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made up and the story idea (Maybe.) Thank you, come again. Also, Thanks to
Diane for Helping on this chapter. I could've done it without you!!!
Harry looked behind him to see Ginny, with her long red hair waving behind her and, Hermione, who was looking at her cart to make sure nothing had fallen off.
" Hogwarts here we come!" George exploded out of nowhere.
As some of the prefects loaded trunks into the train others were saying good-bye to their families and finding their own place to sit.
Harry saw a round boy being hugged by a rather old woman. Harry recognized it was Neville being smothered by his grandmother.
Towards his right was a boy named Seamus, Harry couldn't describe him without using the words: unlucky with magic.
"Come on you slow poke, you wanna get a good compartment, right?" Ron asked impatiently while pulling on Harry's shirt. Harry followed Ron, Hermione and Ginny into the train. Right before he leaped on he saw the three strange kids. Harry thought they must have gotten help. He wanted to meet these three Hogwart's students For, he had never seen them before.
"Harry, you can sit down now," Ginny offered the seat next to her. Hermione whispered something in Ginny's ear and she nodded.
Harry came back to realization. He had been thinking about those teenagers.' Who are they? where did they come from? I mean, I know I don't know everyone but, I recognize them. well, except for those three kids.' Harry thought.
" Didja bring any Bertie Botts, Harry?" Ron asked hungrily.
Harry dug into his pockets. He pulled out 4 sickles, 3 knuts, lint and 15 jellybeans.
"yeah, well, some. Sorry, I got a little hungry," Harry said guilty.
Ginny giggled.
'Yup, she's changed,' Harry thought.
The four Griffindor students talked, joked, ate and became closer. The summers can be really hard without your closet friends and sometimes your bond becomes weaker. In this case, It took them all about 10 minutes to become close again.
"Well, we should get our robes on now. We'll be there soon," Hermione said grabbing her robes.
Hermione was right, They arrived very soon after putting their robes on. The train jerked to a stop and the feeling finally hit Harry. The feeling of being at Hogwarts. The memories he had had there were the best in his whole life. He remembered all of his adventures from the previous years and wondered if he'd have any new ones, he sure hoped so.
"C'mon Ron! Hurry up let's get it!" Harry said very excited.
"I'm commin Harry. Don't get your knickers in a knot!" Ron said, he was half joking.
" First years this way!" Yelled a deep voice. Harry recognized that gentle voice, It was Hagrid, The gamekeeper at Hogwarts. He was a tall, huge man with a black beard. It was traditional for him to take the first years into Hogwarts by boat. About 42 kids ran up to Hagrid ready to get inside. Then Harry noticed, the three strange kids were with the first years.
"They can't be first years!" Harry said aloud unconsciously.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked looking up at Harry.
"Those three kids! They're too tall to be first years! Have you ever seen them before? They're not from here!" Harry blurted out so many words it was insane.
"Balderdash Harry! Are you going mad? Remember Ron as a first year? He was pretty bloody tall, wasn't he?" Hermione reassured Harry.
" I reckon you're right, Hermione. C'mon lets get inside." Harry replied hesitantly.
A few moments after everyone was seated in the great hall, the first years arrived. The three strange kids were not to be seen with the first years nor at any of the four long house tables. Harry now felt frustrated as if he had been hallucinating.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts everyone!" Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of the school, said cheerily. Everyone clapped and hooted. You could hear George and Fred over anyone else.
"Professor McGonagall, you may now bring out the sorting hat now," Dumbledore ordered Professor McGonagall, who was a tall, old woman.
She stood up and took a rather old, worn out witch's hat and placed it on a stool in the middle of the front side of the room. She then took out a scroll of parchment out of her emerald robes and she began to call out names.
"Arnley, Maxwell" A small boy with blonde hair jumped onto the stool.
" HUFFLEPUFF!" The sorting hat yelled out. The boy jumped down and ran over to the cheering Hufflepuff table and sat next to a boy that looked like his brother.
" Bones, Sally!" McGonagall yelled.
"RAVENCLAW!" the old hat yelled. All the Ravenclaws cheered and clapped.
The sorting ceremony went on for about 15 more minutes. Now all the first years were seated. There was an addition of 10 new students to Griffindor. Still Harry did not see the 3 strange students. Everyone was ready for the great feast begin. As the food appeared on the table, Fred jumped at the huge rack of ribs.
