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Summary: This is part of the series Mayhem at Hogwarts. This story is about two evil faeries, their two vampire friends, and their adventures at Hogwarts. It is rated R for some violence, and sexual innuendo (we do not go into detail, so don't get your hopes up.) Please no flames, we're poor little souls.
Chapter 2 The Sorting Hat's Surprise
When the train finally came to a stop at the Hogsmead Station, everyone filed out. Deena and Crystal saw a giant of a man with a black beard standing on the platform. "Firs' years! Firs' years, over 'ere!" he said.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione came alongside the two girls.
"That's Hagrid," said Harry. "He's the gamekeeper and Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher. Come on, let's get a carriage."
They made their way over to where a long line of horse-drawn carriages were. Crystal and Deena got in an empty one. Ron, Hermione, and Harry got in another one.
"Wait!" shouted a red-haired girl, running up. "Wait for me!"
"That's Ginny," called Ron to the next carriage over, where the girls were still waiting. "My sister- Oi, Ginny! Hurry up!"
"Oof," said Ginny, as she collapsed into the carriage. She stood up and climbed onto the bench next to Ron. The two carriages started to go on their own.
It was no time at all before they arrived at Hogwarts. "Ooooh," cooed Crystal, as she looked up at all the turrets and towers. They got out of the carriage and walked towards the large oak front doors. They walked up the stone steps, and inside. Right at the doors was a stern- looking witch wearing glasses and her gray hair was tied up at the nape of her neck.
"Oh," said Ron. "I think she wants to talk to you guys. We'll save you a seat at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall." Then he, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny went through the two large oak doors to their right.
"Hello, Demona, Mancha. I am Professor McGonagall," said the woman, still standing there. "I teach Transfiguration here at Hogwarts. The sorting hat will decide which house you are in, right after the first years. There are four houses: Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. Stand behind the first years. You will look slightly out-of- place, but I assure you that you'll do fine. Now I must go and get the sorting hat. Go and wait with the first years in that room"- she pointed to a room to the left of the entrance hall. Then she walked up the spiral staircase at the back of the hall.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were sitting at the Gryffindor table, waiting for the sorting to begin.
"I'm starving," Ron complained. "When are we going to eat?!"
"I can't wait for the sorting to start," said Harry. -Rumble- "That was my stomach."
"Just then, the long line of first years came in at the front of the hall, followed by Deena and Crystal, who stood out among the shorter first years. Professor McGonagall, who was leading the group, carried a scroll and the Sorting Hat. In front of the line stood a stool. Professor McGonagall placed the ratty old Sorting hat on the stool. Everyone stared at it intently. Then a slit appeared in it, and it recited a poem using its "mouth".
"That was different from 1st year and 4th year," Harry said when it was finished.
"Ha-ha. Deena and Crystal look really funny. I just hope they get placed in Gryffindor," said Ron, crossing his fingers.
Hermione, however, didn't say anything, but put a finger over her lips to signal silence, for Professor McGonagall had begun to call out the names of the first years to be sorted.
"Abott, Devon." Devon sat down on the stool and placed the hat on his head. It slipped down over his eyes.
"HUFFLEPUFF." Devon walked over to the Hufflepuff table, the students of which were all cheering and clapping, and sat down next to his sister, Hannah, a 5th year.
"McGruff, Lisa."
"SLYTHERIN."
The Slytherin table burst into applause.
"Powell, Timothy."
"GRYFFINDOR."
The Gryffindor table burst into applause as the first Gryffindor made his way to the table.
"Simon, Ariel" was a Ravenclaw, and "Burton, Lucille" was a Gryffindor. "Harris, Anna", however, was a Slytherin. She went to her table with a smug look on her face. Harry could see Malfoy, wearing a similar smirk, clapping along with his fellow Slytherins.
While the sorting continued, Deena and Crystal stood in line, nervously watching the sorting. The line was dwindling ever smaller. There were now only three first years left to be sorted.
