"Children!" Mrs. Weasley called for order as they approached the barrier to reach the school platform. "Harry, Hermione and Ron first. Then Fred and George. Ginny and I will come in last. Go ahead." The first group started to chat and leaned against the barrier and watched as Platform 9 materialized before them.
"Harry!" Neville called from the train car. "I've saved us a car!"
"Coming Neville!" Harry answered, turning to the others. "Thank you for having me, Mrs. Weasley."
"Nothing to it. My house is yours." She beamed. "Go on, get on the train. Remember boys! Higher O.W.Ls!" She called after the group.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Well, well. If it isn't the rejects." A slimy voice belonging to Draco Malfoy spat as he entered the train car.
"Get out, Malfoy." Harry said, not looking up.
"Too bad you're on the wrong side. Voldemort is bad and he's after you, you know." He sated the obvious.
"Get Lost." Harry hissed watching Ron, clench his wand.
"And Weasley. Had you the sense to get new Dress Robes? Or will you still be in style for the 1800s?" Draco teased. Ron got up and before he could say anything, a girl no one had noticed before spoke up.
"I suggest you leave, Draco. You wouldn't want me upset, now would you?"
"Of course not!" He stammered backing out of the room with Crabbe and Goyle behind him.
"Morgan!" Harry shouted in surprise.
"Hello, Harry. It's good to see you again." She answered. Everyone turned to look at her. George and Fred's mouth hung open, as did the other males except for Harry. "I'll see you." She said, leaving the car.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"She's Veela!" Ron squeaked.
"Not quite." Harry said. "100% Witch. Or so I think. But she isn't veela."
"She's beautiful! Did you see how she swung her glorious black hair?" Fred asked.
"I've never been so lost in a woman's eyes!" George whispered. "They were so blue. So deep and dark."
"Gosh!" Hermione exclaimed. "She's just a girl!"
"Yeah." Ginny answered. "So Hermione, how was your summer at Viktor's?"
"Wonderful. Thank you for asking..." She babbled, ignoring the still stricken boys.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"First yers, follow meeh!" Hagrid yelled into the confusion. "'Lo Harry! I'll see yeh at the feast!" Harry waved to his first real friend.
"I wonder what house Morgan's going to be in?" Harry asked as Professor McGonagall brought forth the Sorting Hat. It sung it's song and Professor McGonagall began to call out the names of the first years.
"And now for something new," Professor Dumbledore announced after all the first years had been sorted. "We have a student who arrived from Japan. She's a fifth year and will need to be sorted so if you will, Miss Angelus. Morganna Angelus to be sorted!" Mouths fell open and glares were shot as the beautiful girl stepped forward to wear the hat.
"Gryffindor!" The hat yelled from the wide brimmed tear that it called a mouth. She threw back her head in a bit of silver laughter as she flowed down to the Gryffindor table.
"Hello, Harry." She said, placing herself between the twins. "May I sit here?" She asked, turning to Fred and then George.
"Yes." George whispered.
"My name is Morgan. And yours?" She asked the group about her.
"Well, I'm Hermione and this is Ginny. The twins are Fred and George, but don't ask me with is with because I can't tell unless they talk. And this is Ron. All the red-heads are Weasleys." Hermione answered as the food magically appeared before them in the golden plates.
"I'm starved!" Ron announced turning away from the girl to stuff his mouth.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Password?" The Pink Lady asked as the group of Gryffindors stopped before her painting.
"Sauerkraut. I heard from a prefect downstairs." Ginny informed the group as the Pink Lady swung forward to reveal a hole leading to the Gryffindor tower.
"Well, I'm off to bed, if you'll show me the way, Hermione." Morgan asked, following Ginny and Hermione.
"Harry!" Neville called from the train car. "I've saved us a car!"
"Coming Neville!" Harry answered, turning to the others. "Thank you for having me, Mrs. Weasley."
"Nothing to it. My house is yours." She beamed. "Go on, get on the train. Remember boys! Higher O.W.Ls!" She called after the group.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Well, well. If it isn't the rejects." A slimy voice belonging to Draco Malfoy spat as he entered the train car.
"Get out, Malfoy." Harry said, not looking up.
"Too bad you're on the wrong side. Voldemort is bad and he's after you, you know." He sated the obvious.
"Get Lost." Harry hissed watching Ron, clench his wand.
"And Weasley. Had you the sense to get new Dress Robes? Or will you still be in style for the 1800s?" Draco teased. Ron got up and before he could say anything, a girl no one had noticed before spoke up.
"I suggest you leave, Draco. You wouldn't want me upset, now would you?"
"Of course not!" He stammered backing out of the room with Crabbe and Goyle behind him.
"Morgan!" Harry shouted in surprise.
"Hello, Harry. It's good to see you again." She answered. Everyone turned to look at her. George and Fred's mouth hung open, as did the other males except for Harry. "I'll see you." She said, leaving the car.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"She's Veela!" Ron squeaked.
"Not quite." Harry said. "100% Witch. Or so I think. But she isn't veela."
"She's beautiful! Did you see how she swung her glorious black hair?" Fred asked.
"I've never been so lost in a woman's eyes!" George whispered. "They were so blue. So deep and dark."
"Gosh!" Hermione exclaimed. "She's just a girl!"
"Yeah." Ginny answered. "So Hermione, how was your summer at Viktor's?"
"Wonderful. Thank you for asking..." She babbled, ignoring the still stricken boys.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"First yers, follow meeh!" Hagrid yelled into the confusion. "'Lo Harry! I'll see yeh at the feast!" Harry waved to his first real friend.
"I wonder what house Morgan's going to be in?" Harry asked as Professor McGonagall brought forth the Sorting Hat. It sung it's song and Professor McGonagall began to call out the names of the first years.
"And now for something new," Professor Dumbledore announced after all the first years had been sorted. "We have a student who arrived from Japan. She's a fifth year and will need to be sorted so if you will, Miss Angelus. Morganna Angelus to be sorted!" Mouths fell open and glares were shot as the beautiful girl stepped forward to wear the hat.
"Gryffindor!" The hat yelled from the wide brimmed tear that it called a mouth. She threw back her head in a bit of silver laughter as she flowed down to the Gryffindor table.
"Hello, Harry." She said, placing herself between the twins. "May I sit here?" She asked, turning to Fred and then George.
"Yes." George whispered.
"My name is Morgan. And yours?" She asked the group about her.
"Well, I'm Hermione and this is Ginny. The twins are Fred and George, but don't ask me with is with because I can't tell unless they talk. And this is Ron. All the red-heads are Weasleys." Hermione answered as the food magically appeared before them in the golden plates.
"I'm starved!" Ron announced turning away from the girl to stuff his mouth.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Password?" The Pink Lady asked as the group of Gryffindors stopped before her painting.
"Sauerkraut. I heard from a prefect downstairs." Ginny informed the group as the Pink Lady swung forward to reveal a hole leading to the Gryffindor tower.
"Well, I'm off to bed, if you'll show me the way, Hermione." Morgan asked, following Ginny and Hermione.