" Just one more announcement," Dumbledore began. Fred sank back into his seat with a face of disappointment.
"We have 3 new transfer students," The room flowed with heavy whispers.
'Yes!' Harry thought. He wasn't imagining things.
" The students come from our sister country, The United States of America."
Faces of shock spread across the room. The chatter became louder. There had never been anyone to attend Hogwarts that wasn't from Europe.
"These new students equal to be fifth years and they are very intelligent but, will need someone to show them around Hogwarts. They will now be sorted. Go Ahead Professor McGonagall." Dumbledore stated.
Professor McGonagall took the scroll of parchment back out of her dark green robes.
" Kingston, Vincent," she called from the long white piece of paper.
Near the entrances where Filch stood were three shadowy figures. One stepped forward. Harry recognized him as one of the strange lost kids. He was rather tall. he had black spiked hair and bright green eyes. His ora gave off a sense of distrust and utter hatred for a being not of this earth. Harry was sure this dark boy would be sorted into Slytherin.
He walked down the aisle timidly as if he was about to face his doom.
"Please sit down Mr. Kingston,"
Vincent sat down on the three legged stool that was facing the school of Hogwarts. He was so nervous his hands shook and couldn't keep them in one place. Professor McGonagall places the ragged witch's hat on his head.
"Hmm, An American I sense. Well, then, how about.... GRIFFINDOR!" The hat bellowed.
Harry's mouth dropped. McGonagall raised the hat off Vincent's head. No one cheered or applauded for him. He looked around the room for the right table. Seamus waved his hand rapidly to indicate the Griffindor table.
" Kingston, Brigette," McGonagall's voice echoed in the silent room.
The second shadowy figure was a girl. She walked with confidence and her head held high, much unlike Vincent. She had long brown hair that flowed behind her as she walked down. Her ice blue eyes rested on the old witch's hat. She sat down like she had done this a million times.
"She's pretty," Ron whispered in Harry's ear.
Hermione snorted and rolled her eyes.
" Another American! Well, I don't feel that you should be in any other house than, GRIFFINDOR!" the hat yelled.
Brigette got up and sat next to Vincent who whispered something in her ear. Brigette looked down at the table where she met Ron's eyes. She waved and gave him a flirtatious smile.
"Did you see that?!" Ron whispered to Harry. He just smiled back.
Professor McGonagall continued, " Kingston, Madison!"
The last shadowy figure was another girl. She was shorter than Brigette and had short blonde hair.
The girl bonded over to the stool. She sat down smiling.
"She's way too happy," Hermione whispered rather loudly.
Brigette shot her a powerful look.
The sorting hate began, " Is it an American Holiday? Well, You just need to be put in GRIFFINDOR!"
She leaped up and skipped over to the Griffindor table.
"Hi everyone!" She giggled.
A few chuckled, they had thought her American accent cute or maybe even funny.
" Now let the feast began!" Dumbledore confirmed.
Everyone lunged to the food. About ten minutes in a tall, red headed boy appeared next to Madison.
"So you're American?" The boy asked.
"Yes, We're from Texas to be exact," Madison giggled. "What's your name?"
"I'm Fred," an identical boy appeared by Fred, " and this is my twin, George. What about Y'all?" Fred tried to do his best southern states accent
Once again, Madison giggled. "I'm Madison. This is my twin, Brigette and that's our cousin, Vince," She said pointing to all three of them individually.
"Yes, Did you not pick that up earlier, Fred?" Brigette asked coldly. Fred's eyes got wider with shock.
Madison glared at her sister. Brigette shot her down with a look of dominance while Fred and George returned to their seats.
"That was rude Brig!" Madison snapped. Brigette ignored her while Vince didn't even look up once.
The feast ended and everyone headed to their dorms. Ron saw the 3 new students hadn't a clue where to go and walked over to them.
" I can show you to your dorms," Ron offered
"Sure!" Madison accepted.
"My name is Ron Weasley. Fred and George are my brothers," Ron smiled.
"Great, another idiot," Brigette mumbled of course, Ron didn't hear this but, escorted them to the common room.
" This is the fat lady, once you tell her the password she'll let you in- bungalow," Ron stated as the picture swung open.
"After you," Ron politely said, signaling for the girls to go first. Brigette rolled her eyes.
