The Magical Adventures of Sabrina Spellman

by TJ Boswell

Sabrina Spellman is visited by a Hogwarts teacher who explains that she has been accepted at the school. Unexpectedly, she will be starting out in her fifth year of Hogwarts since she was raised in the United States and never attended magical school there. At Hogwarts, she gains friends and enemies. Pairings are to be determined. Rated T

2. Journey to Hogwarts

THE MAGICAL ADVENTURES OF SABRINA SPELLMAN

CHAPTER 2: JOURNEY TO HOGWARTS

On the first of September, Sabrina and her two aunts arrived at King's Cross Station. "Okay," said Sabrina while glancing at her ticket, "we have to find Platform Nine and Three-Quarters...where is it?"

"Well," said Aunt Hilda, "I believe it should be between platforms nine and ten, but I don't see anything." Sabrina sighed sadly. She was right. There was nothing between the two platforms. "Maybe we should ask for directions?"

"Oh, Hilda," said Aunt Zelda with a small chuckle, "we are Spellmans. We don't ask for directions." She glanced around the area in deep thought for a few minutes and finally said, "Let's try walking toward that wall between platforms nine and ten and see what happens." The trio slowly walked forward, Sabrina pushing the trolley holding her trunk and Salem's cage, and walked through the wall. Sabrina's eyes widened in surprise when she saw a large scarlet steam engine and several children boarding the train. A boy her age with messy jet-black hair and round glasses was staring at something in the distance, but she took no notice.

"I think we made it, Aunt Z," said Sabrina with a grin. She hugged her two aunts and headed for the train. Three boys were standing near the entrance to one of the carriages on the train. "Excuse me," Sabrina said cheerfully to them, "can you please let me through?" The pale boy with white-blonde hair scowled at her. "Is there a problem?"

"This," he said gesturing to the carriage she was looking forward to boarding, "is the Slytherin carriage. It's only for Slytherin students." The two larger boys grunted their agreement.

Sabrina sighed. "Okay, well, until I find out which House I'm in, I'm going to join you whether you like it or not." The blonde boy looked mildly surprised. "I'm Sabrina Spellman."

"Draco Malfoy," he said, "and this is Crabbe and Goyle." Sabrina smiled at the two larger boys. "You're new to Hogwarts, then?" She nodded. "Yes, I heard from Father that Hogwarts was gaining a new student, though they aren't first year. I guess that'll be you, then?"

"That's right," said Sabrina. "You got a problem with that?" Draco shrugged and let her board. Sabrina walked along the corridor looking for a compartment she could sit in for a minute before finding one with a dark-skinned boy that made her think of her cousin Ambrose. "Hi, do you mind if I sit here?" The boy shrugged and she sat down. "I'm Sabrina Spellman. I know that new students are normally first years, but I'm an exception thanks to the headmaster. Not sure why, though."

The boy looked at her and grinned. "The name's Blaise Zabini," he said. "Yeah, you're right. First years are normally the new students but wth Hogwarts, you really have to expect the unexpected." She grinned back at him. "So, where are you from, Miss Spellman? You sound American."

Sabrina nodded. "I'm from a small town called Greendale. We moved to England over the summer and I was visited by Professor Snape. He told me that I was invited to Hogwarts." Blaise nodded. "I don't know which House I'll be sorted into, though. Professor Snape told me all about the Houses and...well, I'm not sure which one the Sorting Hat will sort me into."

"Well," said Blaise with a friendly smile, "whichever House you get into, I'll still be your friend." Sabrina smiled back and Salem watched them. "Did you study the books?"

"Yeah, I'm not sure what to think about the Defense Agains the Dark Arts textbook, though. I practically learned nothing from it." Sabrina said. Blaise nodded again.

The train stopped and the students got off the train. Sabrina joined Blaise, Draco and Crabbe and Goyle in one of the carriages. She saw a skeletal winged horse connected to the carriage. "What is that?" she asked in a whisper. "That thing pulling the carriage?"

"That," said Blaise, "is a Thestral. Very smart creatures and very good with directions. Professor Dumbledore uses them when he doesn't want to Apparate or is too tired for long travels." He looked at her and added, "Have you seen someone die?" Sabrina nodded. "That's why you can see them. They're normally invisible to most people." Sabrina didn't know how to respond. She was more focused on which House she would be sorted into.

