Emma: Hello shifty eyes I'm writing a story...
Hope: Oh yeah... they would have NEVER guessed that...
Emma: That's why I told them!
Hope: O.o; Start now.
Kathryn: Yes!
Emma: Anyways... I will try to make this interesting. IF you review (which you all will...) please please please tell me where you want to take this story. At the moment I will be making it up as I go along, or writing whatever I managed to think of before I fell asleep the night before.
Kathryn: So that's why you have been so keen to go to bed these last couple of nights!
Emma: Yes because I keep falling asleep and thinking of nothing TT
Johanna: Ok... enough! Start the freaking story! Emma: Ah yes... I apologize for there being no Holidays, Harry, Ron, Hermione and everyone else are in their 7th year. If I get something wrong, please don't flame. Tell me calmly, but if you do flame please note they are appreciated as I am icy cold and would appreciate a fire. Oh yeah, I'm writing in the past tense so you don't get too confused... I just find it much easier than the present. Oh yeah... you won't see the thoughts used unless it is normal P.O.V. Now on to the story!
"Speaking"
'Thoughts' ((Author/Author's friends butting in))
- Whose P.O.V. it is - -- Time passing
Rising Disguise
Chapter One: New Acquaintances
Disclaimer: I don't write fan fictions of my own work... so therefore I don't own this. J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and the rest of her characters... I only own my random OCs I add in and my friends
- Harry's P.O.V. -
Ron and Hermione sprinted behind me onto Platform 9 and ¾. We quickly pulled our trunks on behind us, As Hermione clambered on last, the door closed tight and the train started.
"Let's find a compartment and quick before we lose our luggage," Hermione said. Ron and I quickly agreed before we set off down the corridor. Most compartments were full, so we switched carriages and found a compartment with a blonde Ravenclaw girl.
"Do you mind if we sit here?" I ask pleadingly. It was rather cold changing carriages and I don't plan on doing it again.
"Sure thing," she says motioning to the seats across from her. Ron quickly pushes our luggage into the luggage compartment and puts Pig and Hedwig's cadges on top.
"Ron Weasley," says Ron, introducing himself to the girl, "This is H-"
"Harry Potter and Hermione Granger?" She says in a know-it-all-voice. She will get on with Hermione I expect. I sit down at the window seat opposite her, Ron beside me and Hermione beside her.
"So... you never told us your name." I state obviously. She smiles and flicks a strand of hair out of her face.
"I'm Emma Griffith." She says quickly.
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After 20 minutes or so, a pair of Slytherins knocked on our compartment door. Emma squealed with delight and hugged the two swiftly. I sat there with my mouth open, Ron and Hermione's expressions the same as mine.
"Who are they?" The brown haired Slytherin girl asked Emma. A red head beside her looked questioningly.
"Do you know where Johanna is sis?" asked the red head. I sat there unbelieving as Emma introduced us to the brown haired girl, now known to be Hope Warrender, and Emma's sister Kathryn Griffith. Warrender was looking at me as if I was some sort of alien. I guess being friends with a Ravenclaw didn't make her treat us any better.
"Emma!" shouted the Slytherin Griffith angrily now. I chose to sit down as I had stood up when the Slytherins entered our compartment. Ron and Hermione followed suit silently, casting nervous glances my way. I mouthed that I was ok as Emma –to our horror- invited them to sit with us.
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It was what seemed like an eternity before the trolley lady came by. We all grabbed something off the trolley in silence and paid before sitting down again. Ron was busy eating the chocolate frogs and seeing which card he got ("I got Dumbledore again!"), Hermione had her nose firmly in Hogwarts: A History again. Griffith and Warrender were sniggering at some private joke and Emma was mumbling spells from Standard Book of Spells Volume 6.
"Um... what year are you?" I asked our new acquaintances. Emma answered for them as Warrender opened her mouth to speak.
"I'm 6th year, Kathryn and Hope are in the 5th year. Do you by any chance know Johanna...? Johanna Blackwood?" Hermione's ears perked up at the name but nothing else happened. I shook my head and Emma shrugged.
"Oh well. She is in Gryffindor; you might meet her this year. A 5th year. Anyway, you three should get changed into your robes." She said motioning to Hermione, myself and Ron. I nodded meekly. The blonde was rather bossy, almost as much as Hermione had been when we first met her.
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The train finally pulled up at the Hogsmeade station and Ron, Hermione and I clambered into a carriage. The Thestrals pulled along the carriages, now not so horseless.
