Author's Note: Wow, I haven't written anything in two years! And nobody thought I would make a comeback, eh? Well this is my first Harry Potter story I'm posting on this site. Just to let yall know, I have read the books, but it's been a while so please forgive me if my information is incorrect. I hope nobody takes this seriously! It's just for fun. Please enjoy.
Oh No! It's Another One!
It was Harry Potter's fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The opening banquet was about to begin. Usually, this was the time when Professor McGonagall called out the first year's names and have them sorted by the Sorting Hat. But this year was different.
Headmaster Dumbledore adressed the entire student body with a shocking announcement. "My dear students," he began, "This year we have four new students. They are transfer students from America and they will be sorted before anyone else because they claim to be special."
The students whispered amongst themselves for a few seconds before the doors burst open. Four young girls, who looked to be about fourteen years old, walked down the long ailse and stood in front of Dumbledore. The students stared at these four new students with curiosity.
"Before they are sorted, I would like each student to introduce herself." Dumbledore said loudly, then muttered to himself, "Odd how all four of these students are girls…"
The first girl shoved Dumbledore out of the way and begun to speak. She had natural blonde hair that was curled in perfect ringlets. Her sparkly blue eyes could be seen by the kids sitting on the opposite side of the hall, she had curves in all the right places and a killer tan. Her lips were a perfect pink color and she had rosy red cheeks and a little button nose. She wore a blue jean mini skirt from Hollister and a tiny tank top that read 'Abercrombie and Fitch'.
"Like, hellooooo!" She said, rather bubbly. "My name is Calista Nicole Rebecca Rose Ashely Jackson!"
Every single student in the room blinked.
"What did she just say?" Ron Weasley asked his friends.
Calista was expecting every boy to throw himself at her at that moment, but when nothing happened, she continued on. "I am from Los Angeles, California. My Daddy is a big time director in Hollywood and my Mother is a dentist! So we're obviously very rich. I go tanning three times a week, I whiten my teeth, and shave my legs every other day! Tee hee!"
The students still stared at her, but this time their mouths were hanging open. When Dumbledore noticed this, he immediately grabbed the sorting hat.
"Yes, yes Miss Jackson. Now please take a seat and let me place the hat on your head." Dumbledore slowly placed the hat on Calista's head, but Calista shoved it off.
"Ew, no way! That's like so not in style." She stood up and started making her way towards the Gryffindor table.
Dumbledore sighed and replied, "Oh well. That'll do. Next student, please!"
The second girl slowly walked to the middle and began to speak. She had jet black shoulder length hair, bright green eyes, pale white skin, and wore all black. On her t-shirt read the words "My Chemical Romance", and she even had a little circular pin on her shirt that read "So long and goodnight" on it. She wore black leggings and black ballet slipper shoes.
"Hello, my name is Raven Moore. I'm fourteen years old and I'm from New York. I'm pure blooded. I like to write deep meaningful poetry in my dark room while being surrounded by candles. But I don't cut myself because that's too scene and I don't want to be a part of society. You are all a bunch of stupid sterotyping people, so leave me alone. Thank you."
Without saying another word, Raven sat on the stool and Dumbledore placed the Sorting Hat on her head.
"SLYTHERIN!" It shouted. Hey, who didn't see that one coming?
Raven shuffled her way over to the Slytherin table and took a seat opposite Draco Malfoy. He raised his eyebrows and purred at her. "Pervert." Raven mumbled. 'Hot pervert.' She thought to herself.
Next, the third girl approaced the stool. She wore blue jeans and a red shirt that read 'Coca-cola' on it. She had light brown hair and blue eyes.
"Hi," the girl said, souding very normal. "My name is Kathryn Courville and I'm from Louisiana. I'm fourteen years. I'm also a half-blood witch. My Mom is a muggle and my Dad is a witch! Go me!" She sat down on the stood and the Sorting Hat was placed on her head.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat shouted.
The Hufflepuff students cheered. "We got the normal one! We got the normal one! We got the normal one!" The Gryffindor and Slytherin kids scowled.
Finally, the last girl took the stand. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a knee-length blue skirt and a white button down shirt. She also wore thick-rimmed glasses.
"Hello, my name is Abby Thompson. I'm fourteen year old and I'm from Virginia and I'm a half-blood witch. Thanks."
The sorting hat was placed on Abby. "RAVENCLAW!"
All the Ravenclaw students cheered as Abby made her way over towards them.
After the cheering died down, and all the first years were sorted, Dumbledore made his final announcement. "Before we begin our extravagant feast, I have one more announcement. We will be holding the TriWizard Tournament! Students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving within the next few weeks. Now let the feast begin!"
Little did everybody know the importance of these four new students. One held a deep dark secret that could change everything, one was going to never be a virgin again, and the other two… well, they're not so important because they're not in Slytherin and Gryffindor. So who cares about them, right? WRONG!