Disclaimer: As you all know, JKR owns all this. Well, most of it anyway.
Author's Note: This is my attempt at a fan fic. Horrible. Yeah. Yay for me!
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Hogwarts is the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry there is. All of its students say that. Expect of course for Draco Malfoy, who would much rather be in Durmstang, damn little git. But would a girl from another school, another country, another continent even, say the same? In a new school, surrounded by people who spoke differently than she did, acted differently than what she was used to? Would she say that it was the best place she had ever been to?
You be she would.
Kate Evans is a transfer to Hogwarts from Salem Academy in Salem, Massachusetts. The United States. An American girl surrounded by Irish, Scots, British, and other European natives. Most American girls would practically pee in their oh-so-tight pants at the very thought. Kate didn't. Kate had run up to her room and packed everything the second her parents even suggested the idea. Because Kate is just that kind of girl.
"Before the sorting takes place, I have an announcement to make. Among our many new first years of this school year, we have another new young witch to welcome." Albus Dumbledore announced to the waiting Great Hall. "Please put your hands in the air for Miss Kate Evans!"
At this the lights in the Great Hall disappeared and out of nowhere, strobe lights began to flash and wave. The doors to the hall opened and in came Kate, walking down the aisle like a superstar.
Okay so cut the strobe lights, the music, and the hands in the air. What Albus Dumbledore really said was: "Please give a warm welcome to our new 6th year, Kate Evans!" But she really did walk down the aisle like a superstar.
Quite a few heads turned as Kate walked down between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. And quite a few whispers and murmurs swept through the Great Hall. This girl was not your ordinary Hogwarts student. This girl was wild.
Kate wasn't wearing her Hogwarts uniform. She had been given one, oh yes, but had chosen not to wear it. Instead she was wearing long, black cargo pants with flames coming up from the bottoms. They were pulled down as low as she could make them go on her hips - but not really ghetto style. They weren't pulled down far enough to "expose" anything, just far enough to annoy the teachers - a trick she had learned at her old school. Her shirt was a small, short sleeved belly shirt, black like her pants, with a vibrant green frog printed on it. Her hair was long, shiny, curly, and a deep chestnut color. And on top of all that she was sporting a dark blue baseball cap, with a large red letter B on it. This girl was the height of crazy.
As Kate reached the teachers' table, the murmuring had grown to a dull roar. This didn't faze the girl though, and she sat with the sorting hat on her head as if it was a daily routine for her. The whole Great Hall - save the first years and Kate - knew exactly what was happening as Kate murmured under her breath to the hat. This was the sorting ceremony and the old patched hat was deciding which of the four Hogwarts houses she should be placed in.
"Hmmm, yo dat's interestin' sista, very interestin' . . ." a small voice said in her ear.
"You got a problem with my brain there, hat boy?" Kate responded indignantly.
"Watch it peewee, I'm determining your future here."
"Watch who you're calling peewee."
"Hmmm, the mouth of a Slytherin but the mind of a Gryffindor . . ." The hat mused.
"Any houses called Slythindor?"
"Don't you make no fun of mah foundah's white gal." Kate was beginning to wonder whether the hat was supposed to sound ghetto or not.
"Weeeeeeelllllllll," drawled the hat. "I see some big ass problems with Slytherin in your future so we'll just put you in GRYFFINDOR."
"About time," Kate mumbled as she stood up.
"Peace mah sista." The hat responded.
"Oh and Miss Evans . . ." Dumbledore called her back as she headed to her new house table. "Tomorrow, just a little more of your school uniform." He smiled.
Kate Evans slipped into an empty seat at the Gryffindor to scattered applause, and reached deep into one of her cargo pockets, pulling out a black pointed wizard's hat like the rest of the Hogwarts students were wearing. She carefully placed it on top of her head then on top of the hat went her baseball cap. Dumbledore grinned and winked at her.
"But what about the sorting hat's song?" Lavender Brown whispered.
"Aw, shit yo! I forgot mah song!" The hat shouted, perhaps having heard Lavender.
"Since when has the hat been ghetto?" Someone whispered.
"I - " But that was the only response managed before the hat burst into song.
"Yo yo, mutha fuuuuucccccccka,
Now don't chu be no sucka.
Cause I'm da sorting hat hea,
And I gots ta say,
That this school da bomb,
Hey hey hey.
WORD."
At that point Eminem burst out of some tapestries on the right side of the hall and ran up to join the hat. Doing his signature Eminem stuff, he began to sing.
Now this looks like a job for me,
So everybody, just follow me.
Cause we need a little, controversy.
Cause it feels so empty, without me.
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me.
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without me.