Sabrina entered the Great Hall and instantly felt a wave of nausea. There were so many people watching her. A stern-looking woman wearing green robes and her hair in a tight bun approached her. "You must be Miss Spellman." Sabrina nodded. "I am Professor McGonagall, deputy headmistress of the school. Now, I want you to join the first years for the Sorting Ceremony. When I call your name, you will sit on the stool in front of the hall and I will place the Sorting Hat on your head. The hat will announce which House you belong to." Sabrina stood in line with the other first years and waited for her name to be called. McGonagall called each new student's name in alphabetical order. After nearly a half-hour, McGonagall called, "Spellman, Sabrina!" and Sabrina sat on the stool with the whole school watching her intently.

She heard a voice speaking to her in her head. "Ah, yes, Sabrina Spellman, the first Spellman to enter Hogwarts," the hat said. "Your cunning and determination overshadow your bravery. Better be SLYTHERIN!" Sabrina stood up and made her way to the table nearest her where Draco Malfoy and his friends were sitting. She sat beside Blaise who shook her hand happily.

Sabrina watched as Professor Dumbledore approached the podium and began to speak. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" he announced. "We have a couple of changes in staffing this year. First, I'd like to introduce you to Professor Grubbly-Plank who will be teaching Care of Magical Creatures while Professor Hagrid is on temporary leave." The teacher he mentioned stood up and the students applauded her. "Also, I wish to introduce you to Dolores Umbridge who will be taking Defense Against the Dark Arts. I hope you will all join me in wishing our new teacher good luck." Sabrina watched as a short, plump woman with a toad-like face and short curly brown hair wearing pink stood up smiling. "Our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has informed me there will be no magic in the corridors and there is also a ban on many items. A full list will be on his office door. Now..." The headmaster's words were interrupted by Professor Umbridge who was now standing next to Dumbledore who looked surprised.

"Thank you, Headmaster, for those kind words of welcome," said Umbridge in a sweet, high-pitched voice. Sabrina had the sudden urge to vomit at the sound. "And I am so very happy to see all of your happy faces smiling up at me." Sabrina glanced around and noticed that nobody was smiling at all. "I am sure we will all be very good friends." The short woman's voice became more serious as she spoke. "The Ministry of Magic considers the education of young witches and wizards to be of vital importance. Progress for progress' sake must be discouraged. Let's perfect what can be perfected and prune practices that ought to be prohibited." With that said, she sat down again.

Sabrina didn't know much about the Wizarding laws in England, but she did know for sure that the Ministry of Magic here was trying to interfere with the daily routines. She followed the Prefect, who just happened to be Draco Malfoy, and the other Slytherins down to the dungeons. "Now," he said in a slightly bored tone, "you'll probably get lost trying to find the common room, but if you find a fellow Slytherin, just ask if you do get lost." They stopped at a stone wall. "Just say the password and you'll gain entrance to the common room." He faced the wall and said, "Parseltongue," and the door slid open to let them in. Sabrina gasped at the large room she looked at. The walls were made of stone and the floor-to-ceiling windows cast a green light when the sun hit since the room was below the lake. "This is the Slytherin common room. You will spend your free time here whether you study or just hang out with your other classmates. The girls' dorms are on the right and the boys' dorms are on the left. You will find your trunks and other things that you own in your dorm already."

Sabrina sat on the edge of her four-poster bed gently petting Salem behind the ears. "I think I'll like it here, Salem," she said happily. "It feels like home."

"Yeah," he said, "I like it here, too. Especially the food." Sabrina laughed and Salem added, "So, do you think you'll find a boyfriend here? I found a few options for you."

Sabrina gave him a stern look. "Let me deal with my love life. After my breakup with Harvey, I don't know if I'll ever find someone like him."

"That's the problem, Sabrina," Salem said wisely. "You're looking for someone like Harvey. Maybe you should find someone like you." Sabrina gave that some thought and agreed "Just think of it like this. You need someone who can bring out the real you. Just focus on that and narrow down the options a bit."

"Thanks, Salem," said Sabrina patting his head. "Who knew you could be so helpful with the love life?" Salem shrugged and curled up to go to sleep as some of Sabrina's roommates entered the dormitory. "Hi, girls. I'm sorry, I never got your names."

"I'm Pansy Parkinson," one of the girls said. "It's very nice to meet you." Sabrina shook her hand. "Beautiful cat, by the way."

"Yeah, he's great," Sabrina agreed. "Who are the others?"

