Birds of a Feather
Chapter 1: Ravenclaw!!!!!!!!!
By: Moonauthor
Disclaimer: No I do not own Harry Potter. Though I wish I did, but the character's I do own are Sarah Winderson and Ryan Cutter.
Authors note: I'm not sure if this story will involve Harry and the gang beyond Quidditch matches and, as well as minor mention of them in other ways. I guess we'll find out, as we go now won't we. I will also be using Professor Lupin in this for Defense Against the Dark Arts class, just cause he's my favorite teacher. Oh and one last thing, just to give you a little heads up into how I'll be writing this story refer to the below.
It will be written in third person narrative form. ________________________________________________________________________
A young teenage girl walks into Headmaster Dumbledore's office. Looking around slowly, "Boy this wizarding school seems very different from my old one, but still I have heard many great Witches and Wizards come from Hogwarts, maybe with a lot of hard work I'll be one of them." She looked around the office. First at the old hat tattered and patched hat that sat on a rickety old stool, than to an equally old desk. Her eyes continued to wander about the room before she stopped to stare at the beautiful Phoenix perched in the back of the room picking at its feathers. She watched it carefully with wide baby blue eyes, her black hair falling to frame her face. Her hair was a true black in the right light giving her hair a dark bluish hue. After a few minutes a door on the other side of the room across from the feathered Phoenix opens revealing a tall old man with a snow white beard with spectacles that rest on a long crooked nose dressed in robes of dark blue.
"You're the new transfer student Sarah Winderson aren't you," He questioned her slowly as he shut the door behind him. She had been so caught up at staring and the graceful bird that she hadn't even heard the door open.
She did however hear his voice and upon hearing it she turned around to face him and responds, "Yes, yes I am Sarah. Your Headmaster Dumbledore I assume?"
"Yes you are quite right on that account I am Headmaster Dumbledore," He continues," Now we brought you here to sort you into your house so you wouldn't have to do it in front of everyone else with the first years since this is your fifth year of schooling," He explains to her. Sarah nods still not quite sure how they do their sorting but is sure she'll find out in the next few moments. Dumbledore picks up the sorting hat from where it rests on the stool, " Come here and sit down." She slowly walks across the room sitting the stool as the stool creaked threateningly beneath her. She tensed thinking it was going to break but soon the stool settled and went silent. Just as the stool settle Dumbledore placed the sorting hat on her head.
Feeling very ridiculous sitting there with an old hat on her head she asked, "How's this going to sort me into my house?"
Suddenly a croaking voice comes from the hat, "Quiet I am the Hogwarts sorting hat and I can see all that's in your head, there's nothing you can hide from me."
Sarah lets out a soft gasp and sezs in a somewhat alarmed voice, "Ummm Headmaster this hat is talking to me!"
"Shhh let the hat think," He quiets her alarm. She sits there as the hat thinks whispering to her every now and then
"You're a very odd combination indeed," whispered the, "I could put here where you belong, but yet you also belong their hmmmmm, you're about as difficult to place as Mr. Potter was dare I say." A minute or so passes as the hat continues it's whispering before finally yelling out, "RAVENCLAW!!!!!!!!" She cringes as the hat practically yelled in her ear as Dumbledore removed the old hat and she slid off the stool.
"Come with me I'll show you to your table and your house," sezs Dumbledore as he sets the hat back on the stool. Dumbledore leads her through the winding castle hallways to the Great Hall where the other students are just beginning to arrive. He points her in the direction of her table than moves to going to the head of the room taking his place at the center of the teachers table watching the students pour in. First the second through seventh year students pour in taking the seating talking wildly amongst themsevele's. Than the nervous first years walk in all grouped together in the center of the room. The Transfiguration teacher walks in front of the group carrying the stool with the sorting hat resting on it sitting it down in front of the group. She has a scroll tucked under her left arm as she looks out at the student's.
"Welcome students to your first of seven years at Hogwarts, where all of you will be sitting at one of these four tables here," She gestures to the house tables, "These four tables represent the four houses of Hogwarts, those houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin." A loud roar of screams and yells erupt from each table when their name is called. She gives each table a stern glare for their outburst and clears her throat to speak again, "I am Professor McGonagall Head of Gryffindor house and the Transfiguration teacher," She points to Snape," That is Professor Snape head of Slytherin House and the potions teacher," Goes on pointing to Professor Lupin, " This is Professor Lupin head of Ravenclaw House and Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," She continues to introduce all the teachers. "Now to get you sorted into all your houses," points to the sorting hat, "This is the Hogwarts sorting hat this hat will tell you what house you'll be in." She steps aside as the hat sings its song to the first years than moves to the side of the hat. She speaks again, "Now when I call your names off come and sit on the stool and I'll place the sorting hat on you head." She unrolls the scroll, which is longer than normal but nonetheless she starts reading off the names. As each house gets a new student their table starts off in wild applause for that new addition. Sarah watches this soon becoming caught up in it all and is cheering a yelling right along with the rest of her table being just as wild as them. Soon all the sorting is done and the feast begins. She eats silently the a few other Ravenclaw's giving Sarah questioning glances considering no one ever saw her get sorted, and no one's ever seen her around before either. The feast ends in a few hours and their lead to their common room. She makes her way up to the fifth year dorm to be greeted by her purring black kitten named Raven.