To take her mind off of what was to come, Deena looked up at the ceiling of the hall, which was pitch dark and was "decorated" with life- like stars. Before the first year next to her was called up (a boy named Thomas Harper) he whispered, "I heard it's enchanted to look like the sky." He was placed in Ravenclaw.
When the cheering and clapping ceased from the Ravenclaw table, Professor Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement.
"I wonder what he's going to say," said Harry. Usually all announcements were saved until the end of the feast, because everyone was so hungry.
"Welcome, everyone," said Professor Dumbledore. "I am pleased to announce that we have two American transfer students joining us in our learning at Hogwarts. I hope you all will do everything in your power to welcome them generously to our school. Now, they will be sorted into their proper houses."
Professor McGonagall read from the scroll, "Demona, Crystal."
Crystal walked towards the Sorting Hat. She felt all eyes upon her, but tried not to notice. Taking a deep breath, she sat down on the stool and placed the raggedy old hat over her head. It was so big that it even slid over her eyes, like the first years.
"Yes, I know exactly where you belong. SLYTHERIN." The hat said the last word aloud.
Crystal gave a sigh of relief, and realized that she had been holding her breath. She had wanted to be in Slytherin ever since she had learned from Ron that it was the house of dark wizards and witches. She stood up and began to walk towards the Slytherin table.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Harry and Ron were shocked. They just sat there with their mouths open. Hermione, however, had a look on her face that said "I told you so."
Harry closed his mouth and watched as Crystal walked down the middle of the hall. The outfit she was wearing flattered her nicely, and fit every curve on her body.
'Too bad she's in Slytherin,' he thought. 'She's gorgeous. Oh well, maybe Deena will be in Gryffindor.'
Harry heard Ron next to him say, "Wow."
Hermione noticed that all of the boys in the hall were staring at Crystal, even Neville Longbottom and the first year boys. (a/n: Can you say, "Ew?") "Honestly," said Hermione. "She's not that pretty."
Harry disagreed. She was even more beautiful than a veela. Crystal made Fleur Delacour look ugly.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Crystal felt all the boys' eyes on her. She knew she had a way with them, and flaunted it. Draco Malfoy, who was sitting at the Slytherin table where she was heading, caught her eye and smiled. Not a smirk like before. A real smile. Crystal smiled back. 'He's cute,' she thought.
Draco Malfoy waved her over to where he was sitting. She sat down next to him. She could never resist a cute guy.
"Hello," he said.
"Hi," Crystal said. "I'm Crystal."
"I know."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Deena knew it was her turn to go up to be sorted. Sure enough, there was her name spoken by Professor McGonagall, as she rolled up her scroll. Deena sat down excitedly on the stool and placed the hat on her head. This time, the hat didn't even talk before it shouted, "SLYTHERIN!"
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Harry had never seen black robes look better on anyone else as they did on Deena, as she walked to the Slytherin table. He didn't know who was more beautiful, Deena or Crystal.
Ron was thinking the same thing. "Wow," was all he could say.
Hermione rolled her eyes when she noticed that the boys were now staring at Deena. "Honestly," she said again.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Deena hated it when guys stared at her, which happened very often. She tried not to look at any of them as she walked. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Draco Malfoy was waving his arms wildly, trying to get her to look at him. She finally did, and glared. She sat down on Crystal's other side away from Malfoy.
"Now I'm surrounded by beautiful ladies," was what he said.
Crystal batted her eyelashes. "Charmed, I'm sure," she said.
"Oh puh-lease. We're not your sluts," Deena snapped back.
"I never said you were. Look I'm sorry for calling you two sluts on the train. I didn't mean it. I was only trying to insult Weasley. And Deena, you fight good."
"Thanks," she said, wondering what to think of him. Maybe she had been wrong about him. Maybe she should give him a chance.
"Hi," she said, extending her hand with a smile. "I'm Deena." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- That's it for now. I'll put the 3rd chapter up in a couple days. Meanwhile, don't forget to R/R!
