"Ronald Bilius Weasley, that is DISGUSTING!"
"Buh Mione, the fooh's so gooh ohn firs day! I lof Hogwahs!"
Harry James Potter sat in bemused silence, listening to his best fried Ron inhale beef stroganoff, and watching his other best friend roll her eyes in exasperation. He was the first to notice when a gradual hush settled over the Great Hall. He elbowed Ron in the ribs (earning himself a few dirty words and a scowl), then turned to watch the event taking place up at the Head table.
A late arrival was making her way up to the sorting hat.
"She's a heck of a lot more than a first year" muttered Harry under his breath.
"You sure got that right mate. Blimey! She's gorgeous," added Ron, checking quickly to make sure Hermione wasn't listening.
Siobhan Fraser sat nervously on the stool, and raised the hat to her head…
"GRYFFINDOR!"
A burst of applause rang out in the Great Hall, none louder than from the area of the Gryffindor boys…on the other hand, most of the six and seventh year witches were watching the pretty girl's arrival with dirty looks on their faces. None had missed Harry's exchange with Ron.
Ron waved her over to his side of the bench, she hurried over, flushed and starry eyed from the excitement. It was when she sat down beside him that Harry first felt a pang. She was beautiful.
Hermione was already making introductions…
" This is Harry, Ron, Seamus, Dean, Ginny, Parvati, Padma, I'm Hermione Granger"
"My name is Siobhan Fraser" she offered.
"Eh?" replied the rest, question marks in their eyes.
" SHI VAUGHN FRAY ZER"
Introductions were soon forgotten as dessert arrived on the golden plates. Everyone dug in, and for the moment Siobhan was forgotten.
After dinner, she turned to Harry.
"So, am I supposed to do anything special if I'm Head Girl?"
Harry was thinking hard. What? Dumbledore made the new girl Head of the student council? She doesn't even know a thing about the school! Oh, well…I can always show her seeing as I'm Head Boy!
"Well, I'm Head Boy, so I'll show you where our common room is, and on the way I can tell you the kinds of things that we do.
"Okay…" then shyly " Thanks Harry"
Harry looked at the petite girl with short, curly black hair and bright blue eyes who was walking beside him. Whoever Siobhan Fraser was, he wanted to know her.
OOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Harry groaned, rolled over, and slapped his alarm clock off the table, where it lay there shuddering on the floor.
Transfiguration, Potions, Herbology, Charms, Defence… every thing it took to be an auror.
Walking down the corridor of the Heads common room, Harry noticed a piece of paper laying on one of the overstuffed red armchairs…Siobhan Fraser's timetable. He picked it up, and widened his eyes at seeing a mirror image of his own. It looked like he was going to be seeing a lot of the girl with the bright blues eyes.
Heading back to his red and gold Gryffindor bedroom, he tiptoed past the door across from his own…and took a peek. Decorated in white and gold, her room was draped with forest green tartan, with lines of blue and navy running through it. Asleep on her pillow, she really did look like a mischievous wood nymph, curled up on a bed of flowers. Harry shook his head. Ginny fancied him and he knew it. He couldn't hurt Ron's sister, he was his best mate! This was going to be a long year at Hogwarts.