Chapter 1: The surprise sorting

Third year did not start too good for Harry. The train had started moving again after the dementor's had left, and Harry had drifted back to consciousness. The rest of the train ride had been in silence.

When Harry, Hermione and Ron entered the great hall there was no hesitation, and the sound of a dozen people whispering filled Harrys ears. He locked eyes with some second-year Ravenclaws and deflated when they turned to each other and joined inn on the whispering.

"Did you hear he fainted on the train?"

"What?! No!"

"Yeah, people say it's because he got scared"

"Some people say he wet himself"

"No way!"

More people joined inn, and Malfoys stupidity wasn't making matters any better. Shouting about how 'Potters a wuss and that he probably screamed like a girl'. The other Slytherins sniggering with him.

Harry could have kissed Dumbledore when he made the hall go silent, starting his annual speech, welcoming the newly sored first years.

"Hello students, and welcome to another year of learning. To our older students, welcome back, and to our new students, welcome to our school. I will try to keep this short. I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news first; the dementor's are going to be around our school. They are searching for an Azkaban prisoner, but are not allowed on school ground and are not to disturb our school day, and I warn you, they're vicious creatures, but will not harm you, if you don't provoke them. Now for the good news, we have some new teachers this year. Everyone please welcome Remus Lupin, who will be teaching the Defence against the dark arts class. In addition, for our new care of the magical creatures professor, our own Hagrid.

I also do have some very exciting news. We have four students that will be joining us from Norway. They'll join third year and will be sorted after your meal, so I will ask you to stay after you're done eating. For now, they will be sitting on the end of the head table."

Excited whispers broke out from all corners of the room once again, and Harry was grateful to hear no comments about him. Everybody was wondering which houses the four students would be in.

When McGonagall led the students' inn, Harry could not help but to feel bad for them. All voices stopped. One of the girls looked uncomfortable but determent. She was tall and very thin. She was wearing jeans and a tight sitting grey shirt. Her hair was long and brown, she had glasses and front teeth as big as the Titanic. She was quite attractive and well put together, maybe a Slytherin?

"That girl has to be a Hufflepuff! or a Ravenclaw maybe" Ron whispered to Hermione. She shot him a glare and shushed him, trying to show some respect for the four girls.

The next girl was a little shorter than the first girl was. She didn't look nervous at all, but kept her eyes down. She had shoulder-length blond hair, but after a while, it changed colour to a nice icy blue. She was much curvier than the first girl was, but not exactly fat.

"Hufflepuff" Seamus whispered from the other side of the table, whit Dean nodding next to him. But nobody made another sound after Hermione silently threatening with a silencing charm and a jinx.

The next two girls walk in with calm faces, but you could see their fear shining in their eyes and body language. One of them was a pretty, dark skinned girl wearing a red hijab. The last girl had a super short haircut, and seemed to enjoy colouring the longest part. Harry flushed when he realized that the last girl was wearing a red hoodie whit a yellow lightning, and was praying to merlin that it symbolized something else than his scar.

McGonagall produced four new chairs at the end of the head table and the girls sat down.

Excited chatter broke loose in the hall, and almost all food was forgotten. Everyone was watching the girls closely to see if they could guess witch house they would end up in.

Ron, Seamus and Dean had gotten into an argument about the girl with the icy blue hair. Apparently, Ron meant she would be a Ravenclaw, because she had pulled up a book, and was silently reading, sitting next to Flitwick.

The girl in the red hoodie and the girl whit the red hijab was sitting with their backs to the room, and the girl in the grey sweater was at the end of the table, asking (and being ignored) questions about the book.

"Oh, honestly Ron! Can't the girl be in another house then Ravenclaw even though she enjoys a book?" Hermione snapped, clearly sick of the arguing.

Ron flushed pink and muttered a short "Sorry 'Mione", silently stuffing his mouth with some more dessert.

When the meal was over McGonagall put the sorting hat in the front of the room again, went over, and whispered something to the girls. The brown-haired girl nodded, and elbowed the reading girl in the ribs when she didn't respond. The girl jumped and shot a nasty look at her friend.

"Ow, Neomi, det var unødvendig! Jeg hørte henne!" The reading girl said, a little higher than she had anticipated. The three other girls started laughing and her hair went red. Glaring, she stood up and the other girls followed. The girl clearly wasn't really angry, as she threw an arm over the girl with the short hair shoulders, laughing when the girl in the grey shirt stumbled slightly.

"What the hell did she just say?" Dean whispered. Hermione rolled her eyes, but before she got to say anything Neville looked up.

"Probably something in Norwegian, and since she got scared, probably something appropriate to that" Hermione looked at him in shock for two seconds before she started to bob her head up and down to show that she agreed.

McGonagall cleared her throat and waited for the students to quiet down.

"Sabrina Åsheim" McGonagall called out.

The girl whit the hijab hesitated before she stepped forward. She sat down on the stool and closed her eyes. The hat wasn't on for long before it called out "HUFFLEPUFF!" and a loud cheering came from the Hufflepuff table. She stood and looked at McGonagall quizzically and she nodded and whispered something. Hannah Abbott stood and waived her over, and Sabrina walked over and joined them.

