Brittany
HP Story 1
January 2003
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from the Harry Potter series. . . not mine, oh well, don't care. . . A/N(the thanks): Thanks to my beta readers, dancingmelon, kittys_kool, and pixie . . . I don't know what their names are at ffnet or are in real life, that's what I call them in my head . . .so thanks bunches guys . . . I should sorta thank Lisa and Ashley, though they didn't correct anything, but thanks anyway. . .
A/N2 (about my story): Ashley encouraged me to write this story, because we both are obsessed with Sean Biggerstaff/Oliver Wood, and she claims she can't write.This is my very first HP fic, so flame me, tell me ya love it, but review! And oh, yes, I'm taking creative license for the Sorting ceremony, b/c that's the way I want it for my story. And some of you might have seen this up before, but I'm somewhat obsessive about my stories, and they have to be exactly how I want them, so I changed about two words in here. Now you get to read my awful summary. ^_^
Summary: A new student from America, Kayla Beltayne, goes to Hogwarts after moving to England, and makes new friends, especially with Oliver Wood. (Urgh, I suck at summaries!!!)
Kayla stared out of the window of the Hogwarts Express, not really noticing the passing landscape. She would be a fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but she had never set foot in the school- -she'd only arrived in Britain a week before boarding the train. Her parents were Muggles, and her dad's company had transferred him to Sheffield, England. Though Kayla tried nearly everything to stay in the States, her parents made her come with them. Soon after arriving in the country, she received a letter from Hogwarts, asking her to attend the school, if she wished to continue her studies in magic. She sent an owl back, accepting their offer. Two days before Kayla was to leave for the school, she and her mom left to shop in London and Diagon Alley. Kayla wasn't planning on wearing the Hogwarts uniform of skirts and knee socks the entire year, so she purchased new (Muggle) clothes. Kayla's old school, Conally Academy, didn't require school uniforms, so the students wore practically whatever they wanted, as long as it didn't disrupt 'the learning process'-very similar to Muggle high schools. Her thoughts drifted from her friends at Conally to what the upcoming year at Hogwarts might be like. She planned to be exactly as she was before.different, surprising, a smart alec, but most of all, fun.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Miss Beltayne?"
Kayla focused her attention on the woman in front of her, rather than up at the great castle. The woman who had spoken was of medium height, gray hair, and eyes that seemed slightly yellow. She had the air of being a professor. Kayla smiled sweetly, putting on her innocent act that had kept her out of trouble so many times.
"Yes, I'm Kayla Beltayne."
"I'm Madame Hooch, the flying instructor. Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to come down here to greet you, as the other teachers are occupied. If you'll follow me, we'll take this carriage up to the school."
Kayla followed the teacher to the carriage. Once they were inside, Madame Hooch informed her of what would happen once they reached the school.
"You will be Sorted with the first-years, but Headmaster Dumbledore will make an announcement concerning your situation. As soon as you are placed in Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Slytherin, a prefect from one of the houses will show you around. If you have any questions during the year, a prefect or your head of house will be happy to help you, I'm sure."
They rode in comfortable silence for a bit, before Kayla asked a question.
"Did you play Quidditch when you were younger?"
Madame Hooch smiled.
"Yes. I played for the Sheffield Sharks when I was younger."
"That's where I moved to. Do you know if they still have a team?"
"Of course they do. They aren't as good as Puddlemere or Liverpool, but they do okay. Do you play?"
"Yea, every now and then. I don't like to play for the school, though. I think it takes some of the fun out of it."
The two chatted pleasantly until they reached the castle. Hooch led her past students slowly assembling in the front of the entrance hall to where a boy, who looked slightly older than Kayla, was waiting in front of a large set of doors.
"Percy will show you where to go from here. I have a Quidditch matter to discuss with a student."
Kayla smiled and thanked her.
Hooch added, as if an afterthought, "I think you'll fit in nicely here, Miss Beltayne."
Kayla just smiled.
* Ha, ha *, she thought, * Just wait.the last thing I'm going to do is 'fit in.' *
The person, apparently Percy, approached her. He wore horn-rimmed glasses and gave an impression of being a bit snooty.
"Evening," he said. "I'm Percy Weasley, a prefect. Are you Miss Beltayne?"
Kayla nodded.
"If you'll follow me, I'll take you to the Great Hall."
Kayla looked up at the ceiling, interested, while Percy led her past four long tables to a table at the far end, set perpendicular to the others. He pointed to a chair at the far end of the table and indicated she should sit there.
"You'll stay here until Dumbledore asks you to come forward to be Sorted," Percy said, somewhat condescendingly.
"Thank you, Percy," Kayla said. "What house are you in?"