In the common room sat Fred and George who looked up and saw Ron. They both looked back down. Harry waved to Ron, who walked over.
"Hey Harry! Meet Brigette, Madison and Vince," Harry smiled and said "Hi," in a faint voice while shaking their hands.
"Where's 'Mione?" Ron asked looking around.
"Oh, she and Ginny are up in their dorm already," Harry answered.
"Uh, excuse me, Where IS the girl's dormitory?" Brigette asked almost nicely.
Harry pointed to the left door.
"Thank you and good night," Brigette said batting her eyelashes.
"Uh, So I guess the guys' dorm is to the right then?" asked a quite voice who belonged to Vince.
"Yes, here lemme show you all our cool stuff," Ron suggested as Ron, Vince and Harry started up the dorms.
As Madison and Brigette entered the dorm they heard faint laughter from inside.
'Oh good! Maybe they'll speak to us!' Madison thought.
When they opened the door the laughter stopped. Brigette recognized Hermione as the one she glared at. Ginny was a redhead, so she must be a Weasley.
'Oh great, yet another idiot," Brigette thought
"Hi, um, I believe we share this dorm room together," Madison said bravely.
"Yes, yes. I'm Hermione Granger and this is Ginny Weasley. You're the Americans right?"
"Yup, I'm Madison and this is my twin sister, Brigette," Madison said smiling, thinking she had just made new friends.
There was a cat growl and some hissing. Crookshanks, Hermione's orange cat, was puffed up at a cage.
"Oh, Angel!" Brigette said stumbling over to the cat kennel and her trunk. She opened the gray kennel and drew out a black cat with white markings on her chest and feet." This is Angel. I named her after my favorite American Quidditch player, Kelley Angel." Brigette announced proudly.
"She loves Kelley Angel!" Madison teased. Brigette started to seem nice as she sat Angel on her four poster bed.
'Maybe She's not so bad,' Hermione thought.
Crookshanks jumped onto Brigitte's bed to get a better peek at Angel. She stroked Crookshanks.
"Wow, This cat looks sick,' Brigette began. " He's also pretty dirty. Who does he belong to?" Brigette asked looking at her musty hand.
"Me," Hermione answered sternly. All of the sudden Hermione's thoughts of Brigette being nice had faded.
Harry looked behind him to see Ginny, with her long red hair waving behind her and, Hermione, who was looking at her cart to make sure nothing had fallen off.
" Hogwarts here we come!" George exploded out of nowhere.
As some of the prefects loaded trunks into the train others were saying good-bye to their families and finding their own place to sit.
Harry saw a round boy being hugged by a rather old woman. Harry recognized it was Neville being smothered by his grandmother.
Towards his right was a boy named Seamus, Harry couldn't describe him without using the words: unlucky with magic.
"Come on you slow poke, you wanna get a good compartment, right?" Ron asked impatiently while pulling on Harry's shirt. Harry followed Ron, Hermione and Ginny into the train. Right before he leaped on he saw the three strange kids. Harry thought they must have gotten help. He wanted to meet these three Hogwart's students For, he had never seen them before.
"Harry, you can sit down now," Ginny offered the seat next to her. Hermione whispered something in Ginny's ear and she nodded.
Harry came back to realization. He had been thinking about those teenagers.' Who are they? where did they come from? I mean, I know I don't know everyone but, I recognize them. well, except for those three kids.' Harry thought.
" Didja bring any Bertie Botts, Harry?" Ron asked hungrily.
Harry dug into his pockets. He pulled out 4 sickles, 3 knuts, lint and 15 jellybeans.
"yeah, well, some. Sorry, I got a little hungry," Harry said guilty.
Ginny giggled.
'Yup, she's changed,' Harry thought.
The four Griffindor students talked, joked, ate and became closer. The summers can be really hard without your closet friends and sometimes your bond becomes weaker. In this case, It took them all about 10 minutes to become close again.
"Well, we should get our robes on now. We'll be there soon," Hermione said grabbing her robes.
Hermione was right, They arrived very soon after putting their robes on. The train jerked to a stop and the feeling finally hit Harry. The feeling of being at Hogwarts. The memories he had had there were the best in his whole life. He remembered all of his adventures from the previous years and wondered if he'd have any new ones, he sure hoped so.
"C'mon Ron! Hurry up let's get it!" Harry said very excited.
