Hogwarts
Adele POV
Most of the carriages were occupied but I found Tom sitting in one of the last ones. I went in and decided to chat with him, but it was one of those days where Tom wasn't very friendly so I ignored him.
"Can I sit here?" a blonde haired girl asked politely.
"Sure, it's not mine anyway," I stated. She laughed nervously and sat across me, looking at Tom at the same time. I could see she shuddered, then looked back towards me.
"Hi, I'm Varelle Rafaela Amsel, from Oxford," she introduced proudly.
"Adele Hailey Cullen. This is Tom Riddle. We are from London," I said elatedly. This was my first friend, besides Tom, that I had met. I was really excited to go to the new school and couldn't wait to wear my new robes.
"So, what house do you want to get in?" Varelle asked.
Edward told me something about houses. There was Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin.
"I'm hoping Ravenclaw. My whole family was from there," she stated.
"Anything would do for me, I'm just happy to be in Hogwarts," I replied and she laughed again, although I found nothing funny.
I changed almost immediately after our conversation. Soon, we arrived and we went across the lake to the castle by boats. When I saw the castle, I just stared in awe. There wasn't even a word to describe it. It was more than elegant, grand and humongous, but just when I was about to take another look, we were in a dark tunnel.
When we arrived at the castle door, the Professor who led us here knocked three times on the castle door. The door swung open at once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and my first thought was that this was not someone to cross.
The Professor said, "This is Professor McGonagall."
"Thank you, Professor Whitlock. I will take them from here."
She pulled the door wide. The Entrance Hall was so big you could have fitted the whole of the Cullen's house in it. The stone walls were lit with flaming torches like the ones at Gringotts, the bank in Diagon Alley, the ceiling was too high to make out, and a magnificent marble staircase facing them led to the upper floors.
They followed Professor McGonagall across the flagged stone floor. I could hear the drone of hundreds of voices from a doorway to the right – the rest of the school must already be here – but Professor McGonagall ushered us into a small empty chamber off the hall. We crowded in, standing rather closer together than they would usually have done, peering about nervously.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall.
"The start-of-term banquet hall will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory and your spend free time in your house common room." She continued on about the houses and rules.
When she finished, she left and came back to signal us to go in. The Great Hall was strange but splendid. It was lit by thousands and thousands of candles which were floating in mid-air over four long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting. The tables were laid with glittering golden plates and goblets. At the top of the Hall was another long table where the teachers were sitting. We walked in to where the teachers were sitting and halted there.