She picks up the purring kitten, "Hey Raven how was your morning?" The kitten just looks up at her with her large green eyes rubbing against her and purring. "Yeah I was pretty sure you'd say something like that," She coo's down at the kitten. Raven jumps from her arms down back on the bed lying down, and Sarah smiles shaking her head at the lazy cat. She kneels down opening her trunk and pulling out her broomstick. She has a Firebolt 2000 the newest broom there was to be had. She shakes her head again thinking to herself, "A sympathy present." She starts polishing her broom sitting there for a few hours since her first day of school isn't till tomorrow. After she finishes she goes down to the common room sitting in one of the blue overstuffed chairs. A sixth year boy with white blonde hair deep green eyes walks in sticking a paper to the Ravenclaw bulletin board.
He turns to the rest of the room, "Attention all Ravenclaw's tryout's for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team we'll be next Saturday after lunch on the Quidditch Pitch, we currently have room for one beater, and one seeker. Those of you who wish to try out sign up here," He points to the sheet, "That is all." He turns and leaves girls visibly sighing in disappointment that he didn't stay any longer. Sarah is the first one up there to be signing. Three others follow be hind her. Like the rest of the girls she to enjoyed looking at the boy that had come in and made the aouncement about the House Quidditch team, but didn't make it known. Instead she went back to her room pretending to read a book while her roommates gabbed about the blonde haired boy. From ease dropping on them she soon learned that the boy was a sixth year, the House Quidditch Captain, and his name was Ryan Cutter.
She smiled to herself thinking, "Hmmm I'll have to find out more about this Ryan Cutter." Sarah closes her book and leaves the dorm.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!
So tell me what you think. Was it good? Was it bad? I accept anything even ::Dramatic gasp:: flames. Yes I accept flames, but only flames that are in good taste. No trashy swearing flames not for me. We'll see you all next chapter. ^__^
Disclaimer: No I do not own Harry Potter. Though I wish I did, but the character's I do own are Sarah Winderson and Ryan Cutter.
Authors note: I'm not sure if this story will involve Harry and the gang beyond Quidditch matches and, as well as minor mention of them in other ways. I guess we'll find out, as we go now won't we. I will also be using Professor Lupin in this for Defense Against the Dark Arts class, just cause he's my favorite teacher. Oh and one last thing, just to give you a little heads up into how I'll be writing this story refer to the below.
It will be written in third person narrative form. ________________________________________________________________________
A young teenage girl walks into Headmaster Dumbledore's office. Looking around slowly, "Boy this wizarding school seems very different from my old one, but still I have heard many great Witches and Wizards come from Hogwarts, maybe with a lot of hard work I'll be one of them." She looked around the office. First at the old hat tattered and patched hat that sat on a rickety old stool, than to an equally old desk. Her eyes continued to wander about the room before she stopped to stare at the beautiful Phoenix perched in the back of the room picking at its feathers. She watched it carefully with wide baby blue eyes, her black hair falling to frame her face. Her hair was a true black in the right light giving her hair a dark bluish hue. After a few minutes a door on the other side of the room across from the feathered Phoenix opens revealing a tall old man with a snow white beard with spectacles that rest on a long crooked nose dressed in robes of dark blue.
"You're the new transfer student Sarah Winderson aren't you," He questioned her slowly as he shut the door behind him. She had been so caught up at staring and the graceful bird that she hadn't even heard the door open.
She did however hear his voice and upon hearing it she turned around to face him and responds, "Yes, yes I am Sarah. Your Headmaster Dumbledore I assume?"
"Yes you are quite right on that account I am Headmaster Dumbledore," He continues," Now we brought you here to sort you into your house so you wouldn't have to do it in front of everyone else with the first years since this is your fifth year of schooling," He explains to her. Sarah nods still not quite sure how they do their sorting but is sure she'll find out in the next few moments. Dumbledore picks up the sorting hat from where it rests on the stool, " Come here and sit down." She slowly walks across the room sitting the stool as the stool creaked threateningly beneath her. She tensed thinking it was going to break but soon the stool settled and went silent. Just as the stool settle Dumbledore placed the sorting hat on her head.
Feeling very ridiculous sitting there with an old hat on her head she asked, "How's this going to sort me into my house?"
