The Transfer
Hermione looked up to the doorway as she head Ron and Harrys' gasp. Her eyes widened in astonishment at the girl who stood there. She was amazingly beautiful with gorgeous fire engine hair and outstanding green eyes. But it was the air of importance and power that surrounded her that stole Hermoines' attention. "Hello, I'm Hermione, and this is Ron and Harry, who are you? Are ou new?" Hermiones breath caught in her chest as the girl gave a dimple filled smile, "I'm Ellanora Paige, and yes I'm a transfer from the sates. I was wondering if I could sit with you, all the other compartments are filled excpet for my brothers and I don't fancy him at the moment." Harry gave her a smile and waved to the seat next to him for her to sit which she happily took the offer. He looked towards her and asked, "Who's your brother if I may ask? Is he a transfer too?" "No, you most likely know him, he can be a major prat - Draco Malfoy -, I'm not nearly as bad as him though so I hope you don't judge me on his behaviors." The trio shook their heads assuring her that seemed fine to them.
Hogwarts: The Great Hall
The trio eagerly watched as the first years were sorted, coming to attention as Ellanora's turn came and the hat was placed on her head. The entire hall immediatly turned all eyes on her as the hat started talking out loud, "Born from Life and Death this child before you holds powers untold. She will be the turning factor in the war of the wizarding world, may she choose the light or the dark decides our fate." The hall went into a loud chatter amongst themselves as the hate finished up it's sorting, quieting down as it yelled out Gryfindor. Draco's loud cry of what echoed loudly against the walls as he stood up, "My sister will not be a snot nosed gryfindor! She may not be blood but she is family, this is an outrage! You have to do something about this old man!" Dumbledore looked at him with a wise and understanding look, "The sorting is final Mr. Malfoy, now please have a seat so we can finish our feast." Draco grumpily sat down, muttering under his breath that his father would be informed of such an indecency.
Gryfindor Common Room
The four sat on the couches around the fire and talked. Ron was the one leading the conversation so far, "So what are the states like? Are the people really as foul as they say?" "Ron!" Hermione gave him a swift kick in his shins causing his face to turn red in embarrasment. Before he could apologize Ellanora laughed, "Well, some of the people are really foul, but most of them are pretty nice and fun. I miss it there honestly, but I'm glad that I've met you three." Harry gave her an inquisitive look as he thought over her sorting, "Ella, what did the sorting hat mean when it said you were born of life and death? I thought you were a Malfoy?" Ellanora sighed, her voice becoming very quite, "No, I'm not a Malfoy, I was adopted into their family. My true parents are the beings of life and death." They're eyes all widened in shock at her revalation. They couldn't believe that such a powerful person was attending their school, and even more, was their friend. Hermione looked at the clock and became crestfallen, "It's nearly eleven and our first day of classes begin tomorrow, I suppose we can continue in the morning." The four wished eachother night and seperated to their dorms.