"Gryffindor," he replied curtly, then turned and exited the hall before she had a chance to ask anything else.
* What an ass. I hope of I get put in Gryffindor, he's not the prefect that's supposed to help me around *
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It wasn't too long before students began to file in, teachers among them. From a side door came a man who appeared to be very old at first glance, but taking a second look, seemed to be very young and full of energy. It was Albus Dumbledore; Kayla knew because of a Famous Witches and Wizards card she once received in a package of Chocolate Frogs.
"Ah, Kayla, I presume?" said Dumbledore warmly, extending his hand.
Kayla stood and smiled genuinely. She shook his hand.
"You know that so far, you're the only one to actually call me Kayla?"
Dumbledore just chuckled.
"I hope you found your trip well?"
"Bit lonely, but yes, it was fine."
"Excellent. I will be informing the students of your circumstances, after the Sorting of the first-years. At this point you are mostly being Sorted for the purpose of classes and dorms, but I do feel wherever you are placed you will be more comfortable. I also hope you will respect the point system, because to many people, it has great importance," Dumbledore said with a hint of laughter in his voice. "At this point, do you have any questions?"
"Um, yeah.how am I going to be Sorted?"
"It's just a simple matter of putting on a hat, my dear. Nothing to worry about."
Though Kayla looked confused, Dumbledore just smiled and moved down the table to sit amidst the teachers. Kayla returned to her seat at the end of the table and watched the first-years file in with a teacher she had not yet met.
Kayla surveyed the students' faces as they were called. Nearly every one of the faces looked nervous, and a few even had a green tinge. She was slightly astonished to hear the Sorting Hat sing and yell out the house names at first, but was soon trying to pick which house each person would go to as a game.
When the name Harry Potter was called, Kayla paid more attention. Harry Potter was known all throughout the magical world, because Voldemort was not only a presence in Britain, but worldwide.
The Sorting of the first-years was soon over, and Dumbledore stood to inform the students of Kayla's circumstances.
"Before we begin the feast, we have one more person to be Sorted. She is a new student from Conally Academy in the U.S. She will be a fifth year, and I hope you will treat her with the same respect as you do each other. Her name is Kayla Beltayne, and she will now be Sorted."
Kayla walked over to the stool where the Sorting Hat had been placed. When the hat was on her head, she was surprised to hear a voice.
"Hmm.not much for rules, I see.you're clever.have a strong need to be individual.but, yes, I think you'll do well in GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor table broke out in cheers and wolf whistles (from a few guys [duh]) as Kayla took her seat.
Dumbledore stood once more to speak.
"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
Kayla smiled, but it quickly disappeared as she viewed all the dishes that had suddenly appeared in front of her. Though there were some things she recognized, she wasn't entirely sure about the rest of them.
"Hello," said a blonde girl, sitting down next to Kayla. "Professor McGonagall asked me to show you around. I'm a fifth year Gryffindor prefect. McGonagall is the head of Gryffindor, did she tall ya that? Probably not, because you haven't met her yet, have you? Oh, hey, there's Oliver. No, don't look! My friends like him and he'll think we're talking about him. He probably just finished talking to Madame Hooch about finding a new Seeker. The one we had last year was a seventh year, and he left, 'cause, well, seventh years tend to do that."
She giggled at the obviousness of it. Ignoring Kayla's incredulous look, the girl continued.
"Do you play Quidditch? I don't. I tend to fall off the broom too often. Oh, sorry, sometimes I'll do that; keep talking without stopping for a bit. I'm Roxanne Miller. My mom named me after a character in a play."
"Did you breathe at all while you said all that?" Kayla smiled to show she was kidding.
Roxanne giggled and looked at Kayla's empty plate. "Are you gonna eat?"
"Um.I'm not sure of what everything is. I was only in England a week before I left for Hogwarts. I was sticking to something safe, like French fries in that time. well, I guess you guys call 'em chips."
"Oh, ok, I'll help you out here them. You talk funny."
"Me? You talk funny." Kayla smiled
Roxanne giggled (once again).
"Well, anyway, Professor McGonagall gave us permission to leave the feast a bit early, so I can show you around a little."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Kayla and Roxanne left before the desserts came out. Roxanne showed her where the one class the two didn't share was located; while Kayla had Study of Mythology (a one-year course), Roxanne had Muggle Studies.
Roxanne led her up to the Gryffindor tower and explained to Kayla about the portrait of the Fat Lady and told her the password (Caput Draconis). Roxanne led her to the dorms, where she would be sharing a room with a few other fifth years. Kayla was introduced to Heather Gemson, Brandi Shell, and Michelle Benson, her new roommates.
As they were all tired, the lights were soon put out, and everyone slept soundly through the night.
