EmberRose: Chapter two! I'm so excited about this story! Oh, and Evangeline is pronounced uh-VAN-juh-LEEN. And Fia is pronounced FEE-uh. Like Mia!
Disclaimer: XxEmberRosexX doesn't own Harry Potter.
A week later, I stood in the Grand Hall of my school and breathed in a deep breath. I have half a year of freedom before I'm married off. My mother thought it would be so romantic to have it on Christmas. Hooray. Well, at least I won't have to see him.
"And now presenting our Seventh years going over across the seas to Hogwarts for this year!" Madame Stoll announced to the students. "Marie Welsh, Destiny Fuller," I shuttered at that name. The girl was an absolute nightmare. She always bullies me and Marie because we got a bunch of the main leads during the musicals. "Thomas Keen, Riley Baker, Madison Monroe, Tyler Smith, Aaron Wayfield, and Evangeline Faye."
Marie was my only real friend here. Since I transferred here from Britain a long, long time ago I was considered an outsider. At this school, everyone grew up together so everyone was friends. Marie came from Australia, so we kind of bonded over that.
"And our special student, who will be representing our school as the, well, school representative, is...Evangeline Faye!" Madame Stoll said loudly, with a broad smile. Polite applause went across the hall, and I had a feeling that if Destiny got Student Rep, she'd get hugs from everyone in the hall, along with the Golden Globe Award.
"Oh my gosh!" Marie squealed, jumping up and down on her heels, making her blond hair bounce. Her milky blue eyes flashed brightly, and she shot me one of her stunning smiles. "This is so exciting!"
"I know!" I exclaimed.
"If you work hard like these students did, you may have a chance to study at another wizarding school." Madame Stoll finished her speech proudly, earning a round of applause from the younger students. "And now we send these talented young minds to Hogwarts with a song!"
"This is so cheesy." I murmured to Marie, making her giggle.
Bright young minds
and talented ones too
Make up our proud school
Come to us with voices raised
and sing for us a song.
Dancing, painting, theater too,
Make us who we are.
We come in different shapes and sizes,
But we're still the same,
So for now we tell to you
We'll show our talent true.
"That song never gets old." Marie whispered to me. "Oh wait. It just did."
"It got old during our first year." I agreed, giggling lightly with her.
"Now I believe your Portkey is here, goodbye and good luck. Your usual professors will be there for your classes but for no other times. Your schedule waiting for you there, and have a wonderful time. Dumbledore is a wonderful headmaster." Madame Stoll said, before pointing to an old hairbrush on a table. Everyone grabbed it, and suddenly we were jerked forward by our navel. When we landed, we all stumbled and fell to the hard marble floor.
"And here are our new arrivals!" A voice announced as we struggled to our feet. "Please welcome our friends from Chicago's Institute of Creative Arts, and Magic!"
Applause broke out around the giant hall that we were in. Marie and I gasped as we saw the enchanted ceiling with candles floating in the air. Four tables were filled with students, and an old man with flowing robes stood in front of us, who I assumed was Dumbledore. As representative of our school, I stood and brushed off my uniform self consciously, a blue skirt with black leggings, and a white blouse, then smiled at the people in the hall.
"Hey, I'm Evangeline, but you can call me Ever, and I'm the student representative for our school. First I'd like to thank you on the behalf of my classmates for letting us stay here at your school! As you can see, we seriously know how to make an entrance." That earned me a few laughs. "And we can't wait to study with you guys."
Applause broke out from the tables, so I smiled and bowed my head respectfully.
"Thank you Ms. Evangeline." Dumbledore said, smiling lightly at me. I nodding at him, then stood back in line with my classmates. "Now, if you please will sit on the stool one by one, you will be sorted into temporary houses."
"Cool." I whispered to myself. I watched as Marie got put into Gryffindor, Destiny into Slytherin, Thomas Keen into Hufflepuff, Riley Baker into Slytherin, Madison Monroe into Ravenclaw, and Tyler Smith into Hufflepuff. I finally got up onto the stool and took a deep breath.
'So many possibilities.' A voice said in my head, making me jump.
'Um. Am I going crazy?' I asked the voice.
'You could go into Slytherin.' It said, echoing through my head. 'I can see that your connected there.'
'By who?'
'You'll find out.'
'You suck.'
'I also sense bravery.' It pondered, taking its sweet time. 'You also have ties to Gryffindor.
'Just put me somewhere.' I growled lightly in my head.
"Gryffindor!" It shouted out loud.
"Thank you for finally choosing." I muttered, before hopping off the stool and going to the Gryffindor table with Marie.
"Your not welcome here." A cold voice said next to my ear. I jumped and spun around in my seat to see Fia standing behind me with a grin. Her strange brown, almost red eyes twinkled with mischief, and her silky black hair was pulled into a simple ponytail. She was really tall, even by my standards.
"Fia!" I squealed, hugging her. She smirked at me and sat next to me. "I forgot you went to Hogwarts! It sounded so familiar!"
"Bloody hell, I only mentioned it a million times." She laughed, then waved to two twins down the bench. "I'm dating one of them. His name is Fred."
"Which one is that?" I asked in confusion.
"Um. Look! A bird!" She gasped, pointing at the ceiling.
"Really?" I questioned, rolling my eyes at her.
"Whatever. Here come sit with me and my friends." She offered, standing up.
"Wait, can Marie come?" I asked, gesturing to Marie.
"Oh! Your Marie! Ever has told me so much about you!" Fia exclaimed, hugging the small girl. Marie looked at Fia, shocked by her excitement.
"Um. Hi?" Marie squeaked, as Fia released her.
"Here, come sit with us." Fia laughed, pulling her up. As we sat with her and her friends, she started to introduce them. Harry had messy black hair and a scar on his forehead. Apparently he was the 'Chosen One' or something. Hermione had frizzy brown hair, and pretty brown eyes. Then came the gingers. First there was Ron, who of course, had red hair, and freckles. Everywhere. Then there was Harry's girlfriend Ginny, with long red hair and brown eyes like her brothers. Then there were the twins, Fred and George, that were exactly identical, both of them being tall and but not stringy. They had some muscle underneath their shirts.
"Um. Wow. Hey." I said, a bit overwhelmed.
"So your the famous, Evangeline." Harry observed, laughing at my face. I laughed nervously with him, smiling gently.
"She talks about me?" I asked, making them all laugh.
"She's so kind." Ron mimicked.
"She's pretty." Ginny added.
"She's a really good singer."
"She's cool."
"She's American!" They all chorused together.
"Wow." Was all I could say.
"Neville, why are you so late?" Hermione asked in a concerned voice as another boy came to sit with us.
"Malfoy." Neville snarled slightly. My face paled considerably.
"Um, what's his first name?" I asked in a very shaky voice.
"Draco, why?" Fia answered, scrunching her eyebrows together.
"You've got to be joking." I moaned, putting my head in my hands.
"Why?" Fia repeated.
"He's my fiancé." I muttered, shoving my plate away then looking up at the many shocked faces around me.
