"Bye Mum!" Harry was shouting out the window still, "Bye Dad!"
Ivy and Christi were simply waving out the window at their parents and family. It was September first, the day that they boarded the train and went to Hogwarts, Ivy for the second time, and Harry and Christi for the first time. While both had been to Hogwarts before, they hadn't ever gone on the train there.
Each child had piled into the Lupins's big car that morning, along with their parents, Travis and also Sirius, and then drove to King's Cross Station. Ivy had taught them about running through the barrier, and no one had gotten hurt while crossing through.
Christi and Harry were quite surprised to see the big, long scarlet train gleaming before them when they had gotten through the barrier. Obviously, they had expected something quite a bit less magnificent. They had probably been anticipating something like an old, dusty brown freight train, not a big, shined up, sparkling red one.
Ivy had searched all over the place for one of her friends, someone she knew, but then it was time to say goodbyes, so she was stuck sitting with Christi and Harry until she saw one of her friends pass by. So they found an empty compartment in the front of the train, much to Ivy's chagrin. She didn't like to be in the front of the train. She was told it was where only first years sat, which was true. She had sat there last year, along with many other first years. This year, she saw a bunch of scared looking new student sitting in the front compartments-first years, no doubt.
The train began to move with a jolt, and they all continued to wave until they had turned the corner and all of the parents were out of sight. It was then that Ivy sat down and propped her legs up on the seat in front of her. She began to flex and point her toes in some sort of rhythm, and hum quietly to a tune that they knew she danced to.
They had noticed her doing this a lot lately, along with stretching discreetly whether she was sitting or standing, and if she was standing she would move her feet into each position, first then second, then third then fourth, then fifth then back to first.
"So what happens when we get there?" Harry asked. Even though Christi knew a lot about Hogwarts, she did not know everything. She didn't know about the little details of the experiences one has there. She didn't know all about everything in Hogwarts.
"You'll go with Hagrid and the other first years and you'll ride across the Lake in boats, and then you'll go to get sorted." Ivy explained.
"That seems…" Christi started, but Ivy cut her off.
"It was nerve wracking for me. I was afraid of which House I would get put in. Then I got into Gryffindor with Katie and Cormac and everything was fine again. Speaking of my friends… There they are now. I've got to go." Ivy leapt up gracefully, "Good luck, if I don't see you!"
She exited the compartment to join the two redheads from Diagon Alley, a black boy and a blonde girl.
Harry and Christi were then left alone to worry about many things, from which House they'd be in to how hard learning all the lessons would be.
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Ivy watched all the first years come up one by one, and then they got to the P's. There wasn't as loud of a gasp when McGonagall called out Harry's name as Ivy thought there would be. There weren't as many whispers about the Boy Who Lived as she expected. She was temped to yell out about him defying Lord Voldemort, but she decided not to. She was sure he wouldn't like that.
She cheered the loudest when he got sorted into Gryffindor, and he took a seat right next to her. She gave him a congratulatory hug and ruffle of the hair, and that made him blush.
"Good job, Harry!" she told him.
There was an even bigger fuss about when Christi's name got called. It was mostly the Snape part that people were whispering about. Who would have guessed that the evil, morbid Professor Snape would have a daughter?
She got sorted into Gryffindor after what she tells them was a rather heated conversation between her head and the Sorting Hat, in which she mildly threatened him with scissors if he didn't put her in Gryffindor with Harry and Ivy. He was not fazed by these words, but decided it was brave and courageous enough to threaten a powerful hat because she wanted to be loyal to her friends and be with them.
Ivy introduced them briefly to her own friends, but they soon joined two friends they had met on the train-Ron Weasley (Fred and George's little brother) and Hermione Granger, a witty Muggleborn witch. Ivy had, at first, thought it had been a mistake and she was supposed to be in Ravenclaw. She wouldn't be proven wrong until a bit later in the year.
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The first month passed by somewhat uneventfully. Near the end, the first year students got their first flying lesson. It came so easy to Harry, Christi was surprised. It wasn't that hard for her, but at first it was a bit challenging. But to Harry, it came right away. Christi supposed it was because of his father. After all, James was the best Seeker of their time, and was always boasting about it. He taught Harry how to fly, so it was no wonder Harry had no problem with the broom.
Christi wasn't bad either after a couple tries. She got her broom to come to her hand after about seven tries. That was sooner than some of the other kids. She didn't have that hard of a time hovering and everything either. She didn't get much of a chance to fly because then Neville broke his wrist. But once Madame Hooch came back, she found out she wasn't too bad at flying.
Harry was a pro though. They all though he was going to get into trouble for flying, because of when McGonagall came to get him. But then they found out that she wanted him to be Gryffindor Seeker! That was very exciting, and everyone was so jealous.
Christi decided that she wanted to be on the Quidditch team, too, but she would have to wait until the next year, at least. No first year ever got on the team-of course, Harry was the exception. He was the luckiest student at Hogwarts.
