This is a Harry Potter fanfiction.
Title: Distracting Surprises
Chapter Two: Wrong House
Author: DistractingRAWR
Rating: T for now
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, he would have a tattoo of a unicorn on his ass.

"Hey...Hey...HEY! Ow! Don't hit me!" A small snort escaped Ema's lips as she opened her eyes. Ron was holding onto his hand that she had slapped away like he had just been abused while Harry chuckled at his best friends pouting face. Groaning as she pulled herself off of the glass window, Ema yawned only for Ron to laugh at her. "You got morning breath and its night." Oh he was easily amused. Hooking her foot around his ankle, she pulled back even for him to fall backwards with a small smirk on her lips as the redhead screeched. Yes, screeched and now Ema was sure her ears were bleeding.

"THAT WASN'T NICE!"
"What wasn't nice?"
Turning their head, the three looked at the twin boys standing at the doorway. Red hair, freckles, bright eyes and the signature grin of a trickster. Ron stood up quickly with his cheeks tinted red in embarrassment as he pointed towards the sitting girl. "She tripped me!"

The twins looked at each other before grinning and pushing their way in front of the female. George took her left hand while Fred took her right as they spoke in perfect harmony with each other. "Will you marry us?" Ron frowned at his brothers' antics while Ema blushed pink and laughed, happy that she was already getting friends considering how she was only starting Hogwarts now. Shaking her head at the two boys who gave puppy-dog eyes at her, she laughed once more. "I'm sorry."

"Nahh, it's fine. I'm Fred and this is George."
"Call me….Casanova." Ron snorted at his, pulling on his robes while Ema grinned ear to ear.

"Ema. So let me guess, twins and related to Ron here?"
"HOW DID YOU KNOW?" They cupped their cheeks in mock surprise, staring at each other. "And to think! We thought no one knew! Come Casanova! We must get disguises!" With that, they left but not before George winked at the laughing girl. Looking back at the two who were in the compartment with her, Ron was rolling his eyes while Harry was holding back a laugh. "Nice brothers."

"Yea, they got a trick shop at Hogwarts. Illness candy, bloody nose drops, fireworks, and so on."
"Badass." The two boys stared at her after her simple comment, Ema pulling on her robes as well. They decided it was an American thing. Bringing that to mind, Harry turned back to the auburn haired girl as she struggled with her cloak for a moment. "You said you're from America right? Why are you here just now for Hogwarts?"

Blinking in surprise, she parted her lips to speak only to fall forward as the train suddenly stopped. Landing against Ron's chest, she blushed deeply. Tilting her head back, Ema looked up at the redhead who looked down at her, his arms around her slim waist. Realized the position they were in, the two quickly pushed each other away with Ron pressing himself against the wall and Ema sitting as far back in her seat as she could. Harry only laughed at the two's reaction. Looking out the doors window, the raven haired male turned towards the two and motioned them to follow. "Come along."

Ema and Ron gave an uneasy look as they moved threw the door and into the trains' hallway with the other students. In a matter of minutes, they were outside with their luggage and moving towards the carriages. Ron and Harry spoke loudly as they lead her around until the laughing girl walked into someone. Opening her mouth to start apologizing to whoever she walked into, Ema tilted her head back to look at the person as there was a good four inch difference in height. Platinum blonde hair and pale silver eyes looked down at her with annoyance, amusement, something she couldn't quite put her finger on. It was when she was pulled out of the males personal bubble by the back of her robe did she regain her voice.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention-"
"Obviously, you stupid girl. What? Is this your new little girlfriend Potter?" Her' eyes widened at his remark, even more as Harry took a step forward to retort. What she didn't notice was she had pulled out of Ron's grip and started to jab her finger at his chest as she spoke, her voice getting louder with every word.

"The hell buddy? I said I was fucking sorry! What is your deal? Why would you pick on someone? You're a…a….stuck-up bitch!"
By then, a good sized crowd had appeared as the girl no one knew was practically screaming at the Slytherin Prince, poking him threateningly in the chest. Even Draco had taken a step back at her sudden actions. Regaining his composer, Malfoy stepped forward twice which caused Ema to take a step back.

"And who are you to question me? Dirty Mudblood! You should consider yourself bloody fortunate that I dislike causing a scene at the beginning of a new school year." With that, the male tilted his head back so his nose was in the air and stalked off, a small group following after their 'leader'. Feeling someone hand on her shoulder, Ema looked over at Harry who was grinning brightly, opening his mouth to speak when he was cut off by the voice of a female who came from the crowd.

