Pam Beesley looked at Platform 9 and Three-Quarters. Pam was in a pink Abercrombie tank and a brown and white Abercrombie sweater, both hand-me-downs from her sister. Her dark blue jeans, however, were very new.
"Pam?" Pam's mother asked, "Are you nervous, honey?"
"Yeah, I am. But I'll be all right." Pam said.
"When you get there, sweetie, send us an owl." Pam's father said.
"I will. I love you both! Bye!" Pam called out.
"Wait!" Pam's punk sister said, running to Pam.
"Yeah?" Pam asked.
"Here's a good-bye gift. The squirting camera and the fake cigarettes. To show 'em who's boss." Pam's sister said.
Pam laughed. "Thanks, Sis."
"If you need any other joke items, give me a call." Pam's sister said, hugging her.
"I will!"
Pam stepped inside the Hogwarts Express, and found an empty compartment. Pam felt rather lonely, with her new wizard money, trunk, robes, and books. Pam hugged herself. It was going to be so weird, wearing wizard robes. She was going to miss learning math and wearing jeans! She was also going to miss her boyfriend, Roy.
She wasn't allowed to tell Roy about Hogwarts. But when she told Roy that she was going away, to a boarding school, in Scotland no less, Roy took it hard.
"What do you mean, you're going to a boarding school?" Roy bellowed.
"My parents told me I had to go. It was an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Pam had sobbed.
"But this year, we were going to tell everyone about our friendship!" Roy roared back.
"I'm sorry Roy." Pam replied.
"You should be." Roy had said, in total disgust.
"Is anyone sitting here?" A boy with shaggy light brown hair asked.
"No." Pam said, as the boy sat in the compartment.
"I'm Jim Halpert. Who're you?" Jim asked.
"I'm Pam Beesley." Pam replied.
"Well, hello. Do you know what blood status you are?" Jim asked.
"I'm Muggle-born." Pam said tentatively, "I'll bet I'll be horrible."
"Well, I'm Pureblood and I know a bunch of muggle born people who are good in magic. Like, for example, there was this woman named Hermione Granger. She's a Muggle, and she helped destroy You-Know-Who." Jim reassured her.
"Who's You-Know-Who?" Pam asked.
"He was a horrible wizard. But he's dead. His real name was." Jim said, dropping his voice to a whisper, "Voldemort. But people have a problem calling him that."
"Oh." Pam felt better. If this Hermione Granger helped destroy an evil wizard, maybe she could, as well.
"See! So, what house do you think you'll be in?" Jim asked.
"Actually, I know nothing about Hogwarts, except for the fact that it's for people with magic." Pam said, disappointed.
"Really?" Someone said, opening, the door, "I just read Hogwarts, a History, and now, I know everything. I'm Karen Fillipelli." A brunette with freckles said.
"Oh. So How are the Houses?" Pam asked.
"Mind if I sit?" Karen asked. When Jim nodded, Karen said, "Well, There are four Houses. One is Gryffindor, which is for brave people. Then there is Ravenclaw, which is for the smart and witty people. Then Slytherin, for the ambitious, and Hufflepuff for the kind and rest of the people who aren't for either three."
"But you don't know the reputations. Gryffindor is where most people want to end up in. Everyone says Hufflepuff is dumb, but anything's better than Slytherin. You-Know-Who went to Slytherin." Jim said.
"Well, I want to end up in Ravenclaw. I really like their ideals." Karen said.
"Wow, most people think Ravenclaw is 'not bad." Jim said.
"I think Gryffindor sounds nice, but I don't think I'm brave." Pam said.
"Don't worry, a Sorting Hat figures out everything." Jim said.
"Really?" Pam asked.
"I thought they'd have us fight trolls." Karen said, "I'm Muggle-born.
"So am I!" Pam said.
After that, they all looked at the countryside outside the window.
Eventually, the lights dimmed, and they changed into their Hogwarts robes.
"This is it." Karen said.
A large man with a beard shouted," First years! Over here, first years!"
"I guess we should follow him." Pam said.
Pam, Jim, and Karen followed the man as he eventually found all the first years.
"Now, follow me." The man growled.
Every first year followed tentatively.
"Dwight K. Schrute, Pureblood, nice to meet you." A boy in glasses said, as he shook everyone's hand.
"This is it, this is it, and this is it!" Karen silently squealed.
"Everyone, get on to a boat, four on each boat. I'd say five ter summat tho'!"
Jim, Karen, Pam, and a boy they didn't know went on a boat.
"Well, this is it, isn't it? I'm Oscar Martinez." The Hispanic boy said.
"This is it!" Karen screamed.
"I heard a Giant Squid is underneath the waters. I'm Jim Halpert." Jim said.
"Scary. I'm Karen Fillipelli." Karen replied.
"And I'm Pam Beesley." Pam finally said.
"What House do you think you'll be in?" Pam asked.
"Personally, I'm keeping an open mind about the whole thing." Oscar said.
"First years! I'm Professor Hagrid. Now, yeh won' be seein' me until yer third year, so I'm just here to take yeh ter the Great Hall." Hagrid said.
Suddenly, a water balloon came from nowhere and hit Oscar in the head.
"Ha ha!" A boy laughed.
"Argh!" Oscar shouted.
"Stop at once, Peeves!" A sharp woman said.
"Hee hee! Ickle first years!" Peeves shouted.
The woman led them all into a small room.
"I am Professor Sinistra. Now, you will all be sorted into Four Houses. They are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Your House will be like your family. You will live, eat, earn, land lose points for your House. You will be sorted today." Professor Sinistra said.
Everyone was tense.
"I'll fight anything." Said the boy who laughed at Oscar.
"Michael, I'll fight with you." Dwight said.
"We're not going to fight!" Jim said.
But what Michael said lingered on their minds as they lay silent with trepidation.