Okay, just to set things straight. My name is Gareth Gryffindor, I live in the middle of the United States, and here's where it gets weird. My new school, from my eleventh birthday on will be in Britain. Yeah, an American kid in a British school. The worst is, it's a school for Wizards and Witches, and in Britain. Is it weird yet? I hope so.
~~~~~~ The Heir of Gryffindor - Part 4 ~~~~~~
The rest of the summer was uneventful, after the visit from Harry Potter. And then, there was the day that we were to go to King's Cross station. Now, I barely knew where the Leaky Cauldron was, let alone where this train station was. Thankfully, Tom was willing to take us there. Once we got there, it took a few minutes of looking to find Gate 9 3/4. Once we got onto the train, it was all fun and games. There was some scraggly-looking blond kid trying to give us trouble, but we handled him easily enough. Boy, that Draco kid takes a little confusion hard. We went and sat in an empty compartment, but wandered around some. We met Harry on the train, and he introducerd us to his new friend Ron. I will say this about that Harry kid, he seemed even more interested in the whole magic thing than Gina or myself put together!
When we got to school, we were all told to get onto boats. WE did this, and eventually got to the castle. When we got there, they had us all put on this old-looking hat. That was cool. I've never known a hat that could talk, or even think before! But, when one of the teachers called me forward, I thought I was going to freeze in panic! I learned that my name was the name of one of the houses! 'This is going to be really interesting,' I remember saying to myself.
"Gryffindor, Gareth! Come forward!" I walked out meekly. I sat on the stool, and put the hat on. The instant I put it on, it started to talk to me. 'Well, I can see you are of his family line, and you are true to the basings of it. You would do well in any house, but you will be placed in your namesake,' it said to me very calmly. Suddenly, it shouted "GRYFFINDOR!!!"
Upon hearing this, I got up and walked over to the table with the rest of them. Gina, after being called up to the hat, sat there for about 2 seconds before the hat excitedly shouted "GRYFFINDOR!!!" again. Some burly (and not to mention ugly) Slytherin by the name of Marcus Flint shouted to us as we passed. I think he said something about having the best of the purebloods over in Slytherin, and something else about us 'pathetic Gryffindors, always being weak with magic.' We ignored him.
At the end of the sorting, Headmaster Dumbledore lead us in singing something. Both Gina and I felt something a lot like a static charge while we were singing. Dumbledore started speaking again after the song, talking about music being magic. It gave me an idea I would have to think about. After his speech, we had dinner. Oh, did we have dinner! There was more food on the table than I had ever seen our grandmother prepare for thanksgiving! There was turkey, steak, you named it, it was there! And so many nore things! I finished eating, and looked up to the celing. My first thought was 'There's no celing?! What happens if it rains?!' I didn't realize I asked this out loud, but one of the older students explained the enchantment on the celing.
After dinner, we were led up to our rooms. I was glad, because I ended up in a room with Ron and Harry, and didn't have to share a room with my sister for once! I went through my trunk, set everything up, crawled under the blankets, and with barely a goodnight uttered, I went to sleep. Almost as soon as I fell asleep, I started to dream. In my dream, I was standing there, facing a group of weird-looking creatures that were coming to attack me. Once they got close, they spoke. This is what they said. "Gary, we come for you. The Dark One wishes you dead. His will is our existance. We come to kill you, Gary!" After hearing this, I woke up. Not with a scream, but I woke up. Eventually, I fell back asleep. Little did I know that my sister had the exact same dream.
A/N: I do not own any of JKR's caracters, they're all hers. I own Gary and Gina, although credit for the idea of Gina goes to one of my friends. I'm sorry about the delay, but I've had a nasty writer's block to break. There will be an explanation to the dreams (Later on, of course! Keep reading ^_^) to clear things up. Please review, although remember this, 'Sticks and stones may break my bones, but flames will get you burnt.' Ciao!
-GryffindorArcher
~~~~~~ The Heir of Gryffindor - Part 4 ~~~~~~
The rest of the summer was uneventful, after the visit from Harry Potter. And then, there was the day that we were to go to King's Cross station. Now, I barely knew where the Leaky Cauldron was, let alone where this train station was. Thankfully, Tom was willing to take us there. Once we got there, it took a few minutes of looking to find Gate 9 3/4. Once we got onto the train, it was all fun and games. There was some scraggly-looking blond kid trying to give us trouble, but we handled him easily enough. Boy, that Draco kid takes a little confusion hard. We went and sat in an empty compartment, but wandered around some. We met Harry on the train, and he introducerd us to his new friend Ron. I will say this about that Harry kid, he seemed even more interested in the whole magic thing than Gina or myself put together!
When we got to school, we were all told to get onto boats. WE did this, and eventually got to the castle. When we got there, they had us all put on this old-looking hat. That was cool. I've never known a hat that could talk, or even think before! But, when one of the teachers called me forward, I thought I was going to freeze in panic! I learned that my name was the name of one of the houses! 'This is going to be really interesting,' I remember saying to myself.
"Gryffindor, Gareth! Come forward!" I walked out meekly. I sat on the stool, and put the hat on. The instant I put it on, it started to talk to me. 'Well, I can see you are of his family line, and you are true to the basings of it. You would do well in any house, but you will be placed in your namesake,' it said to me very calmly. Suddenly, it shouted "GRYFFINDOR!!!"
Upon hearing this, I got up and walked over to the table with the rest of them. Gina, after being called up to the hat, sat there for about 2 seconds before the hat excitedly shouted "GRYFFINDOR!!!" again. Some burly (and not to mention ugly) Slytherin by the name of Marcus Flint shouted to us as we passed. I think he said something about having the best of the purebloods over in Slytherin, and something else about us 'pathetic Gryffindors, always being weak with magic.' We ignored him.
At the end of the sorting, Headmaster Dumbledore lead us in singing something. Both Gina and I felt something a lot like a static charge while we were singing. Dumbledore started speaking again after the song, talking about music being magic. It gave me an idea I would have to think about. After his speech, we had dinner. Oh, did we have dinner! There was more food on the table than I had ever seen our grandmother prepare for thanksgiving! There was turkey, steak, you named it, it was there! And so many nore things! I finished eating, and looked up to the celing. My first thought was 'There's no celing?! What happens if it rains?!' I didn't realize I asked this out loud, but one of the older students explained the enchantment on the celing.
After dinner, we were led up to our rooms. I was glad, because I ended up in a room with Ron and Harry, and didn't have to share a room with my sister for once! I went through my trunk, set everything up, crawled under the blankets, and with barely a goodnight uttered, I went to sleep. Almost as soon as I fell asleep, I started to dream. In my dream, I was standing there, facing a group of weird-looking creatures that were coming to attack me. Once they got close, they spoke. This is what they said. "Gary, we come for you. The Dark One wishes you dead. His will is our existance. We come to kill you, Gary!" After hearing this, I woke up. Not with a scream, but I woke up. Eventually, I fell back asleep. Little did I know that my sister had the exact same dream.
A/N: I do not own any of JKR's caracters, they're all hers. I own Gary and Gina, although credit for the idea of Gina goes to one of my friends. I'm sorry about the delay, but I've had a nasty writer's block to break. There will be an explanation to the dreams (Later on, of course! Keep reading ^_^) to clear things up. Please review, although remember this, 'Sticks and stones may break my bones, but flames will get you burnt.' Ciao!
-GryffindorArcher