Wings of Change YEAR 1

[Wing 2]

Later on that night the train stops and everyone gets off excited to be there as they see the giant castle sitting on a cliff side by the sea. The first years head over to Hagrid, whom is calling for all of them and holding a lantern, as the first years head over to him the older kids head to a path way joking and laughing with one another. Hagrid leads the first years to a bunch of boats that hold up to five kids each. Tilly gets in a boat with Hermione and a few other kids, Tilly is in the front holding the little lantern. As the boats duck Hagrid helps all of the kids get out of the boats as they get out they all head to the giant castle gates in front of them. They walk through the large hallways until they end up on stairs that lead to giant doors and a strict looking woman is standing in front of them waiting for them.

"Good evening. I am Professor McGonagall." McGonagall gives a little head bow as she looks at all of the students. "In just a few minutes you will walk through those doors and meet your classmates. But before you can join them you will be sorted into your houses. There are; Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin." She glances at everyone and slightly hisses out of disgust for the last house. "While you're here your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points any rule breaking and you will lose points. At the end of the year the house with the most points will win the house cup." She glances at everyone and then heads into to the great hall to see if everything is ready for them.

"So it's true what they were saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." A thin framed boy with combed back bleach blond hair speaks up meeting Harry's eyes. Everyone starts chatting away hearing this. "This is Crab and Goyal. And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." Draco steps forward with his gray eyes gleaming slightly. As he says that so proudly Ron can't help but laugh at it. "Think my name is funny do you? No need to ask yours. Red and a hammy-down robe? You must be a Weasley." Draco turns to him with a snarl.

"Leave him alone Draco." Tilly stares Draco down as she steps forward blocking Ron from his glare.

"Stay out of this Crow breathe." Draco huffs at Tilly and then turns to Harry. "You'll soon find some wizarding families are better than others Potter. You DON'T want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." Draco smirks as he holds out his hand for Harry's.

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks." Harry gives him a small glare refusing to even lift his hand. Tilly and Ron smile at this while Draco looks confused at being turned down.

"We're ready for you." McGonagall comes back and motions for everyone to fallow her. Everyone heads in and most can't help but look up at the ceiling that seems to be the sky outside. As they get to the middle of the room they are told to wait as the headmaster, Dumbledore, gives an announcement. Everyone looks forward to see a man to looks like painting everyone has seen of Merlin.

"Welcome new students. First of all I would like all first years to note that the Dark Forest is off limits to everyone and our caretaker, Mr. Filch, would like me to remind you that the third floor corridor on the right hand side is off limits to all those who do not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you." Dumbledore stands up and then sits back down once he is done.

"Now as I call your names the sorting hat will be placed on your head and you will be sorted into your houses." McGonagall holds a scroll in one hand and a battered old witch's hat in the other. "Hermione Granger." She calls looking out into the crowed. Hermione heads up to the front nervously as she sits in the chair in front of everyone.

"Hmm. Right then. Right. Okay then. Gryffindor!" the hat declares. Everyone claps as Hermione heads over to the Gryffindor table. After Hermione goes Draco and before the hat even touches his head he is sent to Slytherin.

"Souzan Bonds!" McGonagall calls again. A little red haired girl heads up shyly. As the hat thinks of where to place her Tilly feels eyes on her and looks through the sea of kids to catch site of a tall and thin framed man, with a slightly big nose and short pitch black hair dressed in all black clothes, staring her way. Her eyes meet his pitch black eyes and she can't seem to pull away from his perplexing gaze, the way he looked at her wasn't happy but it also wasn't mad nor sad, it was more of a look for some that can't decide if what they are seeing is real or not. Tilly finally breaks eye contact with him when everyone starts cheering for Souzan being placed in her house. "Tilly Beanne!" McGonagall calls. Tilly starts walking up and the man in black's eyes seem to widen a bit yet keeps his composed poker expression as she sits in the seat.

"So, a new Beanne girl has come here huh? I see you have your mother's kind heart. And even more courage, if that is possible. Well then there is only one place to put you… Gryffindor!" the hat says. Everyone cheers and Tilly happily heads to the table joining many of the others and sits next to Percy, another scruffy red haired Weasley with blue eyes, Gryffindor's head boy. Tilly glances over to the teachers to see the man in black is no longer looking at her at which point she gives a slight sigh of relief and chooses to ignore what she had seen.

"Ron Weasley!" McGonagall scans for him. Ron heads up a bit nervous. That hat quickly says that run goes to Gryffindor. Ron heads over to the table sitting in between his two years older twin brothers Fred and George, their hair is almost like a military cut and their eyes are a warm brown. "Harry Potter." She calls and every one's eyes are on the front of the great hall.