"Neomi Constanse"

The tall girl with the glasses walked up and sat down. The hat used a little longer on her, but after a while it shouted "RAVENCLAW". The Ravenclaw table shot up and cheered.

"I've been right with the first two!" Ron whispered to Hermione.

"Shut it Ron" Seamus muttered.

"Ilie Olsen" McGonagall called up next.

"Isn't that the name they just called?" Lavender asked, confused.

"No, it's not even close" Hermione whispered, giving her a strange look. Lavender looked sheepishly down at the table and muttered something about not paying attention.

Ilie looked at them, mildly confused, but soon turned to the hat and sat down. As soon as the hat touched her head, it screamed "SLYTHERIN". The house cheered, and she ran off and sat next to Parkinson and Goyle.

Ron looked after her with his yaw open.

"But she… Ravenclaw… Hufflepuff…what?"

"Clearly you were wrong Ron, deal whit it" Hermione said smugly.

Ron just stared at her, and she sniggered and turned her attention back to the sorting.

"Ida Berg"

The last girl was put in Hufflepuff with Sabrina, and hurriedly joined them at their table.

The Gryffindors groaned, disappointed to have no one new came to their house.

Draco was looking with interest as the new girl sat down with Pancy and Gregory and looked down. Her hair turned green and she looked up at him. She changed her eyes to look like the ones of a snake and made her skin shimmer like snake shells.

"Wow, that's cool" Theo said in awe.

"You're a Metamorphmagus, Right? They're so rear" Tracey smiled

A snake like tong shot out. "Yessss" She changed back and made her hair blue again. She smiled and reached for Pansy's hand "Sup, my name is Ilie" She laughed at the gobsmacked faces and looked down. "Sorry, should have worked on my manners"

Tracey smiled "That's quite all right. My name is Tracey Davis and this is Theodore Nott, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Millicent Bulstrode, Pancy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Daphne Greengrass and Draco Malfoy. Welcome to Slytherin!" Tracey pointed to them all, and they waved or nodded I return.

"Thanks, I'm not too good at names, so if I forget, I'm sorry."

She looked down again and people in older years started moving out of the great hall.

Draco looked up to see Potter leaving with his weasel and Granger. His eyes never left Potter, but he turned back when he was out of the hall. 'Ugh, stupid Potter' He thought to himself, but couldn't help but notice how the Gryffindor looked so… starved, like he hadn't eaten in weeks. He looked up and saw the new girl looking at him with interest, or more as if she knew some secret. He lifted his eyebrow and she looked down again.

Pancy and Daphne seemed to adore the new girl. They quickly became friends and Tracey seemed to like her too. Millicent looked sceptical at first, but after a while, she looked like she started to enjoy her company too.

Apparently, Ilie was from a Dragon farm in the Northern part of Norway. She had scars and burns to show, and funny, sad and scary tales to tell.

After a while, Draco got bored and asked if Blaise wanted to join him sneaking out to the music room they'd found during first year, but he wasn't interested, so he asked Gregory. They walked quietly down to the secret room and said the password "In musica locus saxo".

Draco walked over to the piano and sat down. His mother had been teaching him to play since he was little. His mother always said that the way to go was to play classical songs, but he enjoys playing songs he writes himself more. They make him feel something.

Greg might be stupid, but he's a talent when it comes to the violin. Draco started to play a melody that he made when he was seven, and soon the sound of beautiful violin-notes mixed in with the advanced tune.

After a while, Greg got sick and left, leaving Draco to play by himself. He just sat there for a while, thinking. He started of thinking about Quidditch, but his thoughts drifted over to Harry Potter. While thinking about him, he started playing, not really realizing it. He snapped out of it shortly after but kept playing. The song was soft and calm and… nothing like the quick and advanced tunes he usually plays.

After some time, he went through his bag and found some unused notepapers and started writing it down, trying his best not to think about how wrong it was to write such a beautiful song while thinking about one's enemy.

Up in Gryffindor tower Hermione, Harry and Ron were discussing the whole Black ordeal.

"But why? Why is he out to get you?"

"Maybe he's a Death Eater and mad because you-know-who is gone" Ron said loudly.

The twins looked up from their table in the corner and shouted, "Who's a death eater?" Luckily the common room was empty besides the twins.

Ron's ears turned red. "No-one important"

They decided to discuss it later and Harry and Ron started up a game of chess. Hermione rolled her eyes and picked up her book. She was reading Hogwarts: A history again.

Note:

So, I have never written anything and posted it before. I happily take critics and all blame for bad spelling. And if you wish, I could include the translated dialog between Sabrina, Neomi, Ilie and Ida, as they will be talking some more Norwegian.

Btw, it will be different perspectives throughout the story!

14.12.2018:

So, after over a year, I finally take the time to correct some of the mistakes that I made when I first wrote this. They've bothered me for sooo long now, so it was time. If I still missed something, feel free to point it out, and I'll fix it😉 I have plans of doing this to all the early chapters, but we'll see how far I get. Btw, Merry Christmas/Hanukkah!

OH MY GOD I JUST CHECKED AND SAW THAT I POSTED MY FIRST CHAPTER EXACTLY A YEAR AGO NOW WHAT IS GOING ON?!