"I'm commin Harry. Don't get your knickers in a knot!" Ron said, he was half joking.
" First years this way!" Yelled a deep voice. Harry recognized that gentle voice, It was Hagrid, The gamekeeper at Hogwarts. He was a tall, huge man with a black beard. It was traditional for him to take the first years into Hogwarts by boat. About 42 kids ran up to Hagrid ready to get inside. Then Harry noticed, the three strange kids were with the first years.
"They can't be first years!" Harry said aloud unconsciously.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked looking up at Harry.
"Those three kids! They're too tall to be first years! Have you ever seen them before? They're not from here!" Harry blurted out so many words it was insane.
"Balderdash Harry! Are you going mad? Remember Ron as a first year? He was pretty bloody tall, wasn't he?" Hermione reassured Harry.
" I reckon you're right, Hermione. C'mon lets get inside." Harry replied hesitantly.
A few moments after everyone was seated in the great hall, the first years arrived. The three strange kids were not to be seen with the first years nor at any of the four long house tables. Harry now felt frustrated as if he had been hallucinating.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts everyone!" Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of the school, said cheerily. Everyone clapped and hooted. You could hear George and Fred over anyone else.
"Professor McGonagall, you may now bring out the sorting hat now," Dumbledore ordered Professor McGonagall, who was a tall, old woman.
She stood up and took a rather old, worn out witch's hat and placed it on a stool in the middle of the front side of the room. She then took out a scroll of parchment out of her emerald robes and she began to call out names.
"Arnley, Maxwell" A small boy with blonde hair jumped onto the stool.
" HUFFLEPUFF!" The sorting hat yelled out. The boy jumped down and ran over to the cheering Hufflepuff table and sat next to a boy that looked like his brother.
" Bones, Sally!" McGonagall yelled.
"RAVENCLAW!" the old hat yelled. All the Ravenclaws cheered and clapped.
The sorting ceremony went on for about 15 more minutes. Now all the first years were seated. There was an addition of 10 new students to Griffindor. Still Harry did not see the 3 strange students. Everyone was ready for the great feast begin. As the food appeared on the table, Fred jumped at the huge rack of ribs.
" Just one more announcement," Dumbledore began. Fred sank back into his seat with a face of disappointment.
"We have 3 new transfer students," The room flowed with heavy whispers.
'Yes!' Harry thought. He wasn't imagining things.
" The students come from our sister country, The United States of America."
Faces of shock spread across the room. The chatter became louder. There had never been anyone to attend Hogwarts that wasn't from Europe.
"These new students equal to be fifth years and they are very intelligent but, will need someone to show them around Hogwarts. They will now be sorted. Go Ahead Professor McGonagall." Dumbledore stated.
Professor McGonagall took the scroll of parchment back out of her dark green robes.
" Kingston, Vincent," she called from the long white piece of paper.
Near the entrances where Filch stood were three shadowy figures. One stepped forward. Harry recognized him as one of the strange lost kids. He was rather tall. he had black spiked hair and bright green eyes. His ora gave off a sense of distrust and utter hatred for a being not of this earth. Harry was sure this dark boy would be sorted into Slytherin.
He walked down the aisle timidly as if he was about to face his doom.
"Please sit down Mr. Kingston,"
Vincent sat down on the three legged stool that was facing the school of Hogwarts. He was so nervous his hands shook and couldn't keep them in one place. Professor McGonagall places the ragged witch's hat on his head.
"Hmm, An American I sense. Well, then, how about.... GRIFFINDOR!" The hat bellowed.
Harry's mouth dropped. McGonagall raised the hat off Vincent's head. No one cheered or applauded for him. He looked around the room for the right table. Seamus waved his hand rapidly to indicate the Griffindor table.
" Kingston, Brigette," McGonagall's voice echoed in the silent room.
The second shadowy figure was a girl. She walked with confidence and her head held high, much unlike Vincent. She had long brown hair that flowed behind her as she walked down. Her ice blue eyes rested on the old witch's hat. She sat down like she had done this a million times.
"She's pretty," Ron whispered in Harry's ear.
Hermione snorted and rolled her eyes.
" Another American! Well, I don't feel that you should be in any other house than, GRIFFINDOR!" the hat yelled.
Brigette got up and sat next to Vincent who whispered something in her ear. Brigette looked down at the table where she met Ron's eyes. She waved and gave him a flirtatious smile.
