Sorry guys, this chapter is a bit shorter again. The next ones will be longer, I promise. Oh, and I hope not all of you think my OC's are Mary-Sue, cuz' I don't think they are (not very much, at least )

REWRITTEN


Ch. 4 My House

POV BELLA MCLAGGEN:

"Hi there," the twin closest to me said. "I'm Fred."

"Fred Weasley, right?" I said, acknowledging his red hair.

My Dad, who worked at the Ministry, loved to talk about his colleagues over dinner. Arthur Weasley was one of them. My Dad always said he was a sympathetic guy and a real family man, but quite a hand-full to work with.

"The one and only," he replied.

I snickered and remembered Ron's teddy bear anecdote from the train, among other things.

"Ron told me about you," I explained.

"What did he tell you?" Fred asked.

"You told him he had to fight a troll to get Sorted."

The other twin chuckled. "The look on his face!"

"Hey!" Ron protested, sitting across the table, next to Harry.

"I'm George, by the way," the other twin said.

"The troublemakers of the school," Ron said.

"What kind of trouble do you cause?" I asked interestedly.

I had quite a reputation at my old school and I always wondered what would happen if I didn't have to rein in the pranks anymore, and I could go wild with magic ones.

"Mostly pranks," Fred and George said in unison.

I grinned mischievously. "That is interesting," I said. "Very interesting."

Albus Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He was beaming at the students, him arms opened wide, as if nothing could have pleased him more than to see us all there. Cormac, my brother, always spoke highly of the man. Wise, old, and did not take himself too seriously.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"

He sat back down. I just grinned and clapped and cheered along. Harry didn't know whether to laugh or not. "Is he… a bit mad?" he asked me.

"Mad? He's a genius! Best wizard in the world! But he is a bit mad, yes! Potatoes, Harry?" I answered.

The food had appeared and Harry's mouth fell open. A prefect with red hair (was this place just swarming with Weasleys?) led us to the common room. It was brilliantly red and gold and I felt at home. It quite literally reminded me of my old room.

I shared a dorm with three other girls. Hermione Granger, was unfortunately one of them. I was not likely to soon forget her attitude on the train. If anything, she was worse than Claire. Claire, however, was my friend and she therefore got a free pass every once in a while to tell me I'm doing something wrong. In fact, I might have failed some of the final exams on my old school if it hadn't been for her.

The two other girls were called Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil. I knew Lavender as Claire's cousin. She attended Claire's birthday parties with her mum.

As for Parvati Patil, I didn't know her at all but she seemed okay. We all sat on our beds, trying to get to know each other a little.

"I'm surprised to have gotten in Gryffindor," said Hermione. "I had been counting on Ravenclaw."

"My twin sister Padma is in Ravenclaw," Parvati said.

"Gryffindor is just fine," Lavender said. "Nothing wrong with that."

"Gryffindor is perfect! Well, my parents would have disowned me otherwise," I laughed.

"That sounds awful!" Hermione said. "Lucky my parents are Muggles, they don't care what House I end up in!"

I took her tone for a condescending one.

"The Slytherins are gonna care," I huffed.

"I couldn't imagine being in Slytherin," Lavender said, wincing dramatically.

"Isn't your friend there? The blonde one?" Hermione asked.

"Yes? So what?" I spat.

She looked insulted. "Don't think you know everything just because…" I hissed, but she interrupted.

"I'm going to sleep! Goodnight!" she piped.

Lavender and Parvati were left whispering to each other. Well, at least I got along with Harry and the Weasleys…


POV LEXIE JONES:

Draco Malfoy sat down next to me. "Congratulations," he said, shaking my hand.

"I am just glad I already know someone," I smiled.

After that came Pansy Parkinson, a girl with a flat face and Blaise Zabini, who was fairly handsome. Draco knew both of them. "Meet Lexie Jones," he said.

I watched Bella being Sorted into Gryffindor. I was happy for her. I knew that is what she wanted. I just watched the other kids at the tables when Pansy, Draco and Blaise were discussing the other Houses. "Imagine being in Hufflepuff!" Pansy giggled.

It didn't sound nice to say the least.

"What's wrong with Hufflepuff?" I asked carefully, looking at Janice, who was chatting with her cousin Cedric.

"They're just losers, Jones," Blaise said.

I opened my mouth to protest. But now I gave it a second thought, no matter how kind she was, Janice was a bit of a loser… She always tripped over things, bumped into people… It felt wrong to call her a loser, but she was scoring pretty low on the cool factor. Not that she cared.

When I looked at her again she had hit her cup and a girl with pig tails next to her was soaked.