"That was the weirdest train ride I have ever been on." remarked Hermione as the carriage began to move towards Hogwarts. Ron and I nodded before starting up a conversation about Quidditch. Hermione sighed before putting her nose in Hogwarts: A History again.
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We settled down at the Gryffindor table, I said a quick hello to Dean and Seamus before Professor McGonagall drew all attention to the front of the hall so the sorting could begin. The shabby Sorting Hat was placed on a stool and the first years looked at it with wonder. I turned my full attention to the hat; its songs had been known to have hidden meaning before.
It began:
"Four houses in Hogwarts do lie,
Slytherin, with the cunning eye.
Gryffindor, the brave and true,
Ravenclaw, will think things through.
Hufflepuff, the loyal friends,
And friends is what you need,
For this year the darkness will rise,
Coming in a disguise,
Trust your friends and unite the four,
Incase darkness comes knocking on our door."
Silence greeted the end of the song, only to be broken by a quick applause then the start of the sorting.
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The Sorting was followed by the feast. Dumbledore rose and cleared his throat as the food scraps from our plates slowly disappeared leaving them as clean, if not cleaner than when we started.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! I trust that now you are well fed you will be tired so I will keep this short. Mr. Filch has asked me to remind the first years and several of the older students," Dumbledore glanced Ron, Hermione and I before glancing over at the Slytherins Warrender and Griffith. "That's the Forbidden Forest is indeed, forbidden. Also please congratulate our new head boy and girl, Mr. Harry Potter and Miss Hermione Granger! I would like to see you two in my office afterwards to discuss your new duties. That is all. Goodnight. Prefects please lead the houses to their dormitories. Hermione, Harry, my office please." The last few sentences had been drowned in cheers from the Gryffindor table for managing to have both heads in their house. I looked over at Dumbledore, he smiled and nodded.
"See you later," Ron said half asleep "Congratulations." He grinned and led the house off with the other Prefects. I turned to Hermione.
"You heard Dumbledore, let's get to his office."
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Dumbledore met us outside his office, congratulating us before leading us off down a corridor to the Head's common room. Hermione grinned at me as we walked in; the walls were a deep red shade and the chandelier gold. Several couches and armchairs were spread around a deep wooden table. The fire burned slowly keeping the room warm and a large Griffin statue was perched atop it. I grinned back at her. Ron would be so jealous when he saw this!
"Now before I lose you two into discovering the rest of these rooms, I must inform you that you are to patrol the corridors for 10 till 12 each night. You may organize with the Prefects which parts you all patrol. I will leave organizing the meetings up to you two. Now, you have approximately half an hour before you must patrol so feel free to explore these rooms. Goodnight." And with that the professor walked out of the room, leaving Hermione and I to explore.
Hermione quickly found the stair case to our dormitories, on the right was a door engraved with Hermione's name and the other had my name engraved on it. I wandered into my room, the large 4 poster beg with its red sheets and gold curtains. I think this year everything is going to be red and gold.
"Oh your room is the same as mine," said Hermione walking up behind me, "Come one, Patrolling Time!"
"Already?" I said shocked. Glancing at the watch on my wrist, yes it was time to go. I sighed and put on the Head Boy badge Hermione was handing to me.
"Let's go!" Said Hermione far too enthusiastically for 10 at night. I grimaced and the two of us parted to patrol for the next two hours.
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I flopped back on the gold sheets- after patrolling for 2 hours your feet get slightly sore- and sent Hedwig to the Owlery before closing my eyes for some well deserved sleep.
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Being shaken awake is not the best way to wake up... but that is how I did. I pulled my glasses on to find...
Emma: Wow! I wrote heaps! ignores the people who think this is a very short chapter
Hope: O.o; That is quite a bit I must say... you usually put a story up with 800 words... not over 1600. Double!
Kathryn: cackles evilly Mwhahahahahaha! Hey why must we have the last name Griffith?
Emma: Because I am not giving our real last names away over the internet.
Kathryn: I still don't know why I couldn't have had something better!
Hope: Stop complaining! I got "Warrender"! It sounds like a boy's name!
Johanna: I'm not too worried about Blackwood.
Emma: All of you stop complaining because they are there to stay. Now please review if you read... Flames are welcome as it just makes it look like I have more reviews!
Kathryn: Later days.
Johanna: Hey... I just realized that was a cliffhanger...
Everyone Else: O.O;