It had started raining. Pelting down the drive in which the horse-less
carriages trundled, it look like a long silver pathway. While the black
clouds loomed overhead Harry felt Hermione shiver next to him. 'Cold?' he
asked.
'Just a little.' Hermione said.
Put you arm around her, Harry commanded himself. Put your arm around her, you fool. His brain had the right idea but his arm would not co-operate.
Once they were in front of the marble staircase, they walked warily knowing how slippery wet marble could be. Someone pushed Harry from behind, and he fell hitting the ground with a dull thud. 'Watch where your going, Potter.' Said Malfoy maliciously.
Hermione bent down to help him up when Crabbe pushed into her. She fell on top of Harry, her bag flying elsewhere. 'Oh, um…sorry.' She said and rolled off. Malfoy looked on jealously, as Harry was pleased to see. He heard Malfoy say, 'You were supposed to knock her over when I was in front of her you imbecile!'
Harry got up and helped Hermione politely. She flipped her hair over her shoulder. 'Thank you.' She said a little hesitantly.
'N-No worries.' Harry stammered. He thought he heard Ron snickering. Ron handed Hermione her bag. 'Here you go.' He said.
'Thanks, Ron.' Said Hermione. 'Oh no!' she cried.
'What?' said Harry and Ron together, concerned.
'My Hogwarts: A History book is all wet!' she said.
Ron rolled his eyes. 'Maybe she's changed…but not that much.'
Harry chuckled. 'C'mon.' he said to them.
They entered the Great Hall and sat down along the long Griffindor House table. Hermione sat in between Ron and Harry, Seamus and Dean next to Ron and Neville next to Harry.
Professor McGonagall walked briskly into the Hall and placed the Sorting Hat in on a worn old stool.
'You look at me, worn and old,
but I see more than you've ever told.
If you slip me about your head, you'll see,
I'll tell you where you ought be!
Whether Hufflepuff, the sweetest they are,
Or Griffindor prized by the bravest afar,
Or Ravenclaw the cleverest loved well,
Or are you a Slytherin, where the sly ones dwell?
Where ever you're put, remember, mind –
These are the people of your kind!
So don't be afraid, don't try to hide it,
Because I see inside, every bit.
If you are brave, sweet, clever or sly
You cannot change, you cannot lie!
So trust me, I have the founders brains,
(that's their only living remains!)
I can tell you where you stand,
So everyone give, these new ones a hand,
To steady their nerves, come on – give them a clap.
To put me on you don't need a map.
I'll tell you what direction you're at,
It's me the only, SORTING HAT!
(A/N: Yeah, that kinda sucked!)
A burst of applause rang through the Hall after the Hat finished. Once the Sorting was done, Dumbledore stepped up to speak.
'Welcome students! I hope your heads are nice and empty – so your teachers can fill them! May I take this moment to congratulate the newly elected prefects and the Head Boy and Girl. Now, this year the school is undergoing various activities out-of-classroom. I beg of you to be patient…now, without any further ado, allow me to introduce our new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher…Professor Lupin!'
Harry quickly scanned the High Table. He spotted a new female teacher who stood up at this and guessed that that was the new Professor Lupin, who was probably related to the other Professor Lupin.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. 'No, this is not Remus Lupin…this is his sister, who, I'm sure will much enjoy teaching you. Maybe, if you don't object, we should call you Professor Abigail?' he inquired to the new teacher.
She smiled and said, 'Yes, it would be a lot easier if you called me Professor Abigail.'
'Good, good.' Said Dumbledore. 'Now, I expect you to be absolutely starving after the old man's rabbiting rant…so tuck in!'
'YEAH!' shouted Ron, overcome by his stomach.
Hermione and Harry rolled their eyes and set to work devouring the delicious feast.
A/N: This fic promises to have lots of short chapters, sorry if you don't like that – it's just the way I like to write. I hope that you have enjoyed it so far, and I would sincerely appreciate it if you would be so kind as to REVIEW! The reviews really keep me going! Also, thank to all that have reviewed…I love you guys!
