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J.K. Rowling
"Harry...Harry!" Hermione snapped impatiently.
"Oh, sorry," Harry replied sleepily. He had been very quiet ever since Sirius' death. He didn't get angry like last year, but somehow, his silence was even more unnerving. They were now back in Hogwarts, their sixth year, and the new first years were being sorted.
"As I was saying," Hermione continued. "There has been talk of some new exchange students. We, uh, sent over Marietta, or whatever that girl's name was..."
"Oh, well, thank goodness. The little snitch, so who's the girl we're getting?" Ron unintentionally interrupted her.
"Well, you didn't let me finish. We're getting two girls, because, well, you see Harry, Cho went with her." Hermione said hesitantly, biting her lip nervously, waiting for Harry's reaction.
"Huh? Well, I wasn't too keen on getting back with her anyways. Not after last year." Harry replied nonchalantly.
"I hope that we get some hot American girls." Ron said excitedly.
"Ron!" Hermione scolded.
"What?! I'm getting a little tired of you British schoolgirls." Ron said with the slightest bit of venom in his voice, making Hermione wince a bit. However, she quickly rebutted his remark.
"Oh and you think you're so much better than us Ronald?"
Just then, the last first year was sorted and Dumbledore stood to make an announcement.
"As some of you may have already heard, we have two new American exchange students." Standing up front was a girl that looked as if she was Ginny's age. She was petite, but was hourglass shaped and curvy. She was fair and had chocolate hair that reflected deep shades of gold as the light from the candles refracted off of it. Her eyes were hazel, with predominantly shades of brown and green, but had a hint of blue. "I am proud to introduce, Miss Evelyn Simmons. She will be joining the sixth years. I am sorry to say that we seemed to have 'misplaced' our other student so we will go ahead and sort Miss Simmons first." Dumbledore spoke this last sentence with the slightest expression of amusement in both his facial expression and voice. A few moments later, Evelyn had been deemed a Gryffindor, and the whole table.
"Yes! She's bloody beautiful," Ron whispered to Harry. Harry nodded in agreement.
As everything was calming down, the large doors of the Great Hall suddenly swung open. The whole school uniformly turned their heads to see what had caused the ruckus. From the doors emerged a female that was a spitting image of Evelyn, except for two things. For one, this mystery girl's skin was much more tanned and her eyes had more green and blue and only a few flecks of honey coloring.
"Ahhh," Dumbledore sighed. "She has finally arrived. Everyone, meet Miss Elektra Simmons." Of course the only thing everyone but Dumbledore had noticed was that the girl was not wearing the school uniform. It seemed that she had made some of her own, "minor" altercations. She was wearing fitted bellbottoms that had the Hogwarts crest embroidered above the right knee. She was not clothed in any robes and the she had rolled up her blouse sleeves. Her sweater vest had been turned into some kind of "belly vest" so that you could see the bottom half of her blouse and her tie was loose and untucked. Her feet were adorned with high, trendy, black sandals to heighten herself.
Snape jumped from his seat at this sight and stormed over to the lovely girl.
"What, in your right mind, do you think you're doing?" Snape whispered angrily to her.
"Uh, I don't know? I thought I was here to be sorted. Did I do something wrong?" She answered innocently. Malfoy was smirking at her.
"What happened to your uniform?" His voice was now shaking with rage. "Oh, that thing," she said casually. "Did you honestly expect me to walk around in an itchy skirt all day? How do you expect me to achieve any type of movement? I certainly wouldn't be able to do any kart wheels or anything of that nature in public. Unless, of course, you prefer every guy in this school to see me in a thong for a few split seconds."
Everyone was in shock for a moment. Malfoy was now staring hungrily at Elektra and Ron was practically drooling, forcing Hermione to smack him upside the head.
"That's enough, I'm sending you straight home!" Snape shouted furiously.
"Mission accomplished, well done. You just granted me my wish. See you in, well, a really long time."
"No such thing will be occurring any time soon," Dumbledore cut in. "Now, Elektra, if you would. We need you to be sorted in order to start the feast."
She shoved the ratty old sorting hat onto her head looking quite frustrated. It took a good twenty minutes for the hat to finally decide she would perform best in Gryffindor. She then took her seat next to Evelyn.
"Hey sis, what's up?" She smiled at everyone around her and everyone returned her with a baffled look.
"You always have to aggravate him, don't you?" Evelyn glared at her twin sister.
"Yup," she replied cheerfully.
"So, Elektra, what was that all about, with Snape and all?" Hermione was the first one to speak to her. "Oh, that. Yeah, well dad always was a bit uptight." She chuckled. "I do believe I just made the understatement of the century."
"DAD??!!" Ron, Harry, and Hermione all shouted simultaneously.