"Hmm. Difficult. Very difficult. You have plenty of courage I see. Not a bad mind either. And a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you?" the hat mutters as it searches Harry's head. At this point Harry starts think 'Not Slytherin,' and the hat starts to see if it can change his mind. But seeing he can't do so and feeling it is right the hat sends Harry to Gryffindor. Harry sighs with relief as he heads over to the table happily and sits on the other side of Percy.

A while later everyone is sorted and the feast starts. Everyone starts to eat, talk, laugh, and joke with one another. As the feast goes on Harry and Tilly can't help but wonder about the man dressed in all black that seems to keep looking over at them.

"Hey Percy. Who's that teacher talking with Professor Quorl?" Harry nudges over to the man in black sitting next to another man with a thin frame and purple head wrap around his head. Quorl looks very scrawny and squirrely compared to the other teachers.

"Oh that's Professor Snape." Percy glances at him for a secant and then goes back to eating.

"What does he teach?" Tilly looks over at Snape curiously.

"Potions. But everyone knows it's the Dark Arts he fancies. He's been after Querl's job for years." Percy doesn't look up from his plate.

Tilly and Harry stop asking questions and start to eat their meals. Sometime later they head to their common room and head to bed thrilled to be there, but neither one can seem to fall asleep that night for their own reasons. Harry can't sleep due to worrying that he'll wake up in that tinny broom closet again and everything will have just been an elaborate dream. While Tilly can't seem to forget the odd look that Snape had given her. At that same time in the students record room Snape heads over to the filing cabinet with no light aside from his wand, since he isn't supposed to be there. He hesitates for a moment then opens the cabinet and then takes out Tilly Beanne's file folder. Snape takes a deep breathe before he opens the file. Snape looks it over carefully seemingly on the hunt for something. As Snape looks it over his expression changes from searching to being in deep thought.

"That's… not possible… is it?" Snape whispers dropping the folder as he loses his balance a bit, he rebalances himself with a nearby desk as his face goes slightly pale.

The next morning Tilly wakes up with barely any sleep and heads off to breakfast. Half asleep she stares at her food almost falling asleep into her syrup drowned pancakes, but is saved by her forehead landing in someone's hand and they hold up her head. Tilly turns to see a thin red haired boy smiling at her with warm brown eyes.

"Careful there. Don't want to go to your first classes all sticky, do ya?" Calls a slightly laughing voice from next to the red haired boy. Behind him is a boy that looks exactly him.

"Thank you. Sorry, but I'm just a little sleepy." Tilly gives a little head bow to them and then yawns.

"Looks more than just a "little" tired. Couldn't sleep, huh?" the boy closest to her gives a little laugh. Tilly gives a slight blush as she shakes her head slowly. "Try this. It'll wake you up." He hands her a cup of what looks to be a juice.

Tilly takes a sip of it and then make a face like her tongue is on fire and fully awake now. "What is that? It's spicy." She quickly puts down the cup shoving it away and looks for water. She chugs a glass of water and gives a deep sigh of relief.

"Dragon Barry Juice. It's spicy, but it does the job." The boy further off explains with a wide jokester smile.

"That tasted horrible." Tilly sticks out her tongue that still has the bad taste on it.

"Oh, but it worked. Didn't it?" the boy closed to her winks with a gentle smile and offers her a candy apple.

"It did. Thanks." Tilly smiles and takes the candy apple. She looks it over for a secant and the takes a little bite. Tilly seems pleased as the sweet apple juices mixes with the sticky sweetness from the caramel touches her tongue. "My name is Tilly by the way. Tilly Beanne."

"I'm Fred. Fred Weasley!" Fred calls from behind his brother.

"I'm George Weasley. Nice to meet you." George gives Tilly a small nod.

After a bit more talking and eating it's time for classes. Tilly and the twins part ways in the halls waving to one another as they head in different directions. Tilly and her other first year class mates are in Transfiguration class taking notes with the teacher keeping watch over all of them as she sits on her desk in a gray tabby form. Harry and Ron come crashing in and get a lecture from McGonagall before they are sent to their seats. A few students can't help but laugh about that. Later on they all head to Potions class. Harry, Ron, and Tilly are already like best friends joking and racing all the way to class.

"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in my class." Snape comes into the class heading straight for the front of the class room not looking at anyone. "I don't expect you to get the art and exact science that is potion making. Aside from those of you that have previous knowledge of it." He looks around the room and glances down at Draco. Draco grins proudly at this. "I can teach you how to brow glory, bottle fame, and even put a stopper in death." Snape looks around the class room to see Tilly staring at him intently, but he quickly looks away from her and looks over at Harry, whom is writing in his note book. "Then again maybe some of you have skills so formidable you feel as if you do not need to pay attention!" Snape snaps glaring slightly at Harry.

Hermione and Tilly tap Harry letting him no he needs to stop. Harry stops and Snape goes pack to teaching his class. After potions they all went to lunch where the mail came and they all looked at all the different things that came in like Neville's Remebrall. As they sit eating they all wonder what their first flying lessons will be like next week.