'Just a little.' Hermione said.
Put you arm around her, Harry commanded himself. Put your arm around her, you fool. His brain had the right idea but his arm would not co-operate.
Once they were in front of the marble staircase, they walked warily knowing how slippery wet marble could be. Someone pushed Harry from behind, and he fell hitting the ground with a dull thud. 'Watch where your going, Potter.' Said Malfoy maliciously.
Hermione bent down to help him up when Crabbe pushed into her. She fell on top of Harry, her bag flying elsewhere. 'Oh, um…sorry.' She said and rolled off. Malfoy looked on jealously, as Harry was pleased to see. He heard Malfoy say, 'You were supposed to knock her over when I was in front of her you imbecile!'
Harry got up and helped Hermione politely. She flipped her hair over her shoulder. 'Thank you.' She said a little hesitantly.
'N-No worries.' Harry stammered. He thought he heard Ron snickering. Ron handed Hermione her bag. 'Here you go.' He said.
'Thanks, Ron.' Said Hermione. 'Oh no!' she cried.
'What?' said Harry and Ron together, concerned.
'My Hogwarts: A History book is all wet!' she said.
Ron rolled his eyes. 'Maybe she's changed…but not that much.'
Harry chuckled. 'C'mon.' he said to them.
They entered the Great Hall and sat down along the long Griffindor House table. Hermione sat in between Ron and Harry, Seamus and Dean next to Ron and Neville next to Harry.
Professor McGonagall walked briskly into the Hall and placed the Sorting Hat in on a worn old stool.
'You look at me, worn and old,
but I see more than you've ever told.
If you slip me about your head, you'll see,
I'll tell you where you ought be!
Whether Hufflepuff, the sweetest they are,
Or Griffindor prized by the bravest afar,
Or Ravenclaw the cleverest loved well,
Or are you a Slytherin, where the sly ones dwell?
Where ever you're put, remember, mind –
These are the people of your kind!
So don't be afraid, don't try to hide it,
Because I see inside, every bit.
If you are brave, sweet, clever or sly
You cannot change, you cannot lie!
So trust me, I have the founders brains,
(that's their only living remains!)
I can tell you where you stand,
So everyone give, these new ones a hand,
To steady their nerves, come on – give them a clap.
To put me on you don't need a map.
I'll tell you what direction you're at,
It's me the only, SORTING HAT!
(A/N: Yeah, that kinda sucked!)
A burst of applause rang through the Hall after the Hat finished. Once the Sorting was done, Dumbledore stepped up to speak.
'Welcome students! I hope your heads are nice and empty – so your teachers can fill them! May I take this moment to congratulate the newly elected prefects and the Head Boy and Girl. Now, this year the school is undergoing various activities out-of-classroom. I beg of you to be patient…now, without any further ado, allow me to introduce our new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher…Professor Lupin!'
Harry quickly scanned the High Table. He spotted a new female teacher who stood up at this and guessed that that was the new Professor Lupin, who was probably related to the other Professor Lupin.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. 'No, this is not Remus Lupin…this is his sister, who, I'm sure will much enjoy teaching you. Maybe, if you don't object, we should call you Professor Abigail?' he inquired to the new teacher.
She smiled and said, 'Yes, it would be a lot easier if you called me Professor Abigail.'
'Good, good.' Said Dumbledore. 'Now, I expect you to be absolutely starving after the old man's rabbiting rant…so tuck in!'
'YEAH!' shouted Ron, overcome by his stomach.
Hermione and Harry rolled their eyes and set to work devouring the delicious feast.
A/N: This fic promises to have lots of short chapters, sorry if you don't like that – it's just the way I like to write. I hope that you have enjoyed it so far, and I would sincerely appreciate it if you would be so kind as to REVIEW! The reviews really keep me going! Also, thank to all that have reviewed…I love you guys!