"Harry...Harry!" Hermione snapped impatiently.
"Oh, sorry," Harry replied sleepily. He had been very quiet ever since Sirius' death. He didn't get angry like last year, but somehow, his silence was even more unnerving. They were now back in Hogwarts, their sixth year, and the new first years were being sorted.
"As I was saying," Hermione continued. "There has been talk of some new exchange students. We, uh, sent over Marietta, or whatever that girl's name was..."
"Oh, well, thank goodness. The little snitch, so who's the girl we're getting?" Ron unintentionally interrupted her.
"Well, you didn't let me finish. We're getting two girls, because, well, you see Harry, Cho went with her." Hermione said hesitantly, biting her lip nervously, waiting for Harry's reaction.
"Huh? Well, I wasn't too keen on getting back with her anyways. Not after last year." Harry replied nonchalantly.
"I hope that we get some hot American girls." Ron said excitedly.
"Ron!" Hermione scolded.
"What?! I'm getting a little tired of you British schoolgirls." Ron said with the slightest bit of venom in his voice, making Hermione wince a bit. However, she quickly rebutted his remark.
"Oh and you think you're so much better than us Ronald?"
Just then, the last first year was sorted and Dumbledore stood to make an announcement.
"As some of you may have already heard, we have two new American exchange students." Standing up front was a girl that looked as if she was Ginny's age. She was petite, but was hourglass shaped and curvy. She was fair and had chocolate hair that reflected deep shades of gold as the light from the candles refracted off of it. Her eyes were hazel, with predominantly shades of brown and green, but had a hint of blue. "I am proud to introduce, Miss Evelyn Simmons. She will be joining the sixth years. I am sorry to say that we seemed to have 'misplaced' our other student so we will go ahead and sort Miss Simmons first." Dumbledore spoke this last sentence with the slightest expression of amusement in both his facial expression and voice. A few moments later, Evelyn had been deemed a Gryffindor, and the whole table.
"Yes! She's bloody beautiful," Ron whispered to Harry. Harry nodded in agreement.
As everything was calming down, the large doors of the Great Hall suddenly swung open. The whole school uniformly turned their heads to see what had caused the ruckus. From the doors emerged a female that was a spitting image of Evelyn, except for two things. For one, this mystery girl's skin was much more tanned and her eyes had more green and blue and only a few flecks of honey coloring.
"Ahhh," Dumbledore sighed. "She has finally arrived. Everyone, meet Miss Elektra Simmons." Of course the only thing everyone but Dumbledore had noticed was that the girl was not wearing the school uniform. It seemed that she had made some of her own, "minor" altercations. She was wearing fitted bellbottoms that had the Hogwarts crest embroidered above the right knee. She was not clothed in any robes and the she had rolled up her blouse sleeves. Her sweater vest had been turned into some kind of "belly vest" so that you could see the bottom half of her blouse and her tie was loose and untucked. Her feet were adorned with high, trendy, black sandals to heighten herself.
Snape jumped from his seat at this sight and stormed over to the lovely girl.
"What, in your right mind, do you think you're doing?" Snape whispered angrily to her.
"Uh, I don't know? I thought I was here to be sorted. Did I do something wrong?" She answered innocently. Malfoy was smirking at her.
"What happened to your uniform?" His voice was now shaking with rage. "Oh, that thing," she said casually. "Did you honestly expect me to walk around in an itchy skirt all day? How do you expect me to achieve any type of movement? I certainly wouldn't be able to do any kart wheels or anything of that nature in public. Unless, of course, you prefer every guy in this school to see me in a thong for a few split seconds."
Everyone was in shock for a moment. Malfoy was now staring hungrily at Elektra and Ron was practically drooling, forcing Hermione to smack him upside the head.
"That's enough, I'm sending you straight home!" Snape shouted furiously.
"Mission accomplished, well done. You just granted me my wish. See you in, well, a really long time."
"No such thing will be occurring any time soon," Dumbledore cut in. "Now, Elektra, if you would. We need you to be sorted in order to start the feast."
She shoved the ratty old sorting hat onto her head looking quite frustrated. It took a good twenty minutes for the hat to finally decide she would perform best in Gryffindor. She then took her seat next to Evelyn.
"Hey sis, what's up?" She smiled at everyone around her and everyone returned her with a baffled look.
"You always have to aggravate him, don't you?" Evelyn glared at her twin sister.
"Yup," she replied cheerfully.
"So, Elektra, what was that all about, with Snape and all?" Hermione was the first one to speak to her. "Oh, that. Yeah, well dad always was a bit uptight." She chuckled. "I do believe I just made the understatement of the century."
"DAD??!!" Ron, Harry, and Hermione all shouted simultaneously.
