Hello :) and welcome to Chapter 8, I hope you enjoyed chapter 7. and well I have nothing to say here really apart from you know the drill I don't own anything, and just a quick note thank you to my beta and thank YOU, yes You for the review either good or bad. On with the Show :) xxx P.S A/N at the end
Chapter 8
A knocking on the door woke Harry up the following morning. He climbed out of his warm bed to answer the door, Tom was juggling a tray, which held Harry's fry up he ordered, the night before and Hedwig who hitched a ride on his other free arm.
"Ah Morning Lord Potter" Tom said
"Morning" Harry muttered letting him in, Hedwig flew to the head board of Harry's un-made bed, Tom placed the breakfast tray on the table next to the fire which he lit with a wave of his wand. Harry felt instantly warmer, Tom stood and then bowed out the room, Harry thanked him and shut the door. He ate very little of his breakfast for he felt nervous about the up coming journey.
Once showered, changed, and Hedwig in her cage, Harry made his way down stairs, with no one recognising him (he brought a cap for outings such as this) he made his way to the muggle world outside. He caught the Knight Bus to Kings cross, Stan was the conductor again and looked nearly asleep at the time, grabbed a trolley and waited for Hermione.
"It's the same every year" he herd that voice "packed with muggles of course, come on platform nine and three quarters this way, alright Percy you first" Mrs. Weasley said Percy ran through the wall as she looked around the platform it was as if she was waiting for someone "Fred you next" she said once she did a once over on the platform, she pointed to one of the twins.
"He's not Fred," George stated "I am"
"Honestly women and you call yourself our mother!" Fred said amused
"Sorry George" Mrs. Weasley said
"I'm only joking I am Fred" Fred said and rushed through the barrier before Mrs. Weasley could slap him, Fred was soon followed by George.
"Where is he mum?" a younger Ginny asked "You promised"
"Well I don't know dear" Mrs Weasley said looking around more. Harry took the opportunity to lean on the wall by the time Mrs. Weasley and Ron looked back, Harry has slipped in to the wall and was now facing the familiar large red train. Harry with his belonging walked to the end of the train where he knew Hermione would be and sure enough he spotted his bushy haired best friend saying good bye to her parents. Harry boarded the train and sat near the window so he could be easily spotted, Hermione climbed aboard when the warning whistle blow.
"Harry" she screeched just as the train moved minutes later. She hugged him tightly and he got a mouth full of hair, she was still using the vanilla shampoo.
"Hermione" he said "It feels so much better now I get to see you in person, instead of talking up here" Harry pointed to the side of his head, as she nodded.
"I know," she said sitting down next to him, she smiled and pulled out a first year book.
"Excuse me?" a small voice said from the door a few moments later, Harry recognised the voice and smiled as Neville Longbottom was stood in the door, red from embarrassment "Can I sit here?" he asked politely
"Of course" Hermione said as Harry nodded
"Thanks" he said sitting opposite them, "Neville Longbottom" he said holding out his hand he looked at Hermione first
"I'm Hermione Granger" Hermione said shaking his hand
"I'm Harry Potter" Harry said Neville smiled at him and shook his hand making no recollection of knowing him.
"Well Neville, what House do you think you will be in?" Hermione asked and soon the talk turned to Houses and Hogwarts in general. Harry and Hermione talked and agreed it was easier to keep the whole time travel on a low, and acted like 11 year olds and not 21 year old in 11 year old bodies.
A few hours of travelling the lady with the sweet trolley came around and Harry pretty much ordered everything he did last time but shared it three ways instead of two, though Hermione did not each that much because her parents were dentists. Once the Hogwarts Express pulled in to Hogmead station, they filed towards Hagrids familiar voice of 'first years this way' and trekked to the boats,with four in a boat Neville, Harry, Hermione and to both Harry and Hermione's dismay Ron, they set off across the lake towards Hogwarts.
"The View it always gets me" Hermione muttered to Harry quietly, Harry nodded and looked up to his castle, where she shone brighter, than both Harry and Hermione had ever seen in both time-lines.
"Everything must be lit this year," Hagrid Scottish voice said from the front "I've never seen her this bright before."
They soon reached the docks and stumbled out, and followed Hagrid to some large Oak doors where he knocked three times with a large hand, within moments the doors opened and Professor McGonagall stood with a scroll of parchment in her hands.
"The first years Professor" Hagrid said
"Thank you, I can take it from here" she said nodding looking at each and every one of them, she paused at Harry and nodded to herself. "Follow me" they followed her to the original room that Harry waited in. She stood at the front of the room and smiled a cool smile, it was not cold but it was not the most welcoming smile they had seen from the woman.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, Now in a few moments you will pass through these doors and join your class mates, but before you take your seats. You will be sorted in to your houses. They are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Now your houses will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking will lose you house points. At the end of the year the house with the most points will win the house cup" she said.
A croak could be herd through out the room and sure enough Trevor Neville's toad was sat at McGonagall's feet, where Neville collected him and with a pointed look Neville jumped back in the group his face as red as the Weasley hair.
"The sorting ceremony will begin momentary" she said walking away.