Suddenly a croaking voice comes from the hat, "Quiet I am the Hogwarts sorting hat and I can see all that's in your head, there's nothing you can hide from me."
Sarah lets out a soft gasp and sezs in a somewhat alarmed voice, "Ummm Headmaster this hat is talking to me!"
"Shhh let the hat think," He quiets her alarm. She sits there as the hat thinks whispering to her every now and then
"You're a very odd combination indeed," whispered the, "I could put here where you belong, but yet you also belong their hmmmmm, you're about as difficult to place as Mr. Potter was dare I say." A minute or so passes as the hat continues it's whispering before finally yelling out, "RAVENCLAW!!!!!!!!" She cringes as the hat practically yelled in her ear as Dumbledore removed the old hat and she slid off the stool.
"Come with me I'll show you to your table and your house," sezs Dumbledore as he sets the hat back on the stool. Dumbledore leads her through the winding castle hallways to the Great Hall where the other students are just beginning to arrive. He points her in the direction of her table than moves to going to the head of the room taking his place at the center of the teachers table watching the students pour in. First the second through seventh year students pour in taking the seating talking wildly amongst themsevele's. Than the nervous first years walk in all grouped together in the center of the room. The Transfiguration teacher walks in front of the group carrying the stool with the sorting hat resting on it sitting it down in front of the group. She has a scroll tucked under her left arm as she looks out at the student's.
"Welcome students to your first of seven years at Hogwarts, where all of you will be sitting at one of these four tables here," She gestures to the house tables, "These four tables represent the four houses of Hogwarts, those houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin." A loud roar of screams and yells erupt from each table when their name is called. She gives each table a stern glare for their outburst and clears her throat to speak again, "I am Professor McGonagall Head of Gryffindor house and the Transfiguration teacher," She points to Snape," That is Professor Snape head of Slytherin House and the potions teacher," Goes on pointing to Professor Lupin, " This is Professor Lupin head of Ravenclaw House and Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," She continues to introduce all the teachers. "Now to get you sorted into all your houses," points to the sorting hat, "This is the Hogwarts sorting hat this hat will tell you what house you'll be in." She steps aside as the hat sings its song to the first years than moves to the side of the hat. She speaks again, "Now when I call your names off come and sit on the stool and I'll place the sorting hat on you head." She unrolls the scroll, which is longer than normal but nonetheless she starts reading off the names. As each house gets a new student their table starts off in wild applause for that new addition. Sarah watches this soon becoming caught up in it all and is cheering a yelling right along with the rest of her table being just as wild as them. Soon all the sorting is done and the feast begins. She eats silently the a few other Ravenclaw's giving Sarah questioning glances considering no one ever saw her get sorted, and no one's ever seen her around before either. The feast ends in a few hours and their lead to their common room. She makes her way up to the fifth year dorm to be greeted by her purring black kitten named Raven.
She picks up the purring kitten, "Hey Raven how was your morning?" The kitten just looks up at her with her large green eyes rubbing against her and purring. "Yeah I was pretty sure you'd say something like that," She coo's down at the kitten. Raven jumps from her arms down back on the bed lying down, and Sarah smiles shaking her head at the lazy cat. She kneels down opening her trunk and pulling out her broomstick. She has a Firebolt 2000 the newest broom there was to be had. She shakes her head again thinking to herself, "A sympathy present." She starts polishing her broom sitting there for a few hours since her first day of school isn't till tomorrow. After she finishes she goes down to the common room sitting in one of the blue overstuffed chairs. A sixth year boy with white blonde hair deep green eyes walks in sticking a paper to the Ravenclaw bulletin board.
He turns to the rest of the room, "Attention all Ravenclaw's tryout's for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team we'll be next Saturday after lunch on the Quidditch Pitch, we currently have room for one beater, and one seeker. Those of you who wish to try out sign up here," He points to the sheet, "That is all." He turns and leaves girls visibly sighing in disappointment that he didn't stay any longer. Sarah is the first one up there to be signing. Three others follow be hind her. Like the rest of the girls she to enjoyed looking at the boy that had come in and made the aouncement about the House Quidditch team, but didn't make it known. Instead she went back to her room pretending to read a book while her roommates gabbed about the blonde haired boy. From ease dropping on them she soon learned that the boy was a sixth year, the House Quidditch Captain, and his name was Ryan Cutter.
She smiled to herself thinking, "Hmmm I'll have to find out more about this Ryan Cutter." Sarah closes her book and leaves the dorm.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!
So tell me what you think. Was it good? Was it bad? I accept anything even ::Dramatic gasp:: flames. Yes I accept flames, but only flames that are in good taste. No trashy swearing flames not for me. We'll see you all next chapter. ^__^
