This will be my longest chapter yet. Enjoy my faithful readers. And please review.
Chapter 4:
Normal Pov
"Hogwarts is just going to the dogs." Harry heard Draco Malfoy say. He was sitting in his train compartment with Luna, Neville, and Ginny. Ron and Hermione should be back soon, but there was an interesting commotion from the Slytherins outside in the hall.
"Yes it is. God I can't wait until we get there. I suspect that the place is foul and out of order. Dumbledore is just an old crackpot." Harry growled at what he was hearing. It seemed that Draco Malfoy and all his cronies were in the hall, with Bella and Ginger. Taylor was either staying silent, or not there at all.
"Out of our way." Harry heard a sneer from a new comer, and paled. Hermione and Ron had finally arrived.
"Oh Weasel, Mudblood. You sit here?" He heard a pleasant gasp from Ginger, and could only guess that she was pointing inside the compartment.
"Just ignore them Ron." Hermione said, and with a few laughs from the Slytherins, Hermione and Ron managed to shuffle inside the room, and slam the door behind them loudly.
"Harry, you're never going to believe what those foul, evil girls are handing out. Look-!" Hermione spit out angrily, and pushed a golden badge at Harry.
He scooped it up and his eyes trailed down the badge quickly. He glared at it. Going across the badge in gold words were, Potter the freak.
"Its Potter stinks all over again." Luna commented, looking dreamily at the badge.
"Exactly. Their trying to turn everyone at school against you Harry." Ron fumed, and Luna took the badge from Harry's hands, rubbing her fingers over the soft gold.
"It's beautiful. Can I have it Harry?" She asked, taking it and placing it on her chest.
"Luna no, it's just a stupid trinket." Harry said in the manner a parent tells their children when an object is too expensive. But then the door swung opened.
"Ha, yeah. Get in here ladies; you know Mr. Scar face might want one." Harry heard Bella say, and he scowled wildly. Bella, Ginger, and Taylor shuffled into the room. Taylor slapped Bella upside the head roughly when the door was shut again.
"Will you stop talking so loudly? Zack's trying to take a nap." She grumbled, and that peaked Ginny's curiosity.
"Zack… Is that your baby? Where is he?" Ginny asked, and Luna looked at the pack on Taylor's shoulder.
"Your pack, is it filled with Nargles?" Luna asked before Taylor could open her mouth. The three girls stared at Luna with a hardened look, who must have thought they were curious.
"Nargles, there invisible fluffy creatures that float around inside your ears and out the other end. At least that's what they like to do." Luna smiled serenely, and Bella smiled with a mocking awkwardness.
"Yeah um… Okay. And no, the bag is not filled with Nargles. What's actually in there is-!"
"Aha!" There came a small shout, and Zack shot up at of the flap. There was an Easter head band on his head with movable rabbit ears.
"That baby! Did Dumbledore say you can bring him?" Hermione said, and Luna got up from her seat, her eyes bulging with happiness.
"He's adorable." Both she and Ginny said. Zack was a small baby, who looked that if he were to stand up, the top of his jelled blond hair would reach below Harry's knees. His small, pale, and rounded face was complete with dimples. His eyes shone brightly, and he smiled at everything he saw. He was an observant baby too, barely blinked when he stared.
"Does it matter to you whether or not I can bring my child?" Taylor snapped at her, brushing her long hair over her ear and taking a seat. She pulled Zack out of her pack and placed him on the floor, where he flopped onto his belly immediately, smacking the floor with his palm and looking curious.
"Well, seeing as if I am a prefect, it actually does matter." Hermione said a plump glare on her lips.
"Well I don't think its any of your business." Bella sneered, sitting next to Taylor, and Ginger sat opposite her.
"You can not bring children to Hogwarts who aren't standard age." Hermione said, her lips bubbling angrily. Harry wished she'd stop talking before one of the other girls started a fight.
"Really, well judging by your appearance Granger they have decided to add beavers to the list of animals children can bring. Isn't that right Ginger?" Bella asked, Ginger with a smirk, and Ginger laughed loudly. "I didn't get the memo, but if she's here its obviously true." Taylor laughed, and the three of them burst into cackling giggles. Hermione's face went red.
