IS THIS HOGWARTS OR AM I DREAMING?
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, JK DOES! ONLY MY OWN
It was a shock for all of them. I could see it written all over their faces. A muggle coming to Hogwarts? Dumbledore had recovered first. "My boy, what shall we do with you?" he said with a wise old sigh. I shook my head. I didn't know either.
"First things first," said McGonagall briskly.
"Now, now Minerva," began Dumbledore. Someone laughed loudly. I assumed it was Malfoy.
I stared fixedly at Snape.
"The Ministry, Dumbledore!" Everyone had forgotten Professor Umbridge, the new teacher of DADA.
"Don't worry, my boy," said Dumbledore, smiling. "We'll get you back home. But first, let us sort you into a house…" I eagerly anticipated what house I would be in. An exciting dream, this was.
I stared fixedly at Snape.
He raised his eyebrows and tried not to gag seeing a muggle stare at him.
"Place the sorting hat on your head and you shall soon be sorted," said McGonagall in a bored voice. Trembling I put the hat on my head. I was so excited! The sorting hat seemed amused.
"A muggle, eh?" it said cheerfully. "Hmm. I know a certain house that won't like you there.
A certain house? I thought with a grin. I wondered what would that be.
SLYTHERIN! the hat shouted. I grinned even wider seeing the look of shock on their faces. The rest of the school laughed at them. Poor Slytherins. I sat next to Malfoy who was looking nervous. Pity the boy. He hates muggles. Like me.
I started chatting animatedly with Pansy Parkinson. She seemed to be embarrassed that I was talking to her. Malfoy looked like he wanted to kill me for taking away his girlfriend. But he can't. I am dreaming.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at me throughout the whole meal. I seemed to be the only one chatting to Miss. Parkinson. Colin was snapping pictures. Hope it's not for the school newspaper, I thought drowsily. Boy I was getting tired.
I stared fixedly at Snape but when I stared at him, of course he wasn't staring back
I indeed was dreaming for I heard a shout.
"Pay attention in class Jones!" I jolted awake to find myself back in English class, in the year 2008
THE END.