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A/N: I'm using the movie uniforms but the rest is the books. I saw the movie and read the books
Isabella skidded down the hall to her first class ever at Hogwarts. She smoothed down her hair and walked calmly into Transfiguration. No one was there yet, besides Professor McGonagal. "Oh, hi, Mom." Isabella went up to her mother's desk. Isabella usually lived with her father, but after he died, she went to live with her mother. "You shall not call me Mom during class." Her mother looked warmly at her. "I'm so glad you came." She hugged Isabella.
Outside the room, Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked in. "Why is that girl hugging McGonagal?", Harry said. Hermione and Ron shrugged. McGonagal called the class in. The girl sat in the front row. Even though it was Februrary, it was slightly warmer in the Transfiguration room than the rest of the castle. McGonagal called role. After a while came "Hermione Granger!" "Here!" then a few more, "Harry Potter!" "Here!", then some more, "Ronald Weasly!" "Here!" and then, completely out of order came, "Isabella McGonagal!" "Here." The class's light chattering stopped. The raven haired girl up front bowed down her head. The rest of the class looked at the teacher. "That's better. I'd like to welcome a new student, her name is Isabella. Come here Isabella, tell us about yourself." The girl shuffled shyly towards the front of the room. "Uh, I'm Isabella, you can call me Isa. I lived in, err, um, America for a while." She sat down. Isa looked contently at her desk.
* * * * * *
My mother had to ask me, she just had to. I shuffled up onto that teensy platform, and said, concealing the most desperate secrets and desires in my heart,"Uh, I'm Isabella, you can call me Isa. I lived in, errr, um, America for a while." Then I stared through the desk intently carving my name in it with my mind. "Today,",Mom said,"we will learn about-" blah,blah,blah.. I whipped through the lesson quickly and stared at my desk. I got out a book on deuling I had gotten at a store the other day. I had around 3 other books about it, but this one was the best.
* * *
McGonagal explained the Isa was going to be sorted that evening. She dismissed them all and Isa immediately ran up to Malfoy. "Are you in Slytherin?", she asked. Malfoy looked at her supiciously, "Yeah, so?" Isa smiled a quick sneer. "I really wanna be in Slytherin, but ,since mom's head of Gryffindor, I think I might get in Gryffindor, ewww." Malfoy seemed to take an instant liking to her.
Harry stared at Isa. "I think we have another Slytherin on our hands.", said Hermione. "Oh, no.", said Ron, "Another Slytherin! Why us!" Isa kept chatting with Malfoy until the reached the Great Hall for dinner.
She ran up the steps to the sorting hat stool and stood next to it. soon it was time for her to be sorted. She quickly jammed the hat on her head and sat on the stool.
* * *
I jammed the hat on my quickly and the hat beagan to talk. "Okay, this is very rare. Your pure Gryffindor and pure Slytherin, plus, pure Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. You don't belong here. you shouldn't be on this stool. You're supposed to be a teacher, Princess Isabella Celta Kelpie Xandra. No, you can't be one of them, your not young enough. Princess, you belong somewhere else. But, I better put you in SLYTHINDOR!"
* * * * *
"SLYTHINDOR!" The hall went quiet. Isa gasped and slammed the hat on the stool. "Professor Dumbledore, may I speak with you?", she said angrily. Professor nodded.
* * *
I walked over to Dumbledore, and whispered. "Where do I go now, Albus, huh?" "You wiil spend two weeks in each house, Slytherin and Gryffindor. After those weeks are up, you decide which house you want to be in. I think I know which one you'll pick." Yeah, I do, too, I thought. He told this to the rest of the school and gestured for me to sit at the Slytherin table. I ran over and sat at the table. They looked at me as if I was a disease. That was how the feast went. And the two weeks are still ahead. Kill me now.
A/N: You likey? Review if you do, flame creatively if you fon't. Cuss freely at me, but spell correctly and don't do those blank or * thingies. We all know what you're saying. Please tell me what a Beta reader is!