Summary: This is part of the series Mayhem at Hogwarts. This story is about two evil faeries, their two vampire friends, and their adventures at Hogwarts. It is rated R for some violence, and sexual innuendo (we do not go into detail, so don't get your hopes up.) Please no flames, we're poor little souls.
Chapter 2 The Sorting Hat's Surprise
When the train finally came to a stop at the Hogsmead Station, everyone filed out. Deena and Crystal saw a giant of a man with a black beard standing on the platform. "Firs' years! Firs' years, over 'ere!" he said.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione came alongside the two girls.
"That's Hagrid," said Harry. "He's the gamekeeper and Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher. Come on, let's get a carriage."
They made their way over to where a long line of horse-drawn carriages were. Crystal and Deena got in an empty one. Ron, Hermione, and Harry got in another one.
"Wait!" shouted a red-haired girl, running up. "Wait for me!"
"That's Ginny," called Ron to the next carriage over, where the girls were still waiting. "My sister- Oi, Ginny! Hurry up!"
"Oof," said Ginny, as she collapsed into the carriage. She stood up and climbed onto the bench next to Ron. The two carriages started to go on their own.
It was no time at all before they arrived at Hogwarts. "Ooooh," cooed Crystal, as she looked up at all the turrets and towers. They got out of the carriage and walked towards the large oak front doors. They walked up the stone steps, and inside. Right at the doors was a stern- looking witch wearing glasses and her gray hair was tied up at the nape of her neck.
"Oh," said Ron. "I think she wants to talk to you guys. We'll save you a seat at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall." Then he, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny went through the two large oak doors to their right.
"Hello, Demona, Mancha. I am Professor McGonagall," said the woman, still standing there. "I teach Transfiguration here at Hogwarts. The sorting hat will decide which house you are in, right after the first years. There are four houses: Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. Stand behind the first years. You will look slightly out-of- place, but I assure you that you'll do fine. Now I must go and get the sorting hat. Go and wait with the first years in that room"- she pointed to a room to the left of the entrance hall. Then she walked up the spiral staircase at the back of the hall.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were sitting at the Gryffindor table, waiting for the sorting to begin.
"I'm starving," Ron complained. "When are we going to eat?!"
"I can't wait for the sorting to start," said Harry. -Rumble- "That was my stomach."
"Just then, the long line of first years came in at the front of the hall, followed by Deena and Crystal, who stood out among the shorter first years. Professor McGonagall, who was leading the group, carried a scroll and the Sorting Hat. In front of the line stood a stool. Professor McGonagall placed the ratty old Sorting hat on the stool. Everyone stared at it intently. Then a slit appeared in it, and it recited a poem using its "mouth".
"That was different from 1st year and 4th year," Harry said when it was finished.
"Ha-ha. Deena and Crystal look really funny. I just hope they get placed in Gryffindor," said Ron, crossing his fingers.
Hermione, however, didn't say anything, but put a finger over her lips to signal silence, for Professor McGonagall had begun to call out the names of the first years to be sorted.
"Abott, Devon." Devon sat down on the stool and placed the hat on his head. It slipped down over his eyes.
"HUFFLEPUFF." Devon walked over to the Hufflepuff table, the students of which were all cheering and clapping, and sat down next to his sister, Hannah, a 5th year.
"McGruff, Lisa."
"SLYTHERIN."
The Slytherin table burst into applause.
"Powell, Timothy."
"GRYFFINDOR."
The Gryffindor table burst into applause as the first Gryffindor made his way to the table.
"Simon, Ariel" was a Ravenclaw, and "Burton, Lucille" was a Gryffindor. "Harris, Anna", however, was a Slytherin. She went to her table with a smug look on her face. Harry could see Malfoy, wearing a similar smirk, clapping along with his fellow Slytherins.
While the sorting continued, Deena and Crystal stood in line, nervously watching the sorting. The line was dwindling ever smaller. There were now only three first years left to be sorted.