The hat took over and joined him, the two of them alternating verses. When they finally finished, the Great Hall burst into applause, many of the girls reaching out towards Eminem. The sorting hat began handing out photos of him and Eminem together, which was weird because it doesn't have hands.
"Yo, dats mah brotha y'all. We're tight yo!" The hat said, wanting attention.
Eventually everything quieted down, Eminem and the hat left, and Dumbledore said his traditional announcements. Finally, the food appeared on the table. Mmm food.
"So what do you think?" Ron asked Harry, glancing down the table in Kate's direction.
"About what?" Harry replied, looking up from his meat pie. Mmmm. Meat Pie.
"About the new hottie. I tell you, they don't make 'em like that at Hogwarts!"
"Oh, give the poor girl a break Ron! Besides, that's what you said about that Fleur girl two years ago." Hermione said, rolling her eyes in exasperation.
"Yeah, but she's here, Fleur's not."
"At LEAST give her a chance to settle in before you go chasing after her!"
"I don't think that's really needed, Hermione." Harry said, glancing down the table at Kate.
Hermione and Ron followed his gaze. Kate sat there, chatting animatedly with Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, and Seamus Finnagin. Though there were other girls around her, she didn't seem to be taking any notice of them. Hermione said nothing.
Eventually the feast ended, and the prefects began calling students up to the dormitories. Neville, Dean, and Seamus left Kate to herself and followed the rest of the 6th years up the marble staircase. Kate, walking alone, followed.
Hermione had noticed this. She ran over to Kate to take advantage of the situation.
"Hey, Kate Evans right?" Hermione said, coming over. "I'm Hermione Granger."
"Hey" Kate replied, looking her over. "Neville, Seamus, and Dean told me about you. Always top of the class, huh?"
Hermione blushed the same color as her robes "Well, I . . ."
"Yup, you are." Kate nodded. "They told me you'd try to deny it."
Hermione blushed again.
Everyone piled into the portrait hole and up the spiral staircase to their respective dormitories. They were all soon fast asleep.
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Yay! Chapter 1 is done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay so it was really bad. I was trying to be funny like my dear friend Percy (read his fic ) and failed, miserably. It'll probably be a bit more normal in chapters to come. Well, as normal as it CAN get. There'll be some interesting slashy stuff, but you'll have to wait to find out what happens.
REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I need help making this better!
Author's Note: This is my attempt at a fan fic. Horrible. Yeah. Yay for me!
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Hogwarts is the finest school of witchcraft and wizardry there is. All of its students say that. Expect of course for Draco Malfoy, who would much rather be in Durmstang, damn little git. But would a girl from another school, another country, another continent even, say the same? In a new school, surrounded by people who spoke differently than she did, acted differently than what she was used to? Would she say that it was the best place she had ever been to?
You be she would.
Kate Evans is a transfer to Hogwarts from Salem Academy in Salem, Massachusetts. The United States. An American girl surrounded by Irish, Scots, British, and other European natives. Most American girls would practically pee in their oh-so-tight pants at the very thought. Kate didn't. Kate had run up to her room and packed everything the second her parents even suggested the idea. Because Kate is just that kind of girl.
"Before the sorting takes place, I have an announcement to make. Among our many new first years of this school year, we have another new young witch to welcome." Albus Dumbledore announced to the waiting Great Hall. "Please put your hands in the air for Miss Kate Evans!"
At this the lights in the Great Hall disappeared and out of nowhere, strobe lights began to flash and wave. The doors to the hall opened and in came Kate, walking down the aisle like a superstar.
Okay so cut the strobe lights, the music, and the hands in the air. What Albus Dumbledore really said was: "Please give a warm welcome to our new 6th year, Kate Evans!" But she really did walk down the aisle like a superstar.
Quite a few heads turned as Kate walked down between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables. And quite a few whispers and murmurs swept through the Great Hall. This girl was not your ordinary Hogwarts student. This girl was wild.
Kate wasn't wearing her Hogwarts uniform. She had been given one, oh yes, but had chosen not to wear it. Instead she was wearing long, black cargo pants with flames coming up from the bottoms. They were pulled down as low as she could make them go on her hips - but not really ghetto style. They weren't pulled down far enough to "expose" anything, just far enough to annoy the teachers - a trick she had learned at her old school. Her shirt was a small, short sleeved belly shirt, black like her pants, with a vibrant green frog printed on it. Her hair was long, shiny, curly, and a deep chestnut color. And on top of all that she was sporting a dark blue baseball cap, with a large red letter B on it. This girl was the height of crazy.
