Back to Hogwarts
The last weeks before school Harry spent at the
Granger's household were mostly uneventful. The Granger's house was spacious
and comfortable. It was clean but not the obsessive clean that Aunt Petunia
liked to keep at the Dursley's house. The last before school started, both Harry and Hermione got letters from
Hogwarts.
Dear Mr. Potter (Miss Granger in
Hermione's case.)
I am deeply sorry that this letter was not sent earlier, but due to complications , we at
Hogwarts had difficulty sending out all the letters this year.
Deputy Headmistress
Minerva McGonagall
" I bet You-Know-Who has something to do with the complications." Ron
said, " Well what do they say?"
Hermione , who was already
reading her letter, let out a whoop of joy.
" I'm a Perfect!!" Hermione cried , jumping up and down.
" And you thought you weren't going to be one?" Harry asked.
" Well when it didn't say in the letter with our school supplies....
What does yours say Harry?" Hermione asked, pinning her Perfect badge on to her
t-shirt.
" It says....I'm the new Quidditch captain for the Gryffindor house!"
Harry said, surprised.
Ron laughed, " Why are you so surprised? Your one of the best Quidditch
players in Hogwarts. You think you can get me a position on the team?"
" I'll try." Harry laughed. At
that very moment, a huge black owl carrying a bulky package came soaring in
through the open window.
" Not again!" Hermione groaned.
" What's wrong?" Ron asked.
" That bird belongs to Krum. He think gifts will make me fall madly in
love with him."
" Oh? You two broke up?" Harry asked.
" We weren't going out!" Hermione growled, " But yes we did, Krum turned
out to be Mr. Grabby-Hands."
" If I ever get my hands on that guy..." Ron growled. Hermione quickly wrote an apply and tied to
the owl's leg, next to the package.
" I never want to hear from Mr. Krum again! Come here again and I'll try
some of the new hexes we're learning on you!" Hermione called after the owl as
it flew away.
Harry could tell by the look on his face, Ron's upcoming school year
just got a little bit better.
***
Packing to go to King's Cross was a lot less
hectic at the Granger's house then at the Burrow, mostly because there were
less children. Before you could the say 'Quidditch' , their trunks were in the
boot and Harry , Ron and Hermione were in the back , with Mr. and Mrs. Granger
in the front. When they got to King's Cross, Hermione hugged her parents and
said good bye. When they got the barrier, they leaned casually against it and
fell through.
" Ron! There you are! I was so
worried you'd be late! " Mrs. Weasley said coming over to them.
" Aw mum! You worry too much."
Ron said.
" With You-Know-Who back, it's
hard not to worry!" Mrs. Weasley fumed. Harry felt guilty when Mrs. Weasley
said this. If he hadn't said that Wormtail should be in prison instead of
killed Voldermort would not be back in power.
" Come on, let's go and get
into a compartment." Hermione said. They said goodbye to Mrs. Weasley, who gave
them some sandwiches, and boarded the Hogwarts Express. Soon the train left the
station.
Ron and Harry were talking about Quidditch,
and Hermione was reading one of her school books, when there was a knock at the
door.
" That can't be the lunch tray
all ready." Hermione said , looking at her watch. Alanna's head popped in the
door. Her hair wasn't in a pony-tail anymore, and was looking quiet messy.
" Hey guys, can I come in here
with you three? Fred and George have a bunch rubber spiders that move around
like their alive, and I wanted to get as far away from those possible." Alanna
shuddered slightly.
" I don't see a problem with
that." Harry said.
Alanna plunked herself down in
a seat across the lane from Harry, Ron and Hermione. She was already in her
school robes and a silver necklace and pendant hung from her neck.
" That's odd, I didn't see
that on you at Gringotts." Harry said, pointing the silver charm on Alanna's
necklace, a panther.
" It was under my shirt. I
don't like showing it off unless I can use magic, keeps it from getting
stolen." Alanna said.
" Oh that makes sense."
Soon Harry and Ron
were talking about Quidditch and Hermione and Alanna were discussing different
types of magical creatures, both dangerous and friendly.
" Well, well Potter looks like
your circle of the pathetic is complete." came a high, snobby voice.
Harry looked to see that Draco
Malfoy was in the compartment doorway with , as always, Crabbe and Goyle.
" First Potter , who has
money, but no family. Weasley with family, but no money and Ganger who's a mud
blood and now Alanna Whyte, who has no family, no money and doesn't know if
she's a mud blood or not!" Malfoy laughed.
" Shut up Malfoy." Alanna
growled.
" At least her guardian cares
about her! The only reason your family put clothes on your back is because it's
make them look poor if they didn't. You could die tomorrow, and I'm certain
your family wouldn't give a damn." Harry said. Malfoy went red in the face and quickly left the compartment.
" Well served Harry!" Alanna
grinned, " That little shit faced rat."
" What did he mean by that, Alanna?" asked Hermione.
" The woman I live with, Lynn
Whyte, is not a blood relative. She hasn't told me how she came to being my
guardian, but she has always taken good care of me. I always thought my parents
were royalty from another country that was in war or something. When I found
out I was a witch, and learned that I was born near the end of You-Know-Who's
rein of terror , I figured my parents feared they would be the next targets and
put me into hiding., but I have no proof of this. Lynn tries so hard to earn
money for my school supplies but her job isn't all that great paying....."