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from the Harry Potter series. . . not mine, oh well, don't care. . . A/N(the thanks): Thanks to my beta readers, dancingmelon, kittys_kool, and pixie . . . I don't know what their names are at ffnet or are in real life, that's what I call them in my head . . .so thanks bunches guys . . . I should sorta thank Lisa and Ashley, though they didn't correct anything, but thanks anyway. . .
A/N2 (about my story): Ashley encouraged me to write this story, because we both are obsessed with Sean Biggerstaff/Oliver Wood, and she claims she can't write.This is my very first HP fic, so flame me, tell me ya love it, but review! And oh, yes, I'm taking creative license for the Sorting ceremony, b/c that's the way I want it for my story. And some of you might have seen this up before, but I'm somewhat obsessive about my stories, and they have to be exactly how I want them, so I changed about two words in here. Now you get to read my awful summary. ^_^
Summary: A new student from America, Kayla Beltayne, goes to Hogwarts after moving to England, and makes new friends, especially with Oliver Wood. (Urgh, I suck at summaries!!!)
Kayla stared out of the window of the Hogwarts Express, not really noticing the passing landscape. She would be a fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but she had never set foot in the school- -she'd only arrived in Britain a week before boarding the train. Her parents were Muggles, and her dad's company had transferred him to Sheffield, England. Though Kayla tried nearly everything to stay in the States, her parents made her come with them. Soon after arriving in the country, she received a letter from Hogwarts, asking her to attend the school, if she wished to continue her studies in magic. She sent an owl back, accepting their offer. Two days before Kayla was to leave for the school, she and her mom left to shop in London and Diagon Alley. Kayla wasn't planning on wearing the Hogwarts uniform of skirts and knee socks the entire year, so she purchased new (Muggle) clothes. Kayla's old school, Conally Academy, didn't require school uniforms, so the students wore practically whatever they wanted, as long as it didn't disrupt 'the learning process'-very similar to Muggle high schools. Her thoughts drifted from her friends at Conally to what the upcoming year at Hogwarts might be like. She planned to be exactly as she was before.different, surprising, a smart alec, but most of all, fun.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Miss Beltayne?"
Kayla focused her attention on the woman in front of her, rather than up at the great castle. The woman who had spoken was of medium height, gray hair, and eyes that seemed slightly yellow. She had the air of being a professor. Kayla smiled sweetly, putting on her innocent act that had kept her out of trouble so many times.
"Yes, I'm Kayla Beltayne."
"I'm Madame Hooch, the flying instructor. Headmaster Dumbledore asked me to come down here to greet you, as the other teachers are occupied. If you'll follow me, we'll take this carriage up to the school."
Kayla followed the teacher to the carriage. Once they were inside, Madame Hooch informed her of what would happen once they reached the school.
"You will be Sorted with the first-years, but Headmaster Dumbledore will make an announcement concerning your situation. As soon as you are placed in Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Slytherin, a prefect from one of the houses will show you around. If you have any questions during the year, a prefect or your head of house will be happy to help you, I'm sure."
They rode in comfortable silence for a bit, before Kayla asked a question.
"Did you play Quidditch when you were younger?"
Madame Hooch smiled.
"Yes. I played for the Sheffield Sharks when I was younger."
"That's where I moved to. Do you know if they still have a team?"
"Of course they do. They aren't as good as Puddlemere or Liverpool, but they do okay. Do you play?"
"Yea, every now and then. I don't like to play for the school, though. I think it takes some of the fun out of it."
The two chatted pleasantly until they reached the castle. Hooch led her past students slowly assembling in the front of the entrance hall to where a boy, who looked slightly older than Kayla, was waiting in front of a large set of doors.
"Percy will show you where to go from here. I have a Quidditch matter to discuss with a student."
Kayla smiled and thanked her.
Hooch added, as if an afterthought, "I think you'll fit in nicely here, Miss Beltayne."
Kayla just smiled.
* Ha, ha *, she thought, * Just wait.the last thing I'm going to do is 'fit in.' *
The person, apparently Percy, approached her. He wore horn-rimmed glasses and gave an impression of being a bit snooty.
"Evening," he said. "I'm Percy Weasley, a prefect. Are you Miss Beltayne?"
Kayla nodded.
"If you'll follow me, I'll take you to the Great Hall."
Kayla looked up at the ceiling, interested, while Percy led her past four long tables to a table at the far end, set perpendicular to the others. He pointed to a chair at the far end of the table and indicated she should sit there.
"You'll stay here until Dumbledore asks you to come forward to be Sorted," Percy said, somewhat condescendingly.
"Thank you, Percy," Kayla said. "What house are you in?"