The door opened for the second time, and everyone turned to the door. Unsurprising to Harry, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle were smirking around at them all, a gleeful look on their faces.
"What?" Harry asked aggressively before Draco could open his mouth.
"Manners Potter or I just might have to give you detention." Draco drawled out, and made a show of stepping over Zack, and Crabbe and Goyle followed him.
"You see I, unlike you, have been made a Prefect, which means that I, unlike you, have the power to hand out punishments." He drawled out, a smirk on his face. Zack reached over and pulled at Draco's pant legs, fascinated at the shining glint of a gold button at the bottom.
"Yeah," Harry said. "But you, unlike me, are a git, so get out and leave us alone." Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville laughed. Draco's lips curled.
"Tell me, how does it feel to be second best to Weasley for once Potter?" He asked, smirking. He moved his leg widely, trying to get Zack off.
"Shut up Malfoy." Hermione said sharply, and Bella glared at her.
"I seem to have touched a nerve," Draco drawled slightly, and stepped over Zack again, who got rolled over onto his back in a successful attempt to hold onto Draco's pant leg. "Just watch yourself Potter. Because I'll be dogging your footsteps in case you step out of line."
"Get out!" Hermione said, standing up.
Sniggering, Malfoy gave Harry a last malicious look and headed for the door. With Crabbe and Goyle behind him, Draco had only gotten rid of baby Zack once Goyle picked him up gently and placed him back inside the room. Hermione shut the door with a loud snap and glared at Draco as he walked down the hall, a satisfied smirk on his face.
"Stupid git." She grumbled, and at once all three of the girls started laughing.
"You got that dogging comment, right Taylor?" Bella said in between laughs, and Taylor nodded, a smirk on her face.
"Yep. It was a really serious joke." She laughed, and they broke into laughs again.
Harry paled, looking over at them. Hermione had gotten the joke too and they both shared paled looks. Malfoy knows that Sirius was on the platform, and that he could change into a dog. And the girls know too obviously.
"Did you like Draco's shiny clip on?" Ginger cooed to Zack, who had stood up to full height and was banging on the door loudly.
"I think it's the fact that they were shiny in the first place. You know he can't resist sparkly stuff." Taylor said, reaching into her pocket. She pulled out a bracelet, which sparkled when it hit the sun light in the window.
"Want the bracelet Zackie? Want the bracelet? Go fetch it." Bella cooed, and snatching the bracelet from Taylor's hands, threw it against the wall far farest from the door, and Zack went running.
Luna and Ginger giggled, watching Zack run for it.
"I wonder," Hermione started, her voice hardened and her teeth clenched.
"What house are you three going to get into? Will you three have to be taking the Sorting Hat, are will you just be jetted into Slytherin with all the other monsters?" Hermione asked, and Ginger and Bella stood up quickly, wands at the ready. Harry and Ron were ready to get their wands out, but at that moment, they had a distraction.
The door opened up and the lady who had the cart of sweets came in. "Anything from the trolley dears?" She asked sweetly, and with some smart, whispered words shared between Bella and Ginger, they both sat down.
"Actually." Bella said with a hardened look on her face, and to Harry's surprise, pointed her own wand at her stomach. "We're going to be sorted with all the other first years. Its only fair in assuming we get in our right houses." She whispered, and Harry wondered if Dumbledore wrote to her in a letter.
She dragged her wand against the small bit of exposed skin on her stomach, and the wand left behind a thin, but nevertheless bloody cut.
"Weirdo." Hermione said, coughing into her hand. Bella just smirked, shaking her head and a small chuckle at her lips.
"Hermione stop talking to her, she's just doing it to make you mad." Harry whispered, but Hermione just scowled.
"Whatever."