"This is Millicent Bulstrode, Tracey Davis and Daphne Greengrass." Pansy said gesturing to each girl in turn. "So, do you know which classes you'll be taking along with the core classes?"

"Well," Sabrina said bringing out a short list that Professor Snape gave her to look over, "I was hoping you'd be able to help me figure that out. Tell me what each class is like." The other girls agreed to her suggestion and joined her on her bed. "Tell me about Care of Magical Creatures."

"Care of Magical Creatures is not too bad," said Pansy. "Professor Hagrid, who we found out is not here right now, is different than most teachers. He just started a couple of years ago in our third year. He has a tendency to show us monstrous creatures like hippogriffs and Blast-Ended Skrewts, but he also showed us Nifflers and flobberworms, so, all in all, the class is interesting."

"Okay," said Sabrina marking the class with a check mark, "I'll take that one. How about Muggle Studies?"

"Neither one of us takes that class, but there is someone who does." Millicent said. "Hermione Granger from Gryffindor. She started taking Muggle Studies two years ago and, from what she's said about it to Potter and Weasley, it's not bad. She also takes Arithmancy and Ancient Runes."

"Right. Muggle Studies it is. What about Divination?" Sabrina said. The other girls went into a long tale about the teacher named Professor Trelawney, who they considered to be more of a fraud than anything. "Well, I think I'll give that a try. So, what should I have to know about Hogwarts that I haven't been told already?"

"Well, the staircases move a lot, so you may get lost sometimes," said Tracey, "and there are ghosts here. Our House Ghost is the Bloody Baron; Gryffindor's is Nearly-Headless Nick; Hufflepuff has the Fat Friar and Ravenclaw has the Grey Lady. Be very careful of Peeves the Poltergeist. He's pretty crafty." Sabrina nodded. "Classes are pretty interesting most times. Transfiguration is pretty hard considering you have to know the theory behind every spell you cast. Charms is great. Professor Flitwick is friendly and will help you if you have trouble. You'll find Potions to be difficult sometimes, but that's mostly because the potions we're to brew get harder every year, and Defense Against the Dark Arts...well, let's just say we've had a few interesting teachers in the past few years."

"Yeah, our favorite was Professor Lupin," said Millicent, "but he turned out to be a werewolf." Sabrina gasped. "Lupin helped Potter learn a spell called the Patronus Charm, which he incidentally used in the presence of his Muggle cousin over the summer because he claims two Dementors, beings who can suck the soul from your body, tried to attack him. He was brought into the Ministry for a hearing before school started and got cleared of all charges thanks to Dumbledore."

"Damn," Sabrina said. "Well, I'm going to bed. I need enough rest if I want to be focused for classes tomorrow." The other girls nodded and went to their beds. Sabrina covered up and fell asleep right away.

The next morning, Sabrina woke up in a very cheerful mood as she walked with her other classmates to breakfast. Draco Malfoy was very interested in her past and was very sympathetic when he found out about her most recent relationship failure. "I'm sorry you went through that, Spellman," he said patting her shoulder gently. They sat down at the table and grabbed their food. "On the bright side, have you ever thought of trying out for Quidditch?"

"No, and I really don't know anything about it." Sabrina explained. "I'll give it some thought, though." She was almost finished eating when Professor Snape tapped her on the shoulder. "Oh, hi, Professor. What can I help you with?"

"I am here to ask you which classes you would like to take along with your core classes," said Snape. "Have you given them any thought?"

"Yes. I'd like to take Care of Magical Creatures, Divination and Muggle Studies." Sabrina explained. Snape tapped a blank timetable with his wand and her schedule appeared on it. "Looks like we have History of Magic first thing." Once she was done eating, Sabrina and her new friends headed to the fourth floor. When she and the others sat down at their desks, Sabrina noticed that the teacher was a ghost. Professor Binns did roll call and then started the lecture on giant wars. Unlike most of the class, Sabrina did not fall asleep during class. Instead, she took notes and compared them to the textbook titled A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot.

After History of Magic, Sabrina and some of her classmates went to the grounds for Care of Magical Creatures. The substitute teacher, Professor Grubbly-Plank, stood near the gamekeeper's cabin as the class crowded around her. "Good afternoon, everyone," she said. "Can anyone tell me what I have on this table?" Unsurprisingly, Hermione Granger's hand rose. "Yes, Miss Granger?"

"That's a bowtruckle," she said.