"So its true then," the voice of one Draco Malfoy "What there saying on the train, Harry Potter's come to Hogwarts," he stepped forward as the other students whispered "this is Crabbe and Goyle" he said nodding towards the two over large thugs "And I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" he said looking at Harry, Ron snorted from behind Neville "think my name's funny do you?" he asked looking at Ron, "well no need to ask yours, red hair, hand me down robes, you must be a Weasley?" he said Draco looked Harry, "Some Wizarding Family's are better than others Potter, I can help you there" he said holding out a hand for him to shake.
"Well temping as it is Malfoy," he said looking at Hermione "If you can't accept my best friends Hermione and Neville, then you must be of the wrong sort" Harry said Ron glared daggers at both Hermione and Neville, while Draco didn't have the chance to answer as McGonnagall came back and tapped him on the back gently looking at the crowd she said "were ready for you now" and turned through the door.
They followed her through the door and in to the Great Hall, Harry didn't know wither he felt, as he'd been through it before and wasn't sure how the hat would react to the them this time. Once they reached the top table with their backs to the students they waited, Harry and Hermione waited for their names bored as they new who was going in to which house. The biggest change was Hermione's and Neville's sorting as they both made Ravenclaw and soon it was Harry's turn.
"Harry Potter?" McGonagall asked the whispering soon erupted behind Harry, who was grinning, "Harry Potter?" she said a little louder, she looked worryingly at Dumbledore and he nodded
"Lord Harry James Potter?" she tried and at this Harry smirked and stepped forward.
He stepped up on the step and turned to face the school, the last thing he saw was Ron looking shocked, before Darkness took over his eyes.
"Ahh Harry Potter, it has been a long time sense I have sorted someone twice, and then you and Ms Granger decide to change that, now the question is where to put you?" the ancient hat said in his mind.
"Just please sort me, we could talk for weeks about what has happen but I don't think we have time." Harry said in a sort of bored tone.
"Well you did do well in Gryffindor last time but that would not get you to where you need to go, ohh what's this a Weasley being sly," as the Hat looked deeper in Harry's mind, "Well that won't do, can't have a Gryffindor without there courage, so better be in..."
"RAVENCLAW" screamed the hat towards the hall, Hermione and Neville cheered the loudest as they stood with the rest of the Raven house, smiling Harry made he's way from the stool to them where he sat in between them.
The sorting ceremony never got more interesting than what it was about to be come, Hermione and Harry were getting restless as the first years thinned out, but Ronald Weasley's sorting had the school in shock for most of the night, as he was sorted in to Slytherin, he was the first Weasley not to be sorted in to Gryffindor in two hundred and seventy years. He was red faced through out the entire dinner, which he did not eat much for the first time in there history with him and after he was looking like he was about to cry when he was shown the way to the Slytherin dorms.
Harry and Hermione along with Neville followed a unknown fifth year prefect to their tower, with the password as Wit beyond man's greatest power. They settled in to the common rooms quite easily, The dorms itself wasn't stairs leading up, or sorted in to year like the Gryffindors. There was two separate corridors, where they had the names of the students on the doors and that became your rooms for 6 years, 7th years had the choice of sharing or you could have a room of your own, the corridors magically wrapped itself around the tower, getting higher. There was two to a dorm and you got to choose your partner, as long it was male-male or female-female, and the rule stated that you could mix with other years, (for example if you had a same sex relative a year or two younger with you, you were welcome or encouraged to share with them for at least a year and at the end of the year you could changed room mates) Harry choose Neville who was quite surprised, and they were trusted not to mix as no spell prevented anyone going in any ones dorm, as it was a matter of trust. Both Harry and Hermione liked this dorm set out as it was a lot more relaxed than other houses plus Hermione had her own dorm as there was a odd number of first years this year, and she didn't mind as she had in mind whom she'd like to share with next year, with thoughts drifting to what they could change and what they had to keep with in there time line Harry and Hermione settled down for the night but once in bed they talked for another half an hour before the day caught up with Harry and he fell asleep.
Somewhere in the Slytherin dorms a red haired eleven year old boy was crying to himself, his whole life was in tatters because he got sorted in the wrong house, he was meant to be Gryffindor, and he was meant to be Harry Potter's best friend, even if he hated the boy, he was meant to shut his mouth and get on with it, but no the boy had to be sorted in to know it all Ravenclaws house.
Ron wiped a bit of snot away from his nose and looked around the room. He was happy because he had his own room and bathroom, but he hated the green, he wanted gold and red, but he was never see that dorm, thanks to the stupid hat. Ron groaned as he sat up and reach for his uncompleted letter. He signed it and then folded it, placing the now compete letter on his dresser he tried to settle down to sleep in the soft silk sheets.
A clock chimed somewhere and a groan could be herd a ghost of a blonde women watch as Albus Dumbledore tossed and turned in his sleep, she shook her head as he kept muttering the words 'boy' 'Potter' and 'kill' in his sleep. The ghost looked at Falkes as he too slept and tossed and turned and smiled, waving her arm she and the bird disappeared in a small bright light, that neither disturbed Dumbledore or the bird...
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A/N:
Okay those that are from outside the UK a fry up is a full/ tradional English breakfast, we call them the good ol' full breakie where we get sauages, eggs, bacon, hash brown, black pudding, beans, toast fried bread, tinned tomatos: its basicly a really big tasty but mess on a plate, and we brits love it :D and btw anything you dont understand just let me know cheers guys!
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