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So a realization will be made in this chapter which i'm sure you can guess what it is. I hope you enjoy it!
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Chapter Four
I had to take the boats so I waved to my new friends as they went to some carriages and followed the throng of first years who were being guided by Hagrid to the dock. As we went around the slippery bend, I gasped along with everyone else. A giant castle loomed in front of us with sparkling light. Zuzza hissed in amazement. I finally spotted Harry who was still with that idiot. I caught up though but was a little surprised when they pretended I wasn't there. I usually didn't cry but some tears pricked my eyes that I held down. I did get in the same boat as them, hoping that they might recognize me there but they didn't. I decided to test a long distance mind talk.
"George?" It was silent for a minute then his voice was in my head.
"Yeah? Whats up?"
"Do you and Fred ever get in ridiculous fights?"
"Once, over throwing away a dungbomb. Why?"
"Harry is being a jerk. He and your brother are acting as if I'm not here even though I'm in the same boat. It feels like a once sided fight." I mentally sighed. "Very unusual for us."
"Well I don't know what to tell you. Just wait until he gets over it. Is that all you needed to ask?"
"No, what's the sorting I heard about?"
"Well it's how your house is chosen."
"Yeah, but what is it exactly."
"You have to wrestle a troll."
"You really think I would believe that? Nice try."
"Well Miss. Potter, you'll just have to figure it out for yourself."
"That's not fair."
"Mmhmm, I'll see you after the sorting."
I sighed. Zuzza laughed in my ear and I tried not to smile.
"Heads down!" Hagrid yelled and we all ducked as we passed through a curtain of ivy that covered the wide opening of the cliff face. We reached an underground dock and clambered out of the boats. I was shocked when Harry and Ron suddenly left me and disappeared. I frowned but followed everyone, going slightly slower than the other first years, thinking mean thoughts towards Harry and Ron.
"You know you're projecting to me, right?"
"Oh, sorry." I looked embarrassed though he couldn't see.
"Someone has a violent streak. I would be mad about my brother but I can see where you're coming from. He is acting like a git."
"Well..."
"Okay, now I'll talk to you after the sorting. Hopefully you get into Gryffindor."
Once I reached the group, Hagrid had just barely knocked on the large wooden doors. They opened and a stern looking woman with black hair in a tight bun stood there.
"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall."
"Thank you, Hagrid."
Professor McGonagall led us through a grand foyer and into a private chamber where we all squeezed together. She then went on to explain the four houses, the point system, and how our house will be like our family. That sounds fun (hint the sarcasm). She then left. I was next to Harry and Ron, still hoping my twin will just show he recognized my presence. I heard Ron say what George tried to convince me about the sorting and Harry paled. Was he really that stupid? Suddenly there was a scream and I looked around. I spotted some ghosts appearing and talking to themselves.
"What are thossse?" I heard Zuzza and I murmured to her what they were.
Professor McGonagall shooed them off and led us to what was called the Great Hall. When we walked down the aisle, I spotted Fred and George who both grinned at me. Then my eyes locked onto a ratty old hat which opened a tear and sang.
(Read it in the book)
I stared at the hat in shock before my head swiveled to George.
"We're sorted by a bloody hat. You couldn't have just told me that?"
"That takes the fun out of it." He winked and I scowled at him before turning back to the front.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted." She said.
It went by alphabetical order and I sighed, waiting impatiently and nervously. My fingers tapped against my leg and I watched closely as each one was sorted. Finally-
"Potter, Emily!"
There were whispers all around as I walked up to the stool and sat, gingerly placing the hat on my head. Zuzza had fallen asleep.
"Emily Potter," I heard a small voice in my ear, "I finally get to sort you. You have the mind of your mother and the pranking nature of your father. I see plenty of courage and a brilliant mind. Ravenclaw would do you well but no matter what, you belong in Gryffindor so, I say GRYFFINDOR!" The last was shouted to everyone causing Zuzza to wake up and hiss in anger. I quietly calmed her down with promise of ice cream, if there was some.
I went and sat next to Fred and George. Fred patted my back while George, surprisingly, squeezed my hand under the table.
"What was that letter I heard Zuzza say in your mind?"
"Nothing, nothing. It's not important." I thought quickly and he pursed his lips.
"You'll tell me eventually."
"No I won't."