"Very good. Ten points to Gryffindor." The teacher picked up a bowtruckle. "These little creatures live mostly in trees whose wood are made into wands. They eat wood lice. Now, their fingers are very sharp which can be used to dig out wood lice and, if they are threatened, will try to gouge out your eyes." Sabrina took notes on the subject. "You will attempt to take care of your bowtruckle today by feeding them wood lice."

Sabrina and Draco moved to the table to get their bowtruckle and some wood lice. "This is actually fun," Sabrina told Draco as they sat down in the grass watching the bowtruckle eat the lice. "These are pretty cute."

"Yeah, I suppose so," he said. "Better than that blasted Hippogriff Hagrid showed us on his first day teaching this subject. The bloody beast attacked me!"

"Only because you were too stupid to listen to what Hagrid said, Malfoy!" Harry Potter said angrily. Draco stood up and went for his wand, but Sabrina stopped him. "So, Spellman, you think that Professor Grubbly-Plank's a better teacher than Hagrid?"

Sabrina marched up to Harry and said through clenched teeth, "I never said that, Potter! Hell, I don't even know Hagrid, so I suggest you shut up before I show you what a Spellman can do." Harry laughed at her. "Oh, you think that's funny? I may be a nice person, Harry Potter, but cross me and you will not like me." He scoffed and walked away with Ron Weasley behind him. The only one who stayed was Hermione Granger. "Why are you still here?"

"Well, I happen to mostly agree with you that this lesson is really interesting," said Hermione, "and I was wondering if you'd like to walk to Muggle Studies with me after lunch. Harry and Ron aren't taking the class, so I need someone to talk to at least." Sabrina shrugged. "Meet me in the entrance hall after lunch and we'll walk together." Sabrina nodded. "By the way, just because you're in Slytherin doesn't mean you can't be friends with a Gryffindor. Whoever told you that needs to learn a few things."

"Right, I'll see you after lunch, then," said Sabrina, "and I'm sorry about getting hostile toward your friend. I think he needs a Cheering Charm or two." Hermione giggled and hurried off after her friends while Sabrina and Draco handed their bowtruckle to Professor Grubbly-Plank at the end of class.

After lunch, Sabrina met Hermione in the entrance hall for Muggle Studies with Professor Burbage. "You're a lot nicer than Harry is," Sabrina said as they walked up the stairs to their class. "I've been hearing a lot about him from my friends and some say he's pretty nice."

"He normally is," said Hermione, "but lately he's been in a bad mood and I'm trying to figure out why. Over the summer, we were staying at his godfather's house. The first night he got there, he practicall bit my head off because Professor Dumbledore asked Ron and me to not tell him much in our letters and then he had this hearing at the Ministry for casting the Patronus Charm in front of his cousin, which only made things worse."

"Did something happen to him to make him act like this?" Sabrina asked.

"Well, Harry was chosen to compete in a deadly tournament between three schools: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and Durmstrang Institute of Magic. Normally one student from each school is chosen to represent their schools in the tournament, but Harry's name was picked because some Death Eater - a follower of Voldemort's - put his name in the Goblet of Fire and he had to compete. At the end of the tournament, Harry was taken to a graveyard where one of our classmates, Cedric Diggory, was killed and Harry duelled Lord Voldemort. The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher last year was a Death Eater using a potion to transform them into another person. It turns out that Death Eater that Harry thought was the teacher was the one who put his name in the Goblet and tried to get him killed."

"Yeah, I can see how that would really make him mad." Sabrina said nodding. "Maybe I should apologize to him for how I treated him. I didn't know anything about that." Hermione nodded. "Well, here we are." They stopped at the door to the classroom and went inside. "I'm actually half mortal, so I know a little about Muggles, but I'd like to learn this subject from a wizard's point of view." They took their seats and began the lesson. Sabrina was very excited to learn how wizards thought about the mortals and had a general idea of what was going on.

After that class was Potions with Professor Snape, which Sabrina was looking forward to. She took a seat next to Blaise Zabini, who smiled at her. "For today's lesson, you will be brewing the Draught of Peace." Snape explained. "This potion relieves anxiety and agitation. The instructions for this potion are on the blackboard." The whole class began their brewing and after nearly a half-hour, Sabrina heard Snape talking to Harry Potter. "What is this supposed to be, Potter?" he said.

"The Draught of Peace," Harry said not looking at him.

"Tell me, Potter, can you read?" Snape asked. Most of the class laughed. Harry nodded. "Read the last line for me."

