Well, here we are: The beginning of the School year, written by yours truly, Shaperlord67! Hopefully no one minds me assuming Rey is a Skywalker too awfully. It's something I might go back and change when her true parentage is revealed :)
Rey looked up at the sound of the compartment's door sliding open. A dark skinned boy stood in the doorway, nervously wringing his hands.
"Sorry, but everywhere else is full. I was supposed to meet a friend, but I can't find him anywhere. Can I…"
"No, of course not."
Rey quickly said. The boy gratefully pulled his large trunk into the compartment and heaved it into the luggage rack. He took a seat across from Rey and nervously rubbed his hands together.
"...Hello."
Rey finally prompted after a while.
"Hello!"
The boy hastily replied, but didn't say anything else. Rey sighed and gave up on trying to get him to instigate the conversation.
"My name's Rey. What's yours?"
"Finn. My name's Finn."
He said with a weak smile.
"Well 'Finn', what House do you hope to be sorted into?"
Rey asked in a friendly manner.
"I don't know. My parents really want me to be in Slytherin but I'm not…"
Finn was cut off by the compartment's door sliding open again. Another, fairer boy with tousled brown hair poked his head in and gave them both a brilliant smile.
"There you are! And you've found another friend already? I'm jealous!"
Finn blushed.
"Do you have room for two more M'lady?"
The new boy gave Rey a mock bow and she rolled her eyes in return.
"Sure, why not?"
The new boy grinned and entered the compartment, dragging a sullen, dark haired boy behind him.
"My name is Poe Dameron. This is my friend Benja… er, Kylo Ren."
Kylo took a seat by Finn and folded his arms, sulking while Rey introduced herself to Poe.
"We were just talking about what House we hoped to end up in."
Rey explained.
"Oh, well then: I'm hoping for Gryffindor myself, although I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be so bad. Kylo here is aiming for Slytherin of course."
"As anyone of honorable parentage should."
Kylo replied with a huff.
"Honestly, with all this talk of Gryffindor one might mistake you for a Muggle, Dameron."
"I AM a Muggle, Kylo. But let's not argue over parentage: Rey, wasn't it? Where do you hope to be sorted?"
Rey shrugged.
"I don't really know honestly. If you ask me, it really doesn't matter that much. I'd just be happy to end up in the same house as one of my friends."
She immediately regretted saying that as soon as the words left her mouth.
"You have friends?"
Finn asked, sounding almost dejected.
"And why shouldn't I?"
Rey asked hotly. Finn flushed and stumbled over an apology and Poe smirked at his flustered friend.
"I don't."
Rey confessed after seeing how embarrassed she had made Finn.
"But that's no reason to automatically assume I don't."
"Honestly Dameron."
Kylo suddenly spoke up in exasperation.
"You have an incredible knack for making friends with losers."
"Like you?"
Poe replied shortly, forcing Rey and Finn to stifle laughter. Kylo scowled at them.
"Ha ha, very funny. You'll regret that when we get to Hogwarts. Muggleborn like you will find that TRUE wizarding parentage counts for a great deal."
"I'm a Skywalker."
Rey, finally fed up, said coldly. The three boys stared at her amazed.
"Really?"
Finn and Kylo asked at the same time, with equal awe. Poe couldn't help but laugh at the unplanned synchronization.
"Yes, really."
Rey replied hotily.
"Wow! Me, talking with a Skywalker! But if you are one… why don't you have any…"
Poe hastily cut him off with a playful punch before Finn could say 'friends'.
"Well, you both have me as a friend now. And Kylo as well, whether he likes it or not."
He said with certainty.
"Hardly. I would much rather be with my actual friends than back here with you lot. Even if you are a Skywalker."
Kylo snorted.
"What, you mean Hux and Phasma? Your parents wouldn't like it if they knew that was the kind of company you were keeping."
Poe said.
"My parents aren't here. And you can't tell me what to do!"
Kylo angrily retorted. Before either boy could say anything else, there was a sharp knocking at the door. Both Rey and Finn were glad for the interruption, especially when they saw it was the Trolley Lady.
Poe, as the only one who actually had money, bought plenty of snacks for himself, Finn and Rey, while Kylo scoffed and proclaimed he had no interest in sweets. After a half hour of watching the other three enjoy them though, he finally relented and joined in (Although he made sure to snark at Finn when he became excited to get Dumbledore's chocolate frog card).
"We're getting close now, so we should probably change. If you three could please exit the compartment…"
Rey said after a fashion.
"Why should we leave? There are more of us than you."
Kylo protested.
"Come on Ren, where's your sense of chivalry?"
Finn said. He had became comfortable enough during the ride that he only recoiled a little when the sullen boy shot him a venomous look. But at Poe's urgings, he reluctantly followed the other two out until Rey was in her robes and let them have the compartment.
Before long, they had arrived at the Hogsmeade station and they were being directed to the boats with the rest of the first years by the friendly giant Hagrid. Finn almost toppled out of the boat and had to be saved by Rey when the magnificent castle first came into view.
"It's beautiful."
Poe whispered with complete sincerity and very little of his usual bravado. Even Kylo didn't have anything nasty or sarcastic to say for once. In fact, he seemed to be rather nervous as they were lead up to the Entrance Hall, where professor Mcgonagall explained the sorting ceremony.
"That's it? Just try on a hat?"
Finn quietly asked Rey with obvious relief.
"Of course! Even you should have known that."
Kylo said, his old bravdo obviously having returned.
"Give him a break, Kylo. Not all of us grew up knowing about these traditions. In fact, I'm a little disappointed I don't get to wrestle a Troll."
Poe mused. At long last, the first years were marched into the Great Hall, listened to the Sorting Hat's song and then one by one were called up to be sorted. Despite her early comment, Rey began feeling a bit of nervousness herself. Where WAS she going to be sorted? Were her parents, wherever they were, going to be happy with the result? Was SHE?
"Gryffindor!"
The Hat shouted, making Rey look up. She hadn't realized Poe had already been called up to be sorted and was now happily taking his seat with the other Gryffindors. Finn was the next of her friends and, when he was placed in Hufflepuff, he made his way to the House of the badger with a mixture of uncertainty and happiness.
When the sorting Hat shouted 'Benjamin Solo' and a very red Kylo Ren walked up to it, Rey couldn't help but feel a degree of satisfaction over his embarrassment. Kylo sat under the Hat for twice as long as anyone else, before it finally proclaimed him a Slytherin. Rey had a stinking suspicion that it had only done so at Kylo's frantic urgings. Poe frowned slightly as his dark-haired friend took a seat next to Hux and Phasma, who were congratulating their mutual friend on his good fortune.
Jessika Pava joined Poe in Gryffindor, and then it was Rey's turn. She walked nervously up to the head table, slowly sat on the stool and gingerly placed the Sorting Hat on. It had barely touched the top of her head when it let out a shout of "Ravenclaw!"
Well, that resolved that issue. Although she was sad that she hadn't ended up with any of her new friends, she was relived the sorting was other with. Poe and Finn cheered just as loudly as the Ravenclaws when she took her seat, and she could have sworn even Kylo had given her a slight smile. As Dumbledore stood to give the opening speech, Rey smiled to herself: It looked like it was going to be an interesting seven years.