"Yes, you will."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"I can be very persuasive." I raised an eyebrow at his words but he just grinned and looked over to where I heard my brother being called. There were more whispers as he sat under the hat. He seemed to be thinking hard, probably talking to the hat. Soon Gryffindor erupted from the hat and everyone cheered, except me, though I clapped politely. Even though it was my brother, I wouldn't cheer for someone who was hurting my feelings. Ron was sorted into Gryffindor and Harry clapped loudly.
"It's good you got into Gryffindor, Harry." I said and he looked over.
"Thanks." He said quickly before turning to Ron. Tears pricked my eyes again and I looked down. I felt someone lightly rubbing my back. It was George. He was frowning at Harry.
"That wasn't very cool." He looked at me and I looked back down. "Is he usually like this?"
"It started a month ago but it suddenly turned into a chill fest when we got on the train. He got mad at me for some crazy reason just because I took the letter back that your brother had grabbed from me."
"Wait, Ron just…took something that was yours?"
"I said it was private."
"Well, sounds like a prank is in order for my dear little brother." I nodded. "It'll be the first one Fred and I teach you."
I grinned at his words and he turned to whisper to Fred who got a look of glee in his eyes before looking at Ron. He took that second to look over and the glint in his two brother's eyes seemed scare him. I grinned at that. He looked over to see me grinning and his eyes narrowed before muttering to Harry. His eyes widened and he looked at me. It hurt how hard I was holding back my tears when he glared at me slightly. My own twin had glared at me. I looked down as a tear did make it out and fell into my hand.
Zuzza was hissing quietly, telling me it was okay, when I felt an arm go around my waist. It was George.
"It'll be fine." His thought was soft and I gave a small smile.
Dumbledore stood then.
"Welcome! Welcome to a new 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 smiled. "Thank you!"
He then sat back down and Harry turned to Percy.
"Is he-a bit mad?"
"Mad?" I tuned them out as food appeared but, suddenly I wasn't hungry. I discreetly fed Zuzza some mashed potato which she liked but ate nothing for myself. George looked at me in worry but I just stared at my plate. I didn't pay attention to anything until I heard George.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine." He raised an eyebrow and I mentally sighed. "I'm just upset about Harry and confused about this letter from my mum."
"Seriously, what's the letter?"
"Nothing!" He poked my side and I rolled her eyes. "I found a note from my mum in my vault saying that I had a marriage contract. She said not to tell anybody but now you know."
"A marriage contract? With who?"
"No idea, she said it was with my soul mate, not just some random boy, but wouldn't give me the name."
"Soul mate, eh? How do they know?"
"When I was a baby, he touched my hand and we both glowed gold." He nodded at my words.
I was able to give Zuzza some vanilla ice cream before it disappeared. Dumbledore gave a speech that was both cool and creepy and after the school song we were led by Percy to Gryffindor Tower. Harry was still ignoring me and it hurt a lot. When we got there, I instantly went to sleep. I hadn't realized my mind had entered George's subconsciously until a strange dream that seemed like a memory came.
"George come meet Harry and Emily." It was his mum.
Three year old George toddled over to see two babies, one with Hazel eyes, obviously me, and the other with emerald, obviously Harry. George looked at his mum when I held out my tiny hand and he gently held it. There was a gasp when we both glowed gold.
I shot up in my bed.
"George." I breathed. I had a sudden urge to go down to the common room so I woke Zuzza who wrapped around my neck before I tip toed down the stairs. George was sitting on the chair, bent over with his head in his hands. I looked at Zuzza but she stayed silent.
"George." No answer. "George." Nothing. "Don't pretend you're asleep because I'm looking at you right now."
George looked over and I gave a small smile.
"I saw. I subconsciously entered your mind and saw your memory." My voice was soft and he looked down.
"A marriage contract. I didn't even know about it." He whispered and I sighed before sitting on the arm of the chair.
"This doesn't have to change our friendship." I said quietly. "You, and Fred. Lee, Angelina, and Alicia. You five are probably the only ones I'm going to have. It used to just be me and Harry and now it's not and I'm not going to lose that."
He still didn't look up so I wedged into the armchair with him. I was thin enough that I could.
"Have you ever gotten that feeling where you just met someone yet it feels you've known each other your whole lives?" I asked suddenly and he looked over finally. "I've never had that feeling before, yet the second our hands touched at the train, it came. I feel like I've known you forever."
He sighed. "Yeah, I did too." He wrapped his arm around my waist again as to not disturb Zuzza, who had fallen asleep on my neck. "You're right, this doesn't have to change anything. But, why do you think it'll just be me, Fred, Lee, Angie, and Alicia?"
"I've grown to realize that you can only have so many friends. And five feels enough." I smiled.
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