"Did you see that?!" Ron whispered to Harry. He just smiled back.
Professor McGonagall continued, " Kingston, Madison!"
The last shadowy figure was another girl. She was shorter than Brigette and had short blonde hair.
The girl bonded over to the stool. She sat down smiling.
"She's way too happy," Hermione whispered rather loudly.
Brigette shot her a powerful look.
The sorting hate began, " Is it an American Holiday? Well, You just need to be put in GRIFFINDOR!"
She leaped up and skipped over to the Griffindor table.
"Hi everyone!" She giggled.
A few chuckled, they had thought her American accent cute or maybe even funny.
" Now let the feast began!" Dumbledore confirmed.
Everyone lunged to the food. About ten minutes in a tall, red headed boy appeared next to Madison.
"So you're American?" The boy asked.
"Yes, We're from Texas to be exact," Madison giggled. "What's your name?"
"I'm Fred," an identical boy appeared by Fred, " and this is my twin, George. What about Y'all?" Fred tried to do his best southern states accent
Once again, Madison giggled. "I'm Madison. This is my twin, Brigette and that's our cousin, Vince," She said pointing to all three of them individually.
"Yes, Did you not pick that up earlier, Fred?" Brigette asked coldly. Fred's eyes got wider with shock.
Madison glared at her sister. Brigette shot her down with a look of dominance while Fred and George returned to their seats.
"That was rude Brig!" Madison snapped. Brigette ignored her while Vince didn't even look up once.
The feast ended and everyone headed to their dorms. Ron saw the 3 new students hadn't a clue where to go and walked over to them.
" I can show you to your dorms," Ron offered
"Sure!" Madison accepted.
"My name is Ron Weasley. Fred and George are my brothers," Ron smiled.
"Great, another idiot," Brigette mumbled of course, Ron didn't hear this but, escorted them to the common room.
" This is the fat lady, once you tell her the password she'll let you in- bungalow," Ron stated as the picture swung open.
"After you," Ron politely said, signaling for the girls to go first. Brigette rolled her eyes.
In the common room sat Fred and George who looked up and saw Ron. They both looked back down. Harry waved to Ron, who walked over.
"Hey Harry! Meet Brigette, Madison and Vince," Harry smiled and said "Hi," in a faint voice while shaking their hands.
"Where's 'Mione?" Ron asked looking around.
"Oh, she and Ginny are up in their dorm already," Harry answered.
"Uh, excuse me, Where IS the girl's dormitory?" Brigette asked almost nicely.
Harry pointed to the left door.
"Thank you and good night," Brigette said batting her eyelashes.
"Uh, So I guess the guys' dorm is to the right then?" asked a quite voice who belonged to Vince.
"Yes, here lemme show you all our cool stuff," Ron suggested as Ron, Vince and Harry started up the dorms.
As Madison and Brigette entered the dorm they heard faint laughter from inside.
'Oh good! Maybe they'll speak to us!' Madison thought.
When they opened the door the laughter stopped. Brigette recognized Hermione as the one she glared at. Ginny was a redhead, so she must be a Weasley.
'Oh great, yet another idiot," Brigette thought
"Hi, um, I believe we share this dorm room together," Madison said bravely.
"Yes, yes. I'm Hermione Granger and this is Ginny Weasley. You're the Americans right?"
"Yup, I'm Madison and this is my twin sister, Brigette," Madison said smiling, thinking she had just made new friends.
There was a cat growl and some hissing. Crookshanks, Hermione's orange cat, was puffed up at a cage.
"Oh, Angel!" Brigette said stumbling over to the cat kennel and her trunk. She opened the gray kennel and drew out a black cat with white markings on her chest and feet." This is Angel. I named her after my favorite American Quidditch player, Kelley Angel." Brigette announced proudly.
"She loves Kelley Angel!" Madison teased. Brigette started to seem nice as she sat Angel on her four poster bed.
'Maybe She's not so bad,' Hermione thought.
Crookshanks jumped onto Brigitte's bed to get a better peek at Angel. She stroked Crookshanks.
"Wow, This cat looks sick,' Brigette began. " He's also pretty dirty. Who does he belong to?" Brigette asked looking at her musty hand.
"Me," Hermione answered sternly. All of the sudden Hermione's thoughts of Brigette being nice had faded.