Falling Star:
-a meteor or shooting star.
-The way my heart beats when I see your face, the way my lips stay paralyzed when I try to talk to you, the way I watch you and can't help smiling as I hide away. I'm falling for you; I'm a falling star my love and I'm falling for you my star.
Arvette's pov.
Like any first year, I was a nervous mess, but compared to their butterflies I had a zoo. Granted I wasn't as bad as the student who crying at the moment…or the one who had wet himself…but still I was a mess, a hot mess none-the-less.
"You're gonna squeeze my hand off Ari!" My twin brother complained and I loosened the death grip I had had on his hand, mumbling a quick, "sorry."
"Relax, you're just trying on a hat," Zachary said and I sighed. It was easy for him to say that because he'd fit in no matter what house he got into. He could be a squib and he'd still fit in and be popular! I, on the other hand, was practically invisible, not that I minded all too much, and if I got into a bad house it would be torturous.
Turning my attention back to the sorting I envied the boy walking up now. Not only was he getting it over with, but he strutted up with an air of confidence as though he knew exactly where he belonged.
I sighed again and ran a hand through the tangled rats nest perched on top of my head.
Soon we had gone through the c's, d's, and e's.
"Fall, Arvette?" My brother gave my hand a small squeeze before nudging me towards the front. Taking a deep breathe I held my head high and tried to copy the confident style of that boy. Unfortunately, being the klutz I am, I tripped on the top stair. I could feel my face grower hotter then it already was as a few people snickered. That was it for me. I practically ran to the stool a slammed myself down. The sorting hat was then placed upon my head.
"You really should brush your hair." I jumped at the voice suddenly talking to me. It was kind of scary.
"Ah I guess it can be," what I concluded to be the sorting hat said, "but anyway let's see: you're a halfblood and a twin. You're not cunning enough or much of a leader to be in Slytherin. You seem to be shy and timid, preferring to be invisible, but underneath all those layers of skin you are brave, bold, brilliant!"
Was he talking about me?
The hat chuckled. "Yes Arvette I am talking about you. Now let's continue, shall we? You're passionate and observant, but not quite a Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. Yes, yes I think I see you as GRYFFINDOR!"
I sat dumbfounded for several seconds as the scarlet and gold table clapped and cheered. Just as Professor McGonagall was about to take the hat off I stopped her.
"Why Gryffindor? How do I fit into Gryffindor?" I didn't care that hundreds of eyes were staring at me, burning into my very soul, I was curious.
"You will do great things Miss. Fall; you will be brave during hard times and fight for what you believe in."
I frowned.
"Ah I see you not only doubt my decisions but yourself. Don't worry Arvette, I know you will make an excellent Gryffindor."
I nodded, but the frown was still upon my face. When I felt the weight of the hat leave my head I knew it was time to go down. I made my way over to my respected house table and took a seat next to a petite redhead. She looked upset about something and kept glancing nervously towards the group of first years who had yet to be sorted. I thought about asking what was wrong but felt it wasn't place to.
My attention was drawn away from her as my brother was called up.
Fall, Zachary.
He was on the stool for a grand total of a minute and thirty seven seconds-far less then me. He was sorted into Hufflepuff and a grin stretched across his lips as he sat down.
Soon everyone had been sorted and Professor Dumbledore stood up with a grin stretched across his face.
"Welcome to another wondrous year of learning, students. We are glad you could all join us. Now before we can eat I just wanted to go over a few things. Remember that the Forbidden Forest is off limits. In addition, Professor McGonagall would like to remind you that transfiguring other students for fun between classes will be worthy of a weeks worth of detention. Now let's eat!"
Food began to magically appear on the platters situated down the table and I immediately began to pile my plate high. I was starving.
"Are you gonna eat?" I asked, my mouth full, when I noticed the redhead didn't have anything on her plate.
"Oh yes sorry," she said her voice both light and heavy with some unknown burden at the same time. She reached her hand towards a platter but stopped. "I'm Lily by the way."
"Arvette," I said with a small grin, "but you can call me Ari."
"Arvette," she said slowly, making sure to pronounce it correctly, "that's a pretty name. I've never heard of it before."
"My mum went through a huge hippy faze," I answered rolling my eyes. "My little sister's name is Indi Sage."
Lily let out a small giggle before promptly stopping. "Sorry. I didn't mean to laugh."
"It's alright. We completely agree at my house anyway."
She grinned and began to scoop food onto her plate.
"My brother and other sister got lucky: my father blessed them with normal names."
"My mum was a huge gardener," Lily said as she sipped some soup, "so both me and my sister are named after flowers. It's not bad I guess."
"It could be a lot worse. My mum was originally going to name me Snow White and my sister Cinderella."
Lily grinned. "Oh but they're such beautiful stories."
"Cinderella's step-sister's eyes get pecked out," I pointed out as I stabbed a carrot rather violently with my fork.
"Still," she let out a sigh. "A prince, a princess, and true love at first sight. How could it get much better?"
"Women's rights," I mumbled into my drink, "less controlling men who want more then beauty."
"What?"
"Nothing."
Later that night these people called prefects led up all the first years to their house towers. It seemed to me that prefects were just the stuck-up, goody-to-shoes of each house. The prefects of our house, Sarah Brown and Rory Pond, showed us around the Gryffindor common room and then showed us up to our rooms. I shared my room with the redhead, Lily Evans, and three other girls: Kalyn, Viria, and Melody. They all seem nice but Kalyn is weird. I've only just met her and already I know that!
So new Marauders era I'm trying out. Arvette is awesome just saying, even if she can get annoying. Haha anyway please enjoy and remember I don't on HP and if you want to read more of my stories go to profile or search for kaykay1307 on Wattpad or Figment. Righty then I hope you enjoyed and please feel free to drop me a comment on what I could do better, what I did good, or what you think is gonna happen later.
Peace out girl scouts XOXO