A/N: Hey guy's, it's 2:13 A.M. and I had nothing else to do. I was listening to Forever the Sickest Kids- She's a Lady while writing this and I got irritated. Cus' the music was exploding through my ears and like…the writing just didn't. I might put this up for future rewriting but I don't think I can make it better then it is right now. So blah and bob's your uncle. XoXo Alisia
Dramione Fanfic: Another Weird Love Story
Chapter 2: Humongous men are not Hazardous?
My robes were uncolored while everyone's (Meaning my friends) were partially yellow and red. I already knew the process and hoped beyond anything that I was placed into Gryffindor with my new found friends. The train had stopped after a few minutes of waiting, a bellowing voice could be heard from outside as my friends and I began to exit the train. The figure was a huge man with a scraggly black beard. He carried a lamp and pronounced in his baritone-ish voice,
"Firs' years come here. C'mon don' be shy! Not lik' ima bite any a' ya tikes!"
Everyone ran towards him and gave him all hugs. They told him everything and seemed quite content in the presence of the humongous man. They then pointed in my direction and the man stared at me for a moment before smiling. My friends dragged the large sized man to me while smiling at my bewildered expression.
"And who's this lovely lady?" Hagrid asked putting both his hands on his hips. My friends smiled at me encouragingly.
"Ehh hello sir, my name is Hermione Granger. I am a transfer from Beauxbatons." I nodded my head in respect and shook his hand.
"Welcome! The name's Rubeus Hagrid and well you'll be traveling in boats with me n' the firs' years. You'll have to be sorted into a house first." He glanced towards my friends.
"And you troublemakers should be on your way to the castle by now. Don' worry I'll take car' a' her for you. Hurry before I sick fang on you lot." He smirked jokingly at them. They laughed and waved me goodbye before heading towards one of the carriages that were placed in the middle of the forest clearing.
Hagrid led her and the young first years to a nearby river. There were prefects stationed on each boat and each of the boats was equipped with a lantern and two rowing sticks. I was lead by a male prefect who introduced himself as Adam. He was from Ravenclaw House and we had intelligent conversations during the boat ride. The river was cold and had an unusual feel too it. I swore one second that I could see something moving under there.
When I arrived at the castle, I could see a tall, slim woman coming down the stairs. Her robes were billowing in back of her as she raced down. The first years chattered among themselves about what house they might be in. Wannabe Gryffindors separated to their own groups, along with wannabe Slytherins and Ravenclaws…Hufflepuffs…not so much. Leaving me to fend for myself!
"Welcome to Hogwarts. As you may already know, you will soon be passing through these doors to the dining hall to join the rest of your classmates, but before you may do so you will need to be sorted into your houses. As such there are four sacred houses--- Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin." Some children snickered from my left. 'Probably Slytherins.' I thought to myself.
"Your houses will be like your family. Your triumphs will reward your house with points, any rule breaking and you will lose points. We will have a celebration for the house that gets the most points at the end of the year. The sorting ceremony will begin in a moment. Please follow Douglas to the front of the door and wait for me there" She quickly walked in another direction and we were led by the prefect, Douglas, to the front.
She came back within minutes holding a long rolled up parchment, "We're ready for you now, follow me." She led us through the dining hall, me being the last to enter.
The dining hall was lit up by thousands of floating candles and looked glorious with its Victorian styled architecture. The four houses were separated into four separate tables while at the head of the room sat the teachers. Everyone lifted their heads to gaze at their maybe future housemates. The prickly feeling of people's eyes on me was not a pleasant experience; I felt like puking my guts out.
"Now you will come forth, when your name is called, and I will place this hat" She gestured towards the dusty, old looking hat that was placed on the seat in front of the room.
"On your head and it will sort you into one of the four houses. Now let's begin, Arthur Kenyan." She hollered into the crowd of first years.
Ravenclaw.
"Victoria Lancer"
Gryffindor.
"Jack Beront"
Slytherin.
She went down the list and finally got to my name.
"Hermione Granger." The reverberating sound of my name echoed through the halls, leaving me stunned. 'Oh god…I'm definitely going to puke my guts out!' I stared wide-eyed at the hat.
"Hermione Granger…" She repeated. Ah I might get put into Hufflepuff or worse Slytherin!
'Okay relax…relax.' I thought to myself as I quickly paced to the front of the room. The hat was settled softly onto my head and I could suddenly hear an aged voice echoing in my head, 'Hello Miss. Granger, so this is your first year here at Hogwarts I see, welcome. Seems you have a brilliant mind, so very cut out for Ravenclaw. Your stubbornness could also be used in Slytherin…" I gasped at that and shook my head.
'No, please no. They'll eat me alive!' I thought. I have nothing against Slytherins per se'.
'Well I presume not then…hmm well I guess you'll just have to settle for…' the hat took a moment before shouting out,
"GRYFFINDOR!"
The house in the middle right erupted in cheers as they celebrated another student coming into their house. I was met with pats on the backs and introductions of students as I passed by. I searched for my friends to see they were waving at me. THEY DO CARE T . T!
"Hey Hermione, over here!" Harry called out, smiling.
"Hello Harry, did I miss anything?" grinning as I sat myself down, next to Harry.
"Not really…well if you would have liked to see Ron scarf down five shepherds pies at once then yes you've missed out an incredible life changing experience. I'm pretty sure half the table will not look at those pies the same ever again." Harry peered over at Ron displeasingly, shaking his head like an older brother. "And I actually liked those pies." He finished.
I continued eating while Ginny chatted with her friends. I got bored and started looking around the room to set my eyes on a group of girls.
"Did you see him!?" One of the girls screamed.
"The famous Draco Malfoy?" Another girl asked, while playing with her perfect brown locks.
"Today he's actually wearing his robes, and does it look super hot on him!!!" One of the girls squealed, causing the rest of them to squeal.
"Perfection…" They said in unison while staring amorously nowhere.
"Awe he's not coming down for dinner; I wanted to ask him how his summer was." The gorgeous blond bombshell who spoke was probably their leader. Her skin was pale and shiny. Her hair was a luscious, golden color. It really looked like there was a light bulb in her head making her perfect waves shine brighter than they already were.
"It's okay Astoria; you'll get your chance." Her friends patted her on the back and continued their eating.
I stared at them; their conversation intrigued me to no end. The famous Draco Malfoy…Malfoy…Oh I remember, Ginny and Lavender were talking about him as well.
Dinner ended with no further interruptions and I successfully made it to bed.
Before falling asleep I couldn't help but think back and speculate on who this Draco Malfoy is. What kind of person is he? Must be a nice, sunshine kind of guy to have so many admirers. I drifted off to a peaceful sleep, dreaming of my prince charming…whoever he may be.