So this is my first crossover fic, it'll be all Glee characters but set entirely in the Harry Potter fic-verse. Hope you enjoy part one!
On the morning of her very first day at Hogwarts Santana Lopez woke up early to check, double check and triple check that everything she could possibly need was safely stowed away in her trunk. After bathing and dressing in the most expensive muggle clothing she owned she made her way down to the Lopez's large dining room where her mother and father were being served breakfast by the maid.
"Good morning!" she said happily, taking her place between her parents and buttering a small stack of toast.
"Good morning Santana, are you excited?" her mother asked, smiling brightly. Santana hastily swallowed a mouthful of toast before replying
"Ever so much! When are we leaving for the train station?" Whilst she was engaged in conversation with her mother, Santana's father nodded curtly to the maid who disappeared furtively in to the kitchen.
"Oh not for another two hours at least darling." her mother was saying, Santana scowled and swallowed another mouthful of toast and then choked slightly on her tea as she heard a muffled hooting.
"What's that?" she asked with wide eyes. Her father winced as the maid wheeled the breakfast trolley back in to the dining room with a large cage, covered by a black, velvet cloth, sitting on the top of it.
Santana jumped out of her chair and gaped at her parents who looked very pleased with themselves.
"Is it.. is it really? I thought I wasn't allowed one till next term after I flew my broomstick in to the attic window?" Santana spluttered, her forgotten tea going cold on the table. Her parents smiled at one another and Santana's father waved a hand, at which the maid promptly removed the cloth covering the cage to reveal a magnificent Tawny owl. Santana let out a squeal and jumped up and down excitedly on the spot.
"We think you've learned your lesson, and we can't have you using the school owls to write to us, unreliable things." her father explained and Santana rushed over to the cage to admire the owl close up.
"So do you like her?" her mother asked tentatively.
"Like her? I love her!" Santana exclaimed, poking a finger through the bars of the cage to stroke the bird's beak gently.
"What are you going to call her then?" her father interjected. Santana looked thoughtful for a moment then said quietly to no one in particular but herself, "Ballad."
A few hours later the Lopez's were wheeling Ballad's cage and Santana's trunk through the barrier at King's Cross station between platforms nine and ten, despite seeing her cousins go through the barrier many times before Santana had felt a little nervous and scrunched up her eyes whilst running through.
When she felt her mother's hand on her shoulder slowing her to a stop she opened them again and looked around at the scores of young witches and wizards accompanied by their parents, swarming before a huge, scarlet steam engine. Santana craned her neck to look at the large clock hanging above their heads. Fifteen minutes till the train left.
Her parents helped her get her trunk on to the train and in to an empty compartment before returning to the platform.
"Mother?" Santana chirped timidly, tugging at her mother's sleeve.
"What is it?" she asked. Santana took a deep breath,
"What happens if I don't get sorted in to Slytherin?" her parents both laughed.
"Don't be silly, of course you'll be sorted in to Slytherin, everyone in our family has been for over a hundred years." Her father assured her, just then a whistle blew and great puffs of steam began spewing from the train. Santana's parents pulled her in to a tight embrace before handing over Ballad's cage to her. She gave them one last wave before heaving Ballad's cage to the compartment where she had left her trunk.
When she got there however she found a bushy-haired blonde girl sitting, stroking a sleek black kitten which lay asleep in her lap.
"Who are you? And what are you doing in here?" Santana asked irritably. The girl looked up with a look of mild interest on her face.
"Hi! My name's Brittany, what's yours?" she said smiling brightly and stretching out a hand towards Santana. Santana glared at the girl's hand and opted to sit down instead, the girl seemed unperturbed however and simply went back to stroking her kitten.
"Santana, is it?" she said after a moment. Santana's head shot up in surprise,
"How.. how did you know my name?" she stuttered nervously. Brittany gave a shrug
"You looked like a Santana." she said simply.
"You're lying, you must have read it on my trunk or something, you can't use Legilimency at this age." Santana said with rising anger. Brittany cocked her head to one side, looking confused.
"Legili-what?" Santana sighed loudly.
"You don't know what Legilimency is? Really?"
"My parents are muggles, I'm still learning I guess!" she said cheerfully. Santana edged away and looked the other girl up and down
"No wonder you're clueless, mudblood!" she spat with a disgusted expression on her face.
"Why are you even in here? This is MY compartment."
"All the others are full." Brittany replied, now looking absent-mindledly out the window. Santana groaned and turned to stroke Ballad whilst grumbling under her breath.
"What's it called?" Brittany asked after an awkward silence.
"Ballad." Santana replied automatically. Brittany knitted her eyebrows together, looking confused.
"It doesn't look much like a duck to me." she said after a pause. Santana looked at Brittany like she was crazy.
"That's because SHE is an owl." Brittany shook her head and answered
"No, a ballad is a male duck."
Santana couldn't believe she was sitting having to listen to this girl.
"Are you kidding me? She's an owl, does she look like a duck to you?" Brittany cocked her head to the side again and stared intently at Ballad.
"Not really, but you don't look much like a Slitherskin to me."
Santana looked shocked and turned her full attention to Brittany.
"What did you say?" Brittany giggled and continued petting her kitten as she spoke.
"You really want to be a Slitherskin, but I don't think you will be." Santana pinched herself to see if she was dreaming.
"What would YOU know about me or the school houses?" she asked incredulously. Brittany looked thoughtful as she replied
"Oh I did some reading when I got my books, the houses are Slitherskin, Rufflescuff, Sniffingdoor and Ladleflaws. Right?" Santana blinked a few times before bursting in to hysterics, causing Brittany to look very confused.
"What? Is there something in my teeth? Santana?"
After a few minutes Santana wiped the tears of mirth from her eyes and looked at Brittany.
"It's Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. Slytherin is the best house, it's for cunning and ambitious people like me, my family has been going to Slytherin for over a century, that's where I'll go." she puffed her chest out proudly as she said this.
"Then there's Ravenclaw, it's for the really book-smart ones. Next there's Gryffindor which is apparently for 'brave' people but really it's just for people that have to rely on their strength because their brains aren't up to the task. And last there's Hufflepuff, that's for all the losers."
Brittany stayed silent, processing the stream of information.
"Oh-kaaay. I want to be in Slytherin!" she said at last. Santana smacked her palm to her forehead.
"YOU in Slytherin? Slytherin is for pure-bloods. And besides that you're not cunning enough to be in Slytherin." Santana said, returning to her thoroughly annoyed mood. Brittany looked a little put-out for the first time since they had began talking.
"Oh. Well I'd like to be in whatever house you're going to be in then." Santana rolled her eyes,
"I already told you, I'm going to be in Slytherin. You have some nerve to be talking to me like this so you might be sorted in to Gryffindor if you're lucky. Otherwise you'll be going straight to Hufflepuff." she said as though it settled the matter, leaning back to rest her eyes.
Brittany simply continued stroking and cooing at her little black kitten. "Yeah, maybe."