Draco, Pansy and Blaise were looking at me intently. Somehow I felt a lot depended on my response.

"Quite right," I admitted.

"And what is your opinion about other Houses?" I asked.

"Well, the Ravenclaws are okay, though always with their noses in books," Blaise said.

"But the Gryffindors!" Pansy scowled.

I looked at Bella, who was glaring at Draco. "Arrogant, they always think they're better than us!" Draco said, glaring back at Bella. "Like your friend for instance."

I smiled, however tensely. I listened to Dumbledore's speech, but I was one of the only Slytherins who did so. It was clear they had their opinions formed already about this place, although I was pretty sure it was their first time here as well. Then again, their parents had all gone here. Their families seemed more a part of the wizarding communities.

Claire's family actively distanced themselves from it and Janice's mother hadn't left the house in years. Bella's parents were more involved in the community, but I knew Bella liked to do the opposite of her parents at all times. Maybe they were not the authority on what was accepted in the Wizarding World.

We proceeded to our common room. It was near the dungeons. The prefect tapped the wall and said: "Parseltongue."

Slytherin common room was under the lake and the light there was a beautiful shade of green.

"It's perfect!" I said.

It was furnished expensively as well. Even the flames in the fire were green. It looked like what you'd expect in a castle such as this.

My dormitory was equally pretty and soon I fell asleep in my warm bed.


POV CLAIRE GIBBS:

I sat next to Terry Boot and Padma Patil. "Want some hot wings, Claire?' Padma asked.

I was looking at the Hufflepuff table where a lot of noise had erupted because Janice had spilled her drink over someone. Cedric helped cleaning up the mess. He had grown a few inches this summer. I liked him, he was always kind to me when I visited Diggory Manor.

"Claire?" Padma asked.

"What?"

"Already have your eye on someone?" Terry asked, looking around the Great Hall.

"No," I said.

Later we started discussing subjects. "I am really excited to learn Transfiguration. Pity we won't have that until Wednesday," Padma said.

"You won't be able to do much in the beginning. It's very complicated," Terry warned her.

"But it's still interesting to learn," she said. "It's interesting because it is so complex!"

"I think I'm going to like History of Magic. I read the book and it seems quite interesting," I said.

"It's taught by a ghost, so I've heard," said Terry, shivering at the thought.

"Professor Binns is very nice, so don't worry," the prefect told us.

Once we were stuffed with food, we made our way to the common room. I read in Hogwarts, A History that to open the Ravenclaw common room you have to solve a riddle, instead of remembering a password. Today's riddle was: "What was first, the phoenix or the fire?"

"That is an eternal circle," the prefect answered.

It was interesting- it was quite a philosophical question. I wondered if there was even a right or a wrong answer to this, or if the riddle was just meant to trigger the thought process.

In the centre of the room was an enormous statue of Rowena Ravenclaw. The room was coloured in different shades of blue, with here and there bronze accents. Our dormitories were the other way around, different shades of bronze with blue accents.

I put on my pj's and read a book until I dozed off.


POV JANICE DIGGORY:

"There's too much food! I could eat it all!" Hannah said.

"I quite agree," Ernie Macmillan said.

"So, what do you think?" Cedric asked.

"It's delicious!"

"Though I quite agree, I was talking about Hogwarts of course!" he laughed.

I blushed. "Of course… It is big and old?" I said.

"Big and old, yes that too," Cedric smiled.

"Welcome, young Huffelpuffs!"

A ghost came floating towards us. I jumped because of the noise and my arm hit my cup, spilling pumpkin juice all over Hannah. She screamed. "I'm so sorry Hannah!" I piped.

Cedric got a napkin and tried to clean Hannah's robes. "It's okay, Janice," she said.

After Dumbledore's speech we went to the common room. The Hufflepuff common room was absolutely lovely, well-lit and cosy in a way home never was. Maybe it had something to do with the fact the fire was on and the curtains looked like they were opened every once in a while.

The floors were shiny and black, the walls were a bright shade of yellow. The ceiling was black with yellow stars and moons. The were big armchairs that gave a cosy touch to it all.

The dormitory beds were made of black wood with yellow curtains. There was a sheet on the beds with a big, black badger on them. I was drowsy, because of the food and it was late. I fell asleep instantly, without even changing.


For those who don't understand, all the POV's happen at the same time ;)
1. Did you like this chapter ?
2. Did you like my OC's?
(suggestions for pairing are still welcome, I haven't quite made up my mind about Lexie and Claire yet, There won't be any romance at leat until part three of this series, mind you.)