New girl
Summary: A new girl comes to Hogwarts in Harry's year. Bad girl turned good.
The doors of the great hall of Hogwarts opened onto the warm inviting glow of the hundreds of candles floating merrily beneath the clear bewitched ceiling. Every head in the hall turned to face the future students of Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. The anxious first years made their way down the hall to, what was tradition at Hogwarts, the three legged stool on which the tattered and battered sorting hat sat on.
"Lilah Pannel," Professor McGonagall said primly.
"Ravenclaw," the sorting hat called down the hall its voice almost swallowed by the cheers from the Ravenclaw table.
The same procedure was repeated until all of the students had gone to their houses, and the rest of the student body were now looking eagerly towards their empty plaits, waiting for the sumptuous food, which the house elves would have been preparing all of that day. But no food came.
"What do you recon's going on Ron?" Harry questioned confused at the absence of food. A low murmur spread through the hall like wild fire as the children looked around the hall to the teachers, doors and windows.
"Ah-hum," Professor Dumbledore said as he rose to his feet and rose in the air. Immediately silence fell on to the students like a thick layer of snow. "Professor McGonagall I believe its time to bring our final pupil in."
"Yes Professor. The final person to join us this year will be starting with us in the 5th year," McGonagall said primly and the turned to the now closed doors and, with a sweeping gesture of her wand, made the doors magically open. "Alisa Williams."
With McGonagalls final words in stepped a raven haired, thin-faced girl who looked coldly around at the shocked faces. As she glided down the hall a quick whisper followed her.
"Ron who's she?" asked Harry in a hushed whisper.
"She Harry is Alisa Williams one of THE most powerful witch of her age," replied Ron anxiously.
"So?"
"So Harry SO. I can't believe you don't know. Look a couple of years ago that . . . that girl almost caused the world to end just . . . just stop. She is different something happened that must have made her change but she went pretty dark," Hermione explained.
"I'll give you one guess where the sorting hat will place her," Ron said coolly.
* * * * * *
In the time it took for this short conversation to take place Alisa had made her swift way decisively down the hall to where the ragged hat still lay, and delicately with her slender fingers placed it onto here head as she sat down. Minutes passed but nothing happened but then with no warning the sorting hat bellowed:
"Witch"
There was suddenly a moment when nothing happened but then Dumbledore rose to his feet.
"Alisa you will choose," he said croakily.
"I choose," she said her icy tones ringing through the town cutting the air like a knife. The entire student body was collectively thinking Not My House with the sole exception of the Slytherin house who were all thinking How will this help me. "Hmm I choose . . . . . . . ."
Please Review it's my first Harry Potter Fic
Summary: A new girl comes to Hogwarts in Harry's year. Bad girl turned good.
The doors of the great hall of Hogwarts opened onto the warm inviting glow of the hundreds of candles floating merrily beneath the clear bewitched ceiling. Every head in the hall turned to face the future students of Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. The anxious first years made their way down the hall to, what was tradition at Hogwarts, the three legged stool on which the tattered and battered sorting hat sat on.
"Lilah Pannel," Professor McGonagall said primly.
"Ravenclaw," the sorting hat called down the hall its voice almost swallowed by the cheers from the Ravenclaw table.
The same procedure was repeated until all of the students had gone to their houses, and the rest of the student body were now looking eagerly towards their empty plaits, waiting for the sumptuous food, which the house elves would have been preparing all of that day. But no food came.
"What do you recon's going on Ron?" Harry questioned confused at the absence of food. A low murmur spread through the hall like wild fire as the children looked around the hall to the teachers, doors and windows.
"Ah-hum," Professor Dumbledore said as he rose to his feet and rose in the air. Immediately silence fell on to the students like a thick layer of snow. "Professor McGonagall I believe its time to bring our final pupil in."
"Yes Professor. The final person to join us this year will be starting with us in the 5th year," McGonagall said primly and the turned to the now closed doors and, with a sweeping gesture of her wand, made the doors magically open. "Alisa Williams."
With McGonagalls final words in stepped a raven haired, thin-faced girl who looked coldly around at the shocked faces. As she glided down the hall a quick whisper followed her.
"Ron who's she?" asked Harry in a hushed whisper.
"She Harry is Alisa Williams one of THE most powerful witch of her age," replied Ron anxiously.
"So?"
"So Harry SO. I can't believe you don't know. Look a couple of years ago that . . . that girl almost caused the world to end just . . . just stop. She is different something happened that must have made her change but she went pretty dark," Hermione explained.
"I'll give you one guess where the sorting hat will place her," Ron said coolly.
* * * * * *
In the time it took for this short conversation to take place Alisa had made her swift way decisively down the hall to where the ragged hat still lay, and delicately with her slender fingers placed it onto here head as she sat down. Minutes passed but nothing happened but then with no warning the sorting hat bellowed:
"Witch"
There was suddenly a moment when nothing happened but then Dumbledore rose to his feet.
"Alisa you will choose," he said croakily.
"I choose," she said her icy tones ringing through the town cutting the air like a knife. The entire student body was collectively thinking Not My House with the sole exception of the Slytherin house who were all thinking How will this help me. "Hmm I choose . . . . . . . ."
Please Review it's my first Harry Potter Fic