A/N: I'm using the movie uniforms but the rest is the books. I saw the movie and read the books
Isabella skidded down the hall to her first class ever at Hogwarts. She smoothed down her hair and walked calmly into Transfiguration. No one was there yet, besides Professor McGonagal. "Oh, hi, Mom." Isabella went up to her mother's desk. Isabella usually lived with her father, but after he died, she went to live with her mother. "You shall not call me Mom during class." Her mother looked warmly at her. "I'm so glad you came." She hugged Isabella.
Outside the room, Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked in. "Why is that girl hugging McGonagal?", Harry said. Hermione and Ron shrugged. McGonagal called the class in. The girl sat in the front row. Even though it was Februrary, it was slightly warmer in the Transfiguration room than the rest of the castle. McGonagal called role. After a while came "Hermione Granger!" "Here!" then a few more, "Harry Potter!" "Here!", then some more, "Ronald Weasly!" "Here!" and then, completely out of order came, "Isabella McGonagal!" "Here." The class's light chattering stopped. The raven haired girl up front bowed down her head. The rest of the class looked at the teacher. "That's better. I'd like to welcome a new student, her name is Isabella. Come here Isabella, tell us about yourself." The girl shuffled shyly towards the front of the room. "Uh, I'm Isabella, you can call me Isa. I lived in, err, um, America for a while." She sat down. Isa looked contently at her desk.
* * * * * *
My mother had to ask me, she just had to. I shuffled up onto that teensy platform, and said, concealing the most desperate secrets and desires in my heart,"Uh, I'm Isabella, you can call me Isa. I lived in, errr, um, America for a while." Then I stared through the desk intently carving my name in it with my mind. "Today,",Mom said,"we will learn about-" blah,blah,blah.. I whipped through the lesson quickly and stared at my desk. I got out a book on deuling I had gotten at a store the other day. I had around 3 other books about it, but this one was the best.
* * *
McGonagal explained the Isa was going to be sorted that evening. She dismissed them all and Isa immediately ran up to Malfoy. "Are you in Slytherin?", she asked. Malfoy looked at her supiciously, "Yeah, so?" Isa smiled a quick sneer. "I really wanna be in Slytherin, but ,since mom's head of Gryffindor, I think I might get in Gryffindor, ewww." Malfoy seemed to take an instant liking to her.
Harry stared at Isa. "I think we have another Slytherin on our hands.", said Hermione. "Oh, no.", said Ron, "Another Slytherin! Why us!" Isa kept chatting with Malfoy until the reached the Great Hall for dinner.
She ran up the steps to the sorting hat stool and stood next to it. soon it was time for her to be sorted. She quickly jammed the hat on her head and sat on the stool.
* * *
I jammed the hat on my quickly and the hat beagan to talk. "Okay, this is very rare. Your pure Gryffindor and pure Slytherin, plus, pure Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. You don't belong here. you shouldn't be on this stool. You're supposed to be a teacher, Princess Isabella Celta Kelpie Xandra. No, you can't be one of them, your not young enough. Princess, you belong somewhere else. But, I better put you in SLYTHINDOR!"
* * * * *
"SLYTHINDOR!" The hall went quiet. Isa gasped and slammed the hat on the stool. "Professor Dumbledore, may I speak with you?", she said angrily. Professor nodded.
* * *
I walked over to Dumbledore, and whispered. "Where do I go now, Albus, huh?" "You wiil spend two weeks in each house, Slytherin and Gryffindor. After those weeks are up, you decide which house you want to be in. I think I know which one you'll pick." Yeah, I do, too, I thought. He told this to the rest of the school and gestured for me to sit at the Slytherin table. I ran over and sat at the table. They looked at me as if I was a disease. That was how the feast went. And the two weeks are still ahead. Kill me now.
A/N: You likey? Review if you do, flame creatively if you fon't. Cuss freely at me, but spell correctly and don't do those blank or * thingies. We all know what you're saying. Please tell me what a Beta reader is!