Hey everybody! Since Paige is part of the slug club she'll be going to Slughorn's Christmas party and she will need a dress so I'm going to hold a contest PM, or post your dress submissions with your review. The winner of the contest will get to choose one of these prizes:
1. Get to create a character for the story
2. Have themselves put into the story (different than creating a character)
3. Decide who Paige goes to the party with
4. Give me a plot to write a short story with
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My week at the Potters' went surprisingly well! We played A Lot of Quidditch; so much that my hands had blisters on them from gripping my broom. Serena barley bothered us; she hates Quidditch. I enjoyed the week but now it was over and we were standing on platform 9 ¾. "Goodbye kids, enjoy yourselves at Hogwarts", Mr. Potter said giving each of his children a hug, and patting me on the shoulder. "Goodbye kids, have fun, James please stay out of trouble and work hard on your O.W.L.'s, oh and Lilly keep an eye on your brothers for me", Mrs. Potter said and attempted to give all her children kisses on their cheeks. She succeeded in giving Lilly and Albus kisses but James ducked out of the way. "C'mon Paige let's find seats together", James said. "'Kay" I said following him while dragging my trunk. We boarded the train and found a nearly empty compartment; James's cousin Rose was in it. "Let's sit with Rose", I said to James as I entered the compartment. "Hey Rose", James said as we both attempted to get our trunk onto the rack. "Hello James, and Paige", Rose said glancing up from History of Magic. "Rose, how many times have you read that book?" James asked flopping down in an empty seat. "if you must know, I've read it 25 times and counting", Rose said "If you ask me it wouldn't hurt you to read it too!" "Well I didn't ask you, did I?" James muttered. Rose sniffed and went back to her book. Why does James always have to offend Rose? She's really nice but seems to think James is a total idiot. She might be right. We spent the next ten minutes in silence until the train started to move. "Great we're off", I said chirpily. Just then Serena appeared at the door to our compartment. "Hi everybody! May I sit with you guys?" She asked us, without waiting for an answer she shoved me off my seat and sat down next to James. She did not just do that! How dare she? I jumped to my feet and yelled, "Excuse me we didn't say you could sit here! You just walked in her and shoved me out of my seat!" "It's okay Paige there's still a seat next to Rose; you can sit there", James said calmly. Did I just hear him right he'd rather sit next to my beautiful stepsister than me, what kind of friend was he. I sat next to Rose. "Here this will keep you entertained", she said handing me a book entitled Quidditch through the Ages. I'd read it a thousand times but I took it anyway. I spent the rest of the train ride listening to Serena go on and on about her life back in America, and staring down at the same page of Quidditch through the Ages, to angry to notice I was reading it upside down. When the train slowed down I grabbed my trunk and left the compartment first. Outside the train the wind was fierce it blew my robes around me and got my hair in my face. I stomped over to a carriage with three people in it; Fred, Louis, and Lucy, I knew them through James; they were his cousins. "May I join you guys?" I asked. I hoped against hop that they would say yes. "Yeah, I guess" Louis said. Yes! I climbed into the carriage and sat beside Louis. "Where's James? Normally you to go everywhere together", Lucy said frowning. "He's with my stepsister Serena", I said. "Oh I'm Sorry", Lucy said. The carriage started to rumble along. Good the sooner I got to the castle the better.
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I met back up with James in the great hall Serena wasn't with him. Thank god. He was already sitting at Gryffindor house table. I sat down next to him. "Hey Paige, you okay? You look mad", he said looking worried. I was glad to know that he seemed worried about me but I was still angry. "Oh no, why should I be angry? Just because my stepsister shoved me out of my seat and my BEST FRIEND didn't even stand up for me, there's no reason to be mad!" I said huffily. "Oh" James said frowning. He opened his mouth to say more but was interrupted by Pr. McGonagall calling, "Silence Please. The hall was suddenly silent; no one made so much as a peep. "This year we have a new student starting, her name is Serena Briggam and she will be in 5th year as she has recently moved here from America where she attended a different school of magic, she will be sorted before the first years", Pr. McGonagall said loudly. Pr. Longbottom hurried in with the sorting hat and stool followed closely by Serena. Serena sat on the stool and Pr. Longbottom placed the hat on her head. Please be Slytherin, please, please, please be Slytherin I thought over and over in my head. After several painfully long seconds the hat yelled out…. Gryffindor! No! Not Gryffindor! Serena ran over to James and me, and said "Can I sit by you James?" "Sorry Serena; I'm already sitting here with Paige", James said. "And that 7th year won't want to move", I said quickly pointing to the 7th year on the other side of James. "Oh" Serena said disdainfully, and walked away. "Thanks James", I whispered as the first years were being sorted. "You're welcome" He whispered back "after all; my best friend is more important to me than her stepsister." I felt a surge of warm affection towards James. I didn't stop smiling until food appeared on the golden dishes and everyone started to eat. I ate so much I could barely manage dessert when it appeared. After the feast everyone headed toward their house common rooms. After bidding James goodnight I climbed exhaustedly up the stairs to my dormitory, pulled on my pajamas, and flopped down on my bed. I closed my eyes and attempted to fall asleep but I couldn't my mind kept going over the last couple weeks from Serena's arrival to tonight's feast. Finally exhaustion won and I fell into a deep dreamless sleep