"Gryffindor," he replied curtly, then turned and exited the hall before she had a chance to ask anything else.
* What an ass. I hope of I get put in Gryffindor, he's not the prefect that's supposed to help me around *
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It wasn't too long before students began to file in, teachers among them. From a side door came a man who appeared to be very old at first glance, but taking a second look, seemed to be very young and full of energy. It was Albus Dumbledore; Kayla knew because of a Famous Witches and Wizards card she once received in a package of Chocolate Frogs.
"Ah, Kayla, I presume?" said Dumbledore warmly, extending his hand.
Kayla stood and smiled genuinely. She shook his hand.
"You know that so far, you're the only one to actually call me Kayla?"
Dumbledore just chuckled.
"I hope you found your trip well?"
"Bit lonely, but yes, it was fine."
"Excellent. I will be informing the students of your circumstances, after the Sorting of the first-years. At this point you are mostly being Sorted for the purpose of classes and dorms, but I do feel wherever you are placed you will be more comfortable. I also hope you will respect the point system, because to many people, it has great importance," Dumbledore said with a hint of laughter in his voice. "At this point, do you have any questions?"
"Um, yeah.how am I going to be Sorted?"
"It's just a simple matter of putting on a hat, my dear. Nothing to worry about."
Though Kayla looked confused, Dumbledore just smiled and moved down the table to sit amidst the teachers. Kayla returned to her seat at the end of the table and watched the first-years file in with a teacher she had not yet met.
Kayla surveyed the students' faces as they were called. Nearly every one of the faces looked nervous, and a few even had a green tinge. She was slightly astonished to hear the Sorting Hat sing and yell out the house names at first, but was soon trying to pick which house each person would go to as a game.
When the name Harry Potter was called, Kayla paid more attention. Harry Potter was known all throughout the magical world, because Voldemort was not only a presence in Britain, but worldwide.
The Sorting of the first-years was soon over, and Dumbledore stood to inform the students of Kayla's circumstances.
"Before we begin the feast, we have one more person to be Sorted. She is a new student from Conally Academy in the U.S. She will be a fifth year, and I hope you will treat her with the same respect as you do each other. Her name is Kayla Beltayne, and she will now be Sorted."
Kayla walked over to the stool where the Sorting Hat had been placed. When the hat was on her head, she was surprised to hear a voice.
"Hmm.not much for rules, I see.you're clever.have a strong need to be individual.but, yes, I think you'll do well in GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor table broke out in cheers and wolf whistles (from a few guys [duh]) as Kayla took her seat.
Dumbledore stood once more to speak.
"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
Kayla smiled, but it quickly disappeared as she viewed all the dishes that had suddenly appeared in front of her. Though there were some things she recognized, she wasn't entirely sure about the rest of them.
"Hello," said a blonde girl, sitting down next to Kayla. "Professor McGonagall asked me to show you around. I'm a fifth year Gryffindor prefect. McGonagall is the head of Gryffindor, did she tall ya that? Probably not, because you haven't met her yet, have you? Oh, hey, there's Oliver. No, don't look! My friends like him and he'll think we're talking about him. He probably just finished talking to Madame Hooch about finding a new Seeker. The one we had last year was a seventh year, and he left, 'cause, well, seventh years tend to do that."
She giggled at the obviousness of it. Ignoring Kayla's incredulous look, the girl continued.
"Do you play Quidditch? I don't. I tend to fall off the broom too often. Oh, sorry, sometimes I'll do that; keep talking without stopping for a bit. I'm Roxanne Miller. My mom named me after a character in a play."
"Did you breathe at all while you said all that?" Kayla smiled to show she was kidding.
Roxanne giggled and looked at Kayla's empty plate. "Are you gonna eat?"
"Um.I'm not sure of what everything is. I was only in England a week before I left for Hogwarts. I was sticking to something safe, like French fries in that time. well, I guess you guys call 'em chips."
"Oh, ok, I'll help you out here them. You talk funny."
"Me? You talk funny." Kayla smiled
Roxanne giggled (once again).
"Well, anyway, Professor McGonagall gave us permission to leave the feast a bit early, so I can show you around a little."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Kayla and Roxanne left before the desserts came out. Roxanne showed her where the one class the two didn't share was located; while Kayla had Study of Mythology (a one-year course), Roxanne had Muggle Studies.
Roxanne led her up to the Gryffindor tower and explained to Kayla about the portrait of the Fat Lady and told her the password (Caput Draconis). Roxanne led her to the dorms, where she would be sharing a room with a few other fifth years. Kayla was introduced to Heather Gemson, Brandi Shell, and Michelle Benson, her new roommates.
As they were all tired, the lights were soon put out, and everyone slept soundly through the night.