"Not even at Hogwarts yet and you make an enemy of Malfoy. Quite the achievement. You must be new."
Light chestnut brown curls framed the girls heart shaped face and big brown eyes. Sadly, she was taller then Ema. Ron and Harry smiled and moved towards the girl, hugging her each before turning to Ema.

"Hermione, this is Ema. Ema, meet Hermione, one of our closest friends."
"And she's a bookworm." Smack! Ron was hit with a book.
"It's nice to meet you Ema. If you're a first year then you ar-"
"I'm not a first year, I'm a-"
She was cut off by the large shadow that fell over her and the booming voice overhead.

"Wha' do we got here? You must be the transfe' student from America!"
Ema held back the shriek in her throat as she turned to face the half giant, Harry grinning as she moved between Ron and him then behind them all while she nodded her head to his question. Hagrid just laughed as he moved her luggage along with quite a bit of the other threes with his large hands and arms to a carriage that would take it all to the school. "Well then, we must get you all to Hogwarts! Hmm…." The large man stopped, stroking his beard before turning to look at the hiding girl. "And what be your name little missy?"

"You can poke Draco bloody Malfoy while screaming at him, yet you can't answer HAGRID? You are weird Ema." Ron laughed before being hit by Hermione's book once more.
"Ema then! You will be sorted along with thee first years! And if you did what Ron here said ye' did, then Gryffindor is a very likely house for you, little Ema."

Between watching the conversation, hiding behind Harry, poking Ron in the back when he said something and laughing to herself, Ema failed to notice the distance they covered until they got to the castle called Hogwarts. She hadn't even noticed the ride across the lake as she was busy harassing Ron when he whined to Hermione over all the chocolate frogs Ema ate on the train. Finally the nervousness, insecurity, and self-doubt appeared as she stared at the large doors. Hermione blinked before smiling at her and pulling her by her robes sleeve inside. "Relax, it's only school."

'Oh yea, and that makes me feel so much better.' Ema rolled her eyes but smiled softly anyhow. Hermione's words had calmed her enough for her to walk inside where hundreds of students were moving to the Great Hall. A line of students were at the front were a simple stool was. Hagrid gently pushed her towards the end of the line. Best for last it seemed. 'Oh fucking joy…' Ema thought as she waited. The trio had sat down in their table, looking over at the scared looking girl who was obviously older then the rest of them.

Looking past the three who smiled encouragingly, George and Fred Weasley were making odd faces at her. George was wiggling his eyebrows and winking every once and awhile before Fred would smack his twin over the head then repeating what George did. They made her laugh loud enough for a first year boy in front of her to turn and frown. Luckily before the twin's influence could affect her and Ema would start making faces at the first year, the hall went silent.

Walking to the middle of the stage and raising his hand, Albus Dumbledore smiled to the crowd of students as he held up an old, torn, grumpy looking hat.

"I welcome you all to another year here at Hogwarts. Let your minds wonder into that of magic, and become and witches and wizards I know you all to be. Now shall we begin with the sorting hat?" Motioning for the first of the first years to come forward, the process began. The tables cheered each time a student was welcomed into their house, Draco smirking as Ema came up in line. Suddenly, the cheering from the crowd died as she was next. Dumbledore gave a grin.

"I would you to all welcome an exchange student, something we rarely have happen. Please come forward Miss Ema Matthews." Taking in a shaky breath, she stepped forward and moved to the stool. Sitting down, she instantly started to fidget as the sorting hat was placed on her head. The wand and chopstick in her hair propping it up enough that it didn't cover her entire head.

'Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god. This is crazy, I just know it. I bet this hat is related to the Sock King who stole all my socks and underwear from the dryer.' "You're first thoughts make many people you are quite insane, yet there is power in you. Hmmm...you have power and a spark to be noticed from what everyone expects from you." Ema's eyes went towards Harry, Ron, Hermione, George and Fred before moving tables towards Draco who was sneering at her.

'Not with that prick, please not with him.'
"Why not? He could help you know. Sly, clever, cunning. All traits you possess yourself. Yet you have bravery, the habit to act before you think. Touch decision…" Ema closed her eyes, sensing the critical moment where the sorting hat would choose her fate.

"I have decided…SLYTHERIN!" Her heart stopped beating it seemed as did everyone else's in the room. The twin were staring in shock, Harry gasping at the fact the smiling, laughing girl was placed into what seemed to be the wrong house. Ron and Hermione did not want to believe it. Draco's eyes were wide at he stared, unable to contemplate that she had been placed in his house. They had seen the light in her eyes.

My name is Ema Matthews and I was placed in the wrong house.

Wooot! Chapter two is up! I just want to thank you all for putting this on your story Alert! It means so much that you like this even to do that! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter with Ema being placed in the 'wrong' house. Until next time. RAWR!