AN: I am so sorry to those of you who have been waiting for an update, I have had a horrible writer's block on this story. I am skipping in time to when they arrive in the castle, right before the Sorting Ceremony.
As they entered the castle for the first time, Fred and George both made sure to keep a tight hold on Angel's arm, not wanting to lose their friend in the crowd. They worked their way to the front of the group of first-years, wanting to speak with Professor McGonagall before they went into the Great Hall. They half-listened to her pre-Sorting speech, waiting impatiently for her to finish, before approaching her at the end of it.
"Professor?"
Professor McGonagall turned to face the trio.
"Yes?"
"It's about our friend here - "
"You see, he doesn't know his real name, so we wanted to give you a name to call him by so he can get sorted," George finished, seeing his twin's hesitation.
"Oh? What was the name on his Hogwarts letter? I will need to see that," Professor McGonagall replied, looking to the twins' smaller companion.
Angel reached into the folds of his robe and pulled out the letter, silently offering it to the teacher. Professor McGonagall looked at the front of the envelope, her eyes widening in surprise.
"And what name should we call you by?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly as she looked at the smaller boy.
"Angel Prewett. We're going to tell everyone he's Becky's cousin; I'm sure she won't mind," George replied.
"Very well. I will be sure to call him with that name to be sorted."
Professor McGonagall then went to the door and led the first-years into the Great Hall. The twins saw as they went into the hall that Angel was becoming extremely nervous, and spent the entire time the Sorting Hat sang trying to get their friend to relax. The trio payed little attention to most of the ceremony, only looking up when McGonagall called for Angel.
"Go on, we'll follow you in a couple minutes. Go sit by Charlie if you get sorted into Gryffindor, or by Tonks if you get sorted into Hufflepuff," Fred whispered as he pushed Angel up to the front.
Angel looked back nervously before sitting on the stool.
"Hmm, you are an interesting one."
Angel flinched back, startled by the voice inside his head.
"You're quite successful at hiding things from others, so you could do well in Slytherin... but you're also quite similar to your parents, both Gryffindors... Ah, I see you have met the Weasleys, Gryffindors, every single one of them... I think I am inclined to putting you in GRYFFINDOR!"
This last part was shouted for the entire hall to hear. Angel ignored the applause as he went to sit next to Charlie and Percy, who she had met earlier on the train. Charlie silently returned Angel's guitar, which he had been holding onto so that nothing could happen to it during the boat ride - he still remembered Tonks falling out of the boat their first year.
Angel paid little attention to his classmates being sorted until Fred's name was called. He watched the Sorting Hat be placed on Fred's head and continued staring, not blinking, for several seconds until the Hat shouted, "Gryffindor!" He continued to watch the front as George went to take Fred's place on the stool, not noticing when Fred slid into the seat next to him. After a few seconds, the Sorting Hat once again shouted, "Gryffindor!" prompting George to run over to Angel and Fred with a huge grin on his face. He quietly sat down on the other side of Fred as Angel once again stopped paying attention to what was going on.
By the time the feast itself actually began, Angel had fallen asleep, leaning against Fred. The Weasleys quietly ate their supper, not wanting to wake their new friend, while slipping little bits of food into their pockets for Angel to eat later.
After the feast, Charlie quietly picked up Angel, noting how light the poor child was, and gestured for the twins to follow him as he went to stand by the other prefect. The three of them brought up the back of the group of Gryffindor first-years, making sure no one wandered off and got lost on the way to the Common Room - another thing Tonks had done their first year, and every year since.
In the Common Room, they paid little attention to the other prefect as she went over the rules and such for the first-years to follow. After the prefect's speech, Charlie led the first-year boys to their dormitory.
At the back of the room, they found three beds pushed together; two of the beds had the twins' trunks in front of them, and Charlie assumed the third was Angel's. He gently set the child on the bed, pulling the blanket up to cover him, before returning to his own dormitory. The twins quietly changed into their pajamas before crawling under the covers next to Angel, each protectively wrapping their arms around their new friend before falling asleep.
AN: Once again, I am very sorry for tasking so long to update. I will do my best to update again within the next week.
Please let me know what you think of the story so far!
