Chapter 4- The feast, bed and a surprise
After all the first years had been sorted, every kind of food you could imagine appeared in front of the students. There was roast, fish and chips, bacon, eggs, peas, gravy, and strangely, there were also lemon sherbets. The students piled their plates high with mouthwatering meals.
"This is amazing!" cried Mia
Albus got a terrible surprise when a ghostly head appeared out of his plate of lasagne and spoke
"Hello, how are you?" He asked, rising up out of the food to hover above the table. He was wearing an old fashioned set of Tudor looking robes and a large ruff around his neck.
"Fine" Albus replied, still a little shocked.
"I am Sir Nicholas de mimsy porpington, the resident ghost of Gryffindor tower. Also known as nearly headless Nick." He pulled on his left ear and part of his head came off.
"But I am not at all like the Bloody baron over there" He pointed over at the Slytherin table, a look of strong dislike on his ghostly face.
On the other side of the room, a horrible looking ghost was swooping around the Slytherins, cackling nastily. He was covered in a silvery substance that looked awfully like blood to Albus.
After all the students were full with delicious food, the feast vanished, leaving the plates gleaming clean again. The students then fell silent, to listen to professor McGonagall
"Welcome students!" Smiled professor McGonagall. This year, I need to tell you that the Slytherin dungeons will not be fit to live in, and so extra beds have been placed in Gryffindor tower."
Many groans from the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables echoed around the hall.
As usual, the forest is a banned area. Oh, and I forgot to tell you, students, that if you do venture into the Slytherin dungeons, you may never come out. That is all."
She turned away from the school and walked out of the room. At once, the first years who were in Gryffindor and Slytherin followed a prefect towards a marble staircase, which led to many more staircases.
"Wow!" said rose Weasley, smiling, as they climbed the wide stone stairs. "this is much better than Mum and dad described it!"
"It is rather amazing isn't it!" cried Mia, happily, as they were walking along a long, wide corridor. Grand paintings were hung along the walls, their inhabitants running up and down inside them, whispering excitedly about the new intake of first years.
"Aaah! Aren't they sweet?" cried a lady, who was painted inside a rather beautiful painting of a lush meadow.
Eventually, after climbing a long, winding staircase, the Gryffindors emerged into a beautiful common room. Thick red and gold carpets lined the floors, whilst large, squashy armchairs were arranged in a cosy looking circle around a roaring fire.
The boys all climbed yet more stairs, until they reached their dormitory. Albus was so completely tired that he changed into his pajamas straight away. Without realizing that he had put his trousers on back to front, he collapsed onto his four poster bed and fell fast asleep.
Albus awoke in the pitch blackness. It was surely still the middle of the night. So why had he woken up? He turned round onto his back with his eyes closed. When he opened them, he was looking straight into the face of Scorpius malfoy. And he was smiling nastily, with his wand raised..