The Sorting Hats New Song (The Grand Hall)
Harry, Hermione, and Ron watched Bella, Ginger, and Taylor up ahead with the rest of the first years. Bella and her two friends were feigning boredom, as Dumbledore talked, introducing the Sorting Hat. Hermione could of swore that Ginger has gave a first year girl the finger, when said first year leaned forward to say, Aren't you three a little old to be sorted?
Everyone looked at the sorting hat, ready to pay attention.
"In times of old when I was new
And Hogwarts barely started
The founders of our noble school
Thought never to be parted:
United by a Common Goal
They had the selfsame yearning,
To make the world's best magic school
And pass along their learning.
"Together we will build and teach!"
The four good friends decided.
And never did they dream that they
Might someday be divided.
For where there such friends anywhere
As Slytherin and Gryffindor?
Unless it was the second pair
Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw
So how could it have gone so wrong?
How could such friendships fail?
Why I was there and so can tell
The whole sad, sorry tail.
Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those
Whose ancestry is purest"
Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose
Intelligence is surest."
Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those
Which brave deeds to their name."
Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lost,
And treat them just the same,"
There differences caused little strife
When first they came to light,
For each of the four founders, had
A house in which they might
Take only those they wanted, so.
For instance, Slytherin.
Took only pure blooded wizards
Of great cunning just like him.
And only those of sharpest mind
Were taught by Ravenclaw.
While the bravest and the boldest
Went to daring Gryffindor.
Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest
And taught them all she knew.
Thus the Houses and their founders,
Retained friendships firm and true.
So Hogwarts worked in harmony
For several happy years.
But then discord crept among us
Feeding on out faults and fears.
The Houses that like pillars four,
Had once held up our school.
Now turned upon each other and,
Divided, sought to rule.
And for a while it seemed the school
Must meet an early end.
What with dueling and with fighting
And the clash of friend on friend.
And at last their came a morning.
When old Slytherin departed.
And though fighting then died out
He left us quite downhearted.
And never since the founders four
Were whittled down to three
Have the Houses been you united
As they were once meant to be.
And now the Sorting Hat is here
And you all know the score.
I sort you into Houses.
For that is what I'm for;
But this year, I'll go further.
Listen closely to my song:
Though condemned I am to split you
Still I worry that it's wrong.
Though I must fulfill my duty,
And must quarter every year.
Still I wonder whether sorting.
May not bring the end I fear.
Oh, know the perils, read the signs.
The warning History shows.
For our Hogwarts is in danger,
From External, deadly foes.
And we must unite inside her.
Or we'll crumble from within.
I have told, I have warned you.
Let the sorting now begin.
The hat became quiet once more, and applause broke out. To Hermione's outrage, the girls turned around and stuck their pierced tongues at her, smirking and both feeling glee.
"Well that was an interesting song." Ron said, shooting looks at the hat. Professor McGonagall was holding up a large scroll of parchment, upon which all the names of the first years have been written on.
"Black, Isabella." Professor McGonagall spoke, and Bella strode forward, smirking wildly.
"Actually its Bella. Not Isabella." Bella said, and Harry heard Miss Riddle giggle. But when he looked to the teachers table, she wasn't there. Now that he thought about it, Professor Snape wasn't there either.
"Very well Bella. Get the hat on your head." Professor McGonagall said, and Isabella took the hat and examined it for a second.
"Nah, I'm fine. I prefer Slytherin house anyway." She said, and then to the rest of the schools shock, threw the hat back down and walked over to the Slytherin tables.
"I'm afraid it doesn't work that way Miss Black." Professor McGonagall said, but with two shared looks between Ginger and Taylor, they skipped to the Slytherin tables too and sat down next to Bella.
"Yeah, we chose here." They said, and Professor McGonagall looked scandalized.
"Professor please continue with the ceremony. Your embarrassing everyone." Bella said when Professor McGonagall glared at her.
"Very well." She said with gritted teeth, and then continued down the scroll. Hermione, next to Harry, pointed to a teacher dressed in a hedious pink corset next to Dumbledore. Her face made her look like a toad.
"She was at my hearing." Harry said, confusion in his eyes.
"She's our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Hermione said, frowning.
A/N: She's also the person we want to die more then Voldemort. Heh.