-EMMA'S POV-
"Wow Emma, I wish I could go to Gryffindor." Luna said to me as I unfolded the letter.
"They are so loud! Why couldn't it have been Hufflepuff?"
"You wouldn't be able to get any work there either. They will keep asking you if you need something" Bree said
"Not helpful Bree"
"Well, I'll miss you! It'll be so boring without you."
"Aww, I'll miss you too but we still have Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, Muggle Studies, DADA, Potions and Herbology together." I said patting her on the back.
"Wow, I forgot how full our schedules sound when you put all of those together."
"Not really."
"Go pack! You have a new house to get to!"
"Fine, this time tomorrow, I will be eating dinner with the Gryffindors."
"That's the spirit." Bree says as I walk out to the Ravenclaw tower. I think to myself, 'This is my last night here. For a week, I will be sleeping with Gryffindors' I finish packing and grab my trunk, I drag it out of the tower, then inspiration strikes. "Windgardium Leviosa" I say after pulling out my wand and aiming it at my trunk. My trunk floats in the air and I aim my wand at the bottom of the staircase, it goes there as I run down after it. When I get to the bottom, a Red-headed Gryffindor, clearly a head boy, is waiting for me. "Hi, I'm Percy Weasley, I will escort you to the Gryffindor common room. Do you need any help?" He offered, looking at my trunk
"I'll manage, I'm a big girl" I say sarcastically while picking up my trunk. We walked to an oversized picture of a Fat Lady "Worrywart" He says, "This is the password for this week." He says as I nod. I walk in and see a common room, similar to my own, but with different colors. Everything feels so different. I see a girl with brown hair that I recognize from my Arithmancy class as Hermione Granger. She is more of a know-it-all then all Ravenclaws combined.
"Oh good, she is here. We have been waiting for ages haven't we Harry?"
"Cool your jets Hermione." I shoot back
"How do you know my name?"
"Huh, maybe because you are in the Arithmancy class I help teach?"
"Well is that because you weren't made a prefect?"
"Funny you say that, because last time I checked I was the one who wrote to Professor Dumbledore saying that I did not want to be prefect?"
"Why wouldn't you want to be a prefect?" A voice from the other side of the room asked. I could feel myself blushing "And why would you want to leave Ravenclaw?"
"Maybe because I don't want to be a prefect? And because I felt like it." I say spinning around, face to face with another boy, fifth year, another Red-head"
"Good enough an answer ain't it Gred?"
"Yep plenty good Forge."
"When you are done talking about me Fred and George, I would like to go to my room, do any of you know where that is?"
"It's over here Emma." A small second year calls from a staircase to my left. I walk over to her, still carrying my trunk.
"Thanks, Ginny, Right?"
"Yeah, sorry about Fred and George they mean well, there just a little much to handle sometimes"
"It's fine, I don't blame them, being around a pretty girl like me." I say flipping my hair
"Well, don't get your hopes up."
"Well then it's a good thing I was joking then wasn't it?"
"Perhaps."
"Well, thanks Ginny, wait, have you seen the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"
"Yeah, Ron says he is nice."
"That boy with Hermione?"
"Well, Ron and Harry."
"Potter right?"
"Yeah."
"You have a crush on Potter don't you Ginny?"
"What? No! How can you tell?"
"Well, you blushed when you said that he was Harry Potter and your voice sounded like you were impersonating Professor Trelawney."
"Whatever."
"Face it, I can read you like an open…" I trailed off, remembering what happened last year, she was taken into the so-called chamber of secrets.
"Book?"
"Oh yeah, you guys really do have a great view over here, I would kill for this view, we can see the lake but yours is way cooler." I say changing the subject.
"Yeah, I would kill for yours."
"You know the saying the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence?"
"No, is that a muggle saying?"
"Yeah, my dad always told it to me."
"You're muggleborn?"
"No, Half-Blood"
"Oh"
"Well, thanks for helping me Ginny,"
"Yeah, yeah I'll leave"
"Actually I was going to talk to you some more, but if you want to leave,"
"No, not really, not very many people talk to me, not after last year."
"Well, how were you supposed to know what that would happen, nothing on Horcruxes are even in the restricted section. Professor Dumbledore took them off the shelves besides, my cousin…" I trailed on ducking my head.
"What do you mean your cousin?"
"My mum was a muggleborn witch, her name was Skyler Evans, I doubt you have heard of her."
"Evans, like Lily Evans?"
"Yeah, Lily."
"You're related to Harry?"
"Well, yeah I guess."
"That's what you meant, when you said your cousin, she was killed by him."
"Yeah,"
"I'm sorry,"
"You're fine, it's fine, I just need to do my homework okay?"
"Classic Ravenclaw trying to get out of talking to people."
"Ha-ha."
"So, that's why you asked what I thought of professor Lupin?"
"Yes, I saw him a lot when I was a kid, up until a few years ago."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Well, I better let you do your homework." Ginny says winking at me. She walks out of the room.