As Kate reached the teachers' table, the murmuring had grown to a dull roar. This didn't faze the girl though, and she sat with the sorting hat on her head as if it was a daily routine for her. The whole Great Hall - save the first years and Kate - knew exactly what was happening as Kate murmured under her breath to the hat. This was the sorting ceremony and the old patched hat was deciding which of the four Hogwarts houses she should be placed in.
"Hmmm, yo dat's interestin' sista, very interestin' . . ." a small voice said in her ear.
"You got a problem with my brain there, hat boy?" Kate responded indignantly.
"Watch it peewee, I'm determining your future here."
"Watch who you're calling peewee."
"Hmmm, the mouth of a Slytherin but the mind of a Gryffindor . . ." The hat mused.
"Any houses called Slythindor?"
"Don't you make no fun of mah foundah's white gal." Kate was beginning to wonder whether the hat was supposed to sound ghetto or not.
"Weeeeeeelllllllll," drawled the hat. "I see some big ass problems with Slytherin in your future so we'll just put you in GRYFFINDOR."
"About time," Kate mumbled as she stood up.
"Peace mah sista." The hat responded.
"Oh and Miss Evans . . ." Dumbledore called her back as she headed to her new house table. "Tomorrow, just a little more of your school uniform." He smiled.
Kate Evans slipped into an empty seat at the Gryffindor to scattered applause, and reached deep into one of her cargo pockets, pulling out a black pointed wizard's hat like the rest of the Hogwarts students were wearing. She carefully placed it on top of her head then on top of the hat went her baseball cap. Dumbledore grinned and winked at her.
"But what about the sorting hat's song?" Lavender Brown whispered.
"Aw, shit yo! I forgot mah song!" The hat shouted, perhaps having heard Lavender.
"Since when has the hat been ghetto?" Someone whispered.
"I - " But that was the only response managed before the hat burst into song.
"Yo yo, mutha fuuuuucccccccka,
Now don't chu be no sucka.
Cause I'm da sorting hat hea,
And I gots ta say,
That this school da bomb,
Hey hey hey.
WORD."
At that point Eminem burst out of some tapestries on the right side of the hall and ran up to join the hat. Doing his signature Eminem stuff, he began to sing.
Now this looks like a job for me,
So everybody, just follow me.
Cause we need a little, controversy.
Cause it feels so empty, without me.
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me.
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without me.
The hat took over and joined him, the two of them alternating verses. When they finally finished, the Great Hall burst into applause, many of the girls reaching out towards Eminem. The sorting hat began handing out photos of him and Eminem together, which was weird because it doesn't have hands.
"Yo, dats mah brotha y'all. We're tight yo!" The hat said, wanting attention.
Eventually everything quieted down, Eminem and the hat left, and Dumbledore said his traditional announcements. Finally, the food appeared on the table. Mmm food.
"So what do you think?" Ron asked Harry, glancing down the table in Kate's direction.
"About what?" Harry replied, looking up from his meat pie. Mmmm. Meat Pie.
"About the new hottie. I tell you, they don't make 'em like that at Hogwarts!"
"Oh, give the poor girl a break Ron! Besides, that's what you said about that Fleur girl two years ago." Hermione said, rolling her eyes in exasperation.
"Yeah, but she's here, Fleur's not."
"At LEAST give her a chance to settle in before you go chasing after her!"
"I don't think that's really needed, Hermione." Harry said, glancing down the table at Kate.
Hermione and Ron followed his gaze. Kate sat there, chatting animatedly with Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, and Seamus Finnagin. Though there were other girls around her, she didn't seem to be taking any notice of them. Hermione said nothing.
Eventually the feast ended, and the prefects began calling students up to the dormitories. Neville, Dean, and Seamus left Kate to herself and followed the rest of the 6th years up the marble staircase. Kate, walking alone, followed.
Hermione had noticed this. She ran over to Kate to take advantage of the situation.
"Hey, Kate Evans right?" Hermione said, coming over. "I'm Hermione Granger."
"Hey" Kate replied, looking her over. "Neville, Seamus, and Dean told me about you. Always top of the class, huh?"
Hermione blushed the same color as her robes "Well, I . . ."
"Yup, you are." Kate nodded. "They told me you'd try to deny it."
Hermione blushed again.
Everyone piled into the portrait hole and up the spiral staircase to their respective dormitories. They were all soon fast asleep.
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Yay! Chapter 1 is done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay so it was really bad. I was trying to be funny like my dear friend Percy (read his fic ) and failed, miserably. It'll probably be a bit more normal in chapters to come. Well, as normal as it CAN get. There'll be some interesting slashy stuff, but you'll have to wait to find out what happens.
REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I need help making this better!