Once we entered the Great Hall, Professor Dumbledore asked Emma up to the staff table. She looked a bit nervous.
"Don't worry," I assured her. "Dumbledore is a great wizard, but he's also a very kind man. He probably wants to put you under the Sorting Hat."
She looked a bit confused. "Would you go up there with me?"
I looked at Dumbledore. He nodded and walked Emma up to see him.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, Emma." Dumbledore said. "What do you think."
"It's perfect! Just great," Emma said. Dumbledore smiled and I cracked a grin myself.
"You'll be the first under the Sorting Hat. Since you are the oldest. I am very pleased to have you here. I have heard you are a wonderful witch. Your old headmaster, Professor Christiansen, told me you were ahead of all your classmates. And I see you have already made a new friend." Dumbledore said all this with a kind smile. Emma was smiling widely and I was blushing a bit. Dumbledore cleared his throat so that all the people in the great hall turned their attention towards him.
"Before the first years arrive," he said loudly. "We have a transfer student. Would you like to introduce her Wood?"
I pulled Emma up to the front of the stage were the Sorting Hat lied on a stool.
"This is Emma." I looked at her and whispered quickly, "What's your last name?"
"Sims," she whispered back.
"Emma Sims." I said. "She's from California."
When Emma stood up in front of everyone, a few boys whistled and made hooting noises. Emma turned to me and blushed. I gave her a thumbs up, though and a smile crossed her face once more.
She sat down on the stool and put the Sorting Hat on.
After a few minutes, the Sorting Hat declared that it was sure where she should be.
"I see Emma doing great things in..." The Sorting Hat declared. "Gryffindor!"
The Gryffindor table cheered and I saw that the friends she had made on the train were standing up and clapping their hands wildly. So was I.
I walked Emma back to the Gryffindor table and we sat and watched the first years be sorted.
"Hey, Wood." Emma said to me in the middle of the feast.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I'm really glad I'm in the same house as you."
"I'm glad you're in the same house as me, too."
After dinner,. Percy led us all to the common house and gave us the new password.
"The password for this year is 'Hiccuping lizards'." Percy said with authority. He just had to be the Head Boy. God have mercy on us all.
"What do we need the password for?" Emma asked. "Who are we supposed to tell it to?"
"The picture of the fat lady," I said.
"No!" Emma said. "Really?"
"Really."
"Hogwarts sure is interesting."
"If you say so."
"Well, I do. And I can't think of anyone better to show me all around it tomorrow then you."
"Oh yeah? And if I don't want to?" I said with a joking sort of laugh.
"You want to," Emma said as we walked into the picture hole, Emma staring behind her in disbelief.
"Do I?"
"Of course you do. I'll meet you here at seven tomorrow morning, okay?"
I nodded without really thinking.
"Goodnight, Oliver Wood," Emma said and hugged me goodnight.
"Goodnight, Emma Sims," I said, hugging her back. "I will see you in the morning."
"See, I told you you wanted to show me around." She giggled and bounced off to ask one of the other girls where she would be staying.
"You've got the hots for her." George said to me.
"I do not!" I blushed.
"You do, too!" said Fred.
"I'm going to bed now!" I said, boldly.
"Oliver and Emma..." George said.
"Cute little ring it's got, don't you think?" Asked Fred.
"Sure do," George agreed.
I tried to ignore them and headed up to bed. Trying to get a good night's sleep. But thoughts of Emma clouding my mind.
"Don't worry," I assured her. "Dumbledore is a great wizard, but he's also a very kind man. He probably wants to put you under the Sorting Hat."
She looked a bit confused. "Would you go up there with me?"
I looked at Dumbledore. He nodded and walked Emma up to see him.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, Emma." Dumbledore said. "What do you think."
"It's perfect! Just great," Emma said. Dumbledore smiled and I cracked a grin myself.
"You'll be the first under the Sorting Hat. Since you are the oldest. I am very pleased to have you here. I have heard you are a wonderful witch. Your old headmaster, Professor Christiansen, told me you were ahead of all your classmates. And I see you have already made a new friend." Dumbledore said all this with a kind smile. Emma was smiling widely and I was blushing a bit. Dumbledore cleared his throat so that all the people in the great hall turned their attention towards him.
"Before the first years arrive," he said loudly. "We have a transfer student. Would you like to introduce her Wood?"
I pulled Emma up to the front of the stage were the Sorting Hat lied on a stool.
"This is Emma." I looked at her and whispered quickly, "What's your last name?"
"Sims," she whispered back.
"Emma Sims." I said. "She's from California."
When Emma stood up in front of everyone, a few boys whistled and made hooting noises. Emma turned to me and blushed. I gave her a thumbs up, though and a smile crossed her face once more.
She sat down on the stool and put the Sorting Hat on.
After a few minutes