"'Simmering lowers heat. Add seven drops of syrup of hellebore.'" Harry read. Snape then asked if he had done everything on the blackboard. "No, I didn't. I forgot to add the syrup of hellebore."

"That's right, Potter," Snape sneered. "You will receive a zero for the day." He waved his wand over Harry's cauldron muttering, "Evanesco!" The contents in the potion vanished leaving Harry particularly angry. Snape then walked over to Sabrina's cauldron. "Very good, Miss Spellman. Your potion is the exact color the instructions say for it to be. Five points to Slytherin"

After the class ended, Sabrina caught up with Harry who was walking down the corridor. "What do you want, Spellman?" he snarled.

"Okay," Sabrina said stopping him, "first, you don't have to have that attitude with me. I only came to apologize for my attitude earlier today and to say that I'm sorry for what you witnessed. Hermione told me about your duel with Voldemort." Harry nodded. "I know you don't like Slytherins much, and I respect that, butI really would like to be your friend and, if you'll let me, I'd like to help you."

"Okay," Harry said calming down a little. "I'm sorry for snapping at you during Care of Magical Creatures. I thought that you liked Professor Grubbly-Plank better than Hagrid."

"First off," Sabrina told him, "I don't know Hagrid because he's not even here for me to meet him. Second, I love that class because I get to learn stuff about creatures I never knew existed." He nodded. "So, what do you say, Harry? Are we friends?" She held out her hand for him to shake. Harry smiled and shook her hand. She noticed something wrong with his left hand and looked at it. The words 'I must not tell lies' was engraved in his skin. "What happpened to you?"

"Umbridge gave me detention for saying that Voldemort's back." Harry explained as they walked to the entrance hall. "She had me write lines with a 'special' quill of hers that, apparently, writes in your own blood instead of ink."

"You need to see Professor McGonagall or someone, Harry," said Sabrina. "Come on. Let's go to McGonagall." Harry was not willing to do this, but decided not to cross her, so they walked to McGonagall's office. "Professor, we have a problem." Professor McGonagall looked at Harry's hand.

"What happened, Potter?" she asked. "Who did this?"

"Professor Umbridge," Harry replied. "I told her that You-Know-Who is back and she gave lines for detention using a special quill of hers."

"Apparently," Sabrina said bitterly, "that quill uses the person's blood as ink." McGonagall's face paled. "Can you do anything about this?"

McGonagall nodded. "I assure you, Potter, I will have a talk with Dolores. This will not happen again." Sabrina thanked the Head of Gryffindor with a kind smile and she and Harry walked out of the room.

"Thanks for helping me," he said. "I feel really bad for snapping at you like that."

"For the last time, Harry," said Sabrina, "I forgive you. Stop apologizing." He grinned and turned towad the Grand Staircase with a quick good night. Sabrina entered the Slytherin common room and saw Draco sitting by himself. Salem jumped into her lap once she sat down and curled up for a nap. "What's up, Draco?"

"I was just waiting for you," he said casually. "So, where did you go?" Sabrina told him about her meeting with Harry and going to see McGonagall. "So, Professor Umbridge used some kind of 'special' quill that uses a person's blood as ink?" She nodded. "You know Potter and I don't get along, but I don't exactly hate him enough for that to happen." Sabrina nodded. "Besides, I wanted to ask you something."

"Okay, what is it you want to ask me?" Sabrina asked slightly surprised.

"Well, you know there's a Hogsmeade trip coming up this weekend, right?" he said. She nodded. "Well, would you like to go with me?"

Sabrina sat there shocked for a moment until she finally found her voice. "Draco, I don't mean to sound mean but I'm not exactly ready for a relationship right now. I just met you almost a week ago and I barely know you."

"I'm not asking you out, Sabrina," said Draco, "but I thought you'd like to have a little fun. There's a few shops I think you'd like there." She smiled and decided to go with him. "Excellent. The first place I'll take you to is Honeyduke's Sweet Shop. There's a wide selection of sweets you should try. After that we'll go to Zonko's Joke Shop and then, if you want to, we can go to the Three Broomsticks for a Butterbeer."

"Sounds fun," said Sabrina. "Well, I think I should get to bed. I've had a long day." She walked up the stairs to her dormitory, changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed. "Good night, Salem." The cat yawned and stretched out closing his eyes. Sabrina fell asleep immediately.