To take her mind off of what was to come, Deena looked up at the ceiling of the hall, which was pitch dark and was "decorated" with life- like stars. Before the first year next to her was called up (a boy named Thomas Harper) he whispered, "I heard it's enchanted to look like the sky." He was placed in Ravenclaw.
When the cheering and clapping ceased from the Ravenclaw table, Professor Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement.
"I wonder what he's going to say," said Harry. Usually all announcements were saved until the end of the feast, because everyone was so hungry.
"Welcome, everyone," said Professor Dumbledore. "I am pleased to announce that we have two American transfer students joining us in our learning at Hogwarts. I hope you all will do everything in your power to welcome them generously to our school. Now, they will be sorted into their proper houses."
Professor McGonagall read from the scroll, "Demona, Crystal."
Crystal walked towards the Sorting Hat. She felt all eyes upon her, but tried not to notice. Taking a deep breath, she sat down on the stool and placed the raggedy old hat over her head. It was so big that it even slid over her eyes, like the first years.
"Yes, I know exactly where you belong. SLYTHERIN." The hat said the last word aloud.
Crystal gave a sigh of relief, and realized that she had been holding her breath. She had wanted to be in Slytherin ever since she had learned from Ron that it was the house of dark wizards and witches. She stood up and began to walk towards the Slytherin table.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Harry and Ron were shocked. They just sat there with their mouths open. Hermione, however, had a look on her face that said "I told you so."
Harry closed his mouth and watched as Crystal walked down the middle of the hall. The outfit she was wearing flattered her nicely, and fit every curve on her body.
'Too bad she's in Slytherin,' he thought. 'She's gorgeous. Oh well, maybe Deena will be in Gryffindor.'
Harry heard Ron next to him say, "Wow."
Hermione noticed that all of the boys in the hall were staring at Crystal, even Neville Longbottom and the first year boys. (a/n: Can you say, "Ew?") "Honestly," said Hermione. "She's not that pretty."
Harry disagreed. She was even more beautiful than a veela. Crystal made Fleur Delacour look ugly.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Crystal felt all the boys' eyes on her. She knew she had a way with them, and flaunted it. Draco Malfoy, who was sitting at the Slytherin table where she was heading, caught her eye and smiled. Not a smirk like before. A real smile. Crystal smiled back. 'He's cute,' she thought.
Draco Malfoy waved her over to where he was sitting. She sat down next to him. She could never resist a cute guy.
"Hello," he said.
"Hi," Crystal said. "I'm Crystal."
"I know."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Deena knew it was her turn to go up to be sorted. Sure enough, there was her name spoken by Professor McGonagall, as she rolled up her scroll. Deena sat down excitedly on the stool and placed the hat on her head. This time, the hat didn't even talk before it shouted, "SLYTHERIN!"
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Harry had never seen black robes look better on anyone else as they did on Deena, as she walked to the Slytherin table. He didn't know who was more beautiful, Deena or Crystal.
Ron was thinking the same thing. "Wow," was all he could say.
Hermione rolled her eyes when she noticed that the boys were now staring at Deena. "Honestly," she said again.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- Deena hated it when guys stared at her, which happened very often. She tried not to look at any of them as she walked. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Draco Malfoy was waving his arms wildly, trying to get her to look at him. She finally did, and glared. She sat down on Crystal's other side away from Malfoy.
"Now I'm surrounded by beautiful ladies," was what he said.
Crystal batted her eyelashes. "Charmed, I'm sure," she said.
"Oh puh-lease. We're not your sluts," Deena snapped back.
"I never said you were. Look I'm sorry for calling you two sluts on the train. I didn't mean it. I was only trying to insult Weasley. And Deena, you fight good."
"Thanks," she said, wondering what to think of him. Maybe she had been wrong about him. Maybe she should give him a chance.
"Hi," she said, extending her hand with a smile. "I'm Deena." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------- That's it for now. I'll put the 3rd chapter up in a couple days. Meanwhile, don't forget to R/R!