Theodora Rosier, watched as her niece bounced up and down so full of joy. Since she'd received her letter she'd been so happy. Theo felt pride surge through her. The two had been shopping and Jasmine was packed and ready for school. The pair got off the train from Edinburgh Waverley railway station, at Hogsmeade. After contacting Minerva, Theo had arranged to meet with her the day before term. Standing a elegant grey robes, was Minerva McGollagal, beside a carriage pulled by Thestrals.
"Oh Minerva, you haven't aged a day." Theo said hugging him tight.
"Theodora, you look wonderful my dear." She turned her attention to Jasmine, and she looked to her with awe. "Miss Jasmine Rosier, you have grown. I remember when you were just a... Sorry I'm ahead of myself it seems. Come, lets head back to the castle. It's getting late."
The trip to the castle barely lasted more then five minutes. Once the group landed a large man with a bushy black beard came over and unloaded the carriage, before tending to the Thestrals. "Welcome to Hogwarts, Miss Rosier. If you'd like to please follow Hagrid he'll show you to the room you'll be sleeping in tonight." Jasmine waits for Hagrid to finish with the Thestrals, as Minerva and Theo make their way up stairs to the Headmistress's Office.
"She certainly has grown into a beautiful young lady, she looks so much like him."
"Is it true, he died?" Minerva nods, her lips pursed, like someone wanting to say more but is unable. "and her mother?"
"She has yet to leave. It wont be long now" Theo's turn to nod. "Jasmine will be fine. We had to keep her from study here when her mother was a student. Now it's safe for her. Neither shall suspect a thing."
"So tell me about young Jasmine."
"Top of her class as expected with parents like hers. Prefect. Sweet caring girl, who is very guarded with others. She trusts so few, but is very loyal to those she trusts. Extremely brave and very, very cunning... She'll be hard to hat that's for sure."
"She took to muggle life okay?"
"As well as could be expected. I don't belong in this world... But young Jasmine does. She took to both worlds and learning to balance them marvelously. But it hasn't always been this perfect. When her mother left, she got so upset broke every window in the house that night as she slept screaming. Nightmares and magic children are not fun, I can assure you... She stopped talking. Didn't utter a word for two whole years. John finally managed to get her talking. They used to sing together, her and my John. That war took to many innocent lives..."
The ladies spent a long time chatting before meeting with Jasmine, who had spent the rest of the afternoon helping Hagrid to feed various creatures. The group made their way to the Great Hall for dinner. A somewhat chatty Jasmine talking all about her old school and listening to the teachers talk about Hogwarts.
Theo slept with Jasmine in a lovely room on the fourth floor. The two went to bed early, so Theo could go home on the first train the next day.
The next day was filled with a lot of fuss as the staff finished preparations for the new school year. Jasmine saw Theo off at Hogsmeade and then returned to the castle. After being told to change into plain robes and doing so. Jasmine went skipping down the halls looking around it wasn't long before she found the library and settled in to do some reading. Somewhat disappointed the library was smaller then the one at her old school.
Lost deep in her book she hardly noticed the man who had entered, bustling about searching for the book he wanted. Spotting the girl at the table he asked her what book she was reading. "A truly fascinating book called..." Reads off the spine, "Men Who Love Dragons Too Much." The man looks disheartened and continues his search. Jasmine returns to her book shaking her head.
Hours past and Jasmine continued to read. Her tummy grumbled at lunch time but she took no notice. Skipping lunch so absorbed in the wondrous world of books. Finishing her eighth book Jasmine returns it to it's place and goes to another shelf. This one fiction novels so she skips it and moves to the next shelf. Her hand grabbed randomly for a book and she returns to the table with, "Wandless Magic for Beginners." A smile creeps across her lips as she indulges herself with the delights of knowledge.
The light soon started to fade and the torches lit. a rumbling noise came from down stairs, causing Jasmine to look about. Her tummy growled again and she noticed the aching feeling of hunger. Closing the book but remembering the page number Jasmine headed down stairs to the Great Hall, only to meet a group of first years in the Entrance Hall. Standing in the hall, she bit her lip and thumbed a silver locket around her neck. The locket played a soothing song that only she could hear.
After awhile a short older man introduced himself, standing on the stairs to give him height. "Welcome to Hogwarts, I am Professor Filius Flitwick, Deputy Headmaster and Head of Ravenclaw House. In a moment we will walk through those doors," he indicated the doors to the Great Hall. "And we'll make our way quietly to the front, then each of you in turn will be called to place the Sorting Hat on your head. The Hat shall call out an name and you'll sit with you your House. They are Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Slytherin." A long pause as the students talked amung themselves about the houses. Then Flitwick cleared his throat. "Follow me." He lead the students into the hall and gasps were herd all around.
The first years all sorted into their houses and last came Jasmine's turn. Now slightly nervouis she thumbed the necklace so it played the soothing song and marched up to the chair, sitting down. The Sorting Hat placed on her head and she wondered quietly to herself if the hat might have lice and weather she should treat her hair just in case. The Hat came to life and some what insulted started to speak to her in her mind. "No young lady, I do not have lice... Now lets see... You're older then most I Hat, but we'll find your place. A lot of pain? Distrust in a lot of people and a lot of Self-Preservation because of this... Great Leadership and very resourceful... Great courage in times of danger. Loyalty to those who are worthy and a lot of Intelligence. A thriving for knowledge, very creative... Now where to put you? Where do you belong?"
The Hall had been silent as the Hat took a very long time in Jasmine's head. Whispered conversations about the girl broke out. Still the Hat took its time, shuffling through memories trying to find the right House.
"You're a very hard one to hat, Miss Rosier... I think... Let you help bring unity to the castle..."
The Professors each broke out into chatter about the young girl. Jasmine bit her lip the sensation of her mind being sorted through made her feel a little unwell and she feel her privacy had been violated but uttered no word. She sat hoping the hat would hurry up, everyone was staring at her and talking about her and why did he feel the need to tell her about who she is?
Authors Notes
So the Sorting Hat speaking in her mind is Bold and Italic to set it out from the rest of the story.
Okay so a cliffhanger, sorry... I'm really struggling to thing of which house she should be in. Ravenclaw, Gryffindor or Slytherin. What do you think?
Disclamer
I Do Not own Harry Potter, or any of the characters/plots in the books/movies.
Dedications
I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my first reviewer, Lilly (madbrat). So thank you. Also thanks to those who have put up story alerts and even favoriting this story, it lets me know just how much you are enjoying reading it.
Lilly (madbrat) : thank you for pointing out my mistake not I'm not annoyed by this but when i went to find the section you told me about i was unable to see it. maybe you could message me the passage highlighting the error?