Alanna sighed and lowered her head said.
" Who cares about all that!" Ron said, "Besides I have never heard
anyone describe Malfoy so perfectly! Shit faced rat!"
" Ron! It's not polite to swear, neither is it for you Alanna." Hermione
scolded. Alanna arched her eyebrow at Hermione, then spotted the Perfect badge
on Hermione's robe.
" I should have know! A Perfect!" Alanna laughed.
Soon the plumb witch with the lunch tray came
around. Harry bought some liquorice wands, Cauldron cakes and chocolate frogs
for all of them.
" Now lets see whose card I got this time." Alanna said , picking up the
Wizard card from one of her chocolate frog and taking her reading glasses from
one of her robe's pockets. The glasses round framed and silver and blue.
Putting them on Alanna read the card. " Ohhh Zerius the Shift, I like these cards."
" What's a Shift?" Hermione asked.
" You'll be learning about them this year In Defence Against the Dark
Arts this year." Alanna replied. Hermione got her DADA book out of her bag and
began reading it. Alanna shrugged and began reading a muggle novel, Sherlock
Holmes' Greatest Mysteries. The rest of the ride was uneventful soon they
pulled up to Hogwarts station. Alanna waved goodbye and got into one the
horseless carriages with Chad and Fred and George, on the promise that they
wouldn't use any of their rubber spiders on her. They entered Hogwarts' massive
Entrance Hall, to find Peeves throwing bags of flour everywhere.
" Peeves!!!" Professor McGonagall shouted.
" Since only ghosts are allowed to go to the Banquet , all the widdle
kiddies should look like ghosts!" Peeves laughed, throwing two more bags of
flour, one, which hit Professor McGonagall in the face and the other, bowled
Neville Longbottom over, before disappearing with a huge razzberry.
" Well it's obvious what's pissing him off." Ron muttered, shaking the
flour out his hair.
They entered the Great Hall, in all its splendour.
Harry, Ron and Hermione took their seat , Alanna and Chad seating next to them.
" Hey Harry. Heard you're the Quidditch captain this year." Chad said, "
Ready to beat the snot out of the Slytherins again this year?"
" You bet!" Harry grinned.
Soon the first years came into
the Great Hall in their line, most of them looked terrified out of their minds.
" Poor little guys, I hated that part, especially the fact that they
call the name in Alphabetical order." Alanna whispered softly.
" I know." Agreed Ron.
By now Professor McGonagall had brought out the Sorting Hat and placed
it on its traditional stool.
New students here to sort.
Don't worry little your not in trial in a court.
Long ago , when Hogwarts was new.
Its founders gave me brains to sort you, for they could not last for
ever, this they knew.
Gryffindor chose those who were brave.
They did not fear the grave.
Hufflepuff chose those who honest and
kind.
They'll always help you in a bind.
Ravenclaw chose those who were smart.
To them , studying is an art.
Slytherin chose those who were ambitious , and let no one in their way.
Coming closer to their goal each day.
I am near the end of my song , just to end with a little quote.
For the Headmaster I leave this little note.
I would like assistance for later times.
Because the Sorting Hat is running out of rhymes!
Several students laughed at this, while other
acted surprised.
" Is nothing at Hogwarts that doesn't have a mind of it's own?" Hermione laughed.
" I hope Professor Dumbledore is quick with his speech this
year." Ron said, " I'm starved."
" Greetings new and old." Professor Dumbledore began, " I just want to
remind you that The Forbidden Forest is
off limits, for those you who need a
reminder." Dumbledore smiled slightly at Fred and George, " there are many dangerous creatures in
there, including some unknowns." Alanna seemed to squeak slightly, but Harry
figured she found out about the giant spiders and thought those were the
unknowns.
" Well you've heard the ramblings of a crazy old coot long enough, dig in." Professor Dumbledore said,
with the feast magically appearing on the golden plates as it did every year.
Harry filled his plate full with everything within reach.
" Honestly Alanna, if I didn't know better, I'd say you were Irish."
Fred joked as Alanna filled her plate
with chips and mashed potatoes.
" So wmat, I lek potatoes." Alanna said, her mouth filled with mashed
potatoes.
Just as Harry thought he couldn't eat another bite, desserts filled the
plates, and Harry found himself still hungry.
" Mmmmmmmmmmm …God I love this school!" Chad cheered, happily spooning
ice cream into his mouth.
Soon the feast was over, and the leftovers disappeared from the golden
plates.
" For some reason, that feast tastes better every year." Ron said,
patting his full belly.
" Password?" The Fat Lady asked when the Gryffindors got to the top of the staircase , which lead
to their dorm.
" Willywog." Hermione said.
The Fat Lady swung open and let them in.
Harry trudged up to his
room, changed into his pyjamas and crawled into bed. His last thoughts before
going to bed were, Looks like another good year, I just nothing happens this
year.
Authour's note: Sorry it took me so long to write this chapter, but with
school ( ick! ) and all I didn't have much time. Yes I know the Sorting Hat's song was crappy, but
I figure after hundreds of years of making up songs, anybody would run out of
rhymes. Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I hope you enjoy future ones.
Oh yeah, I don't Harry Potter, places, things or characters, I only own Alanna
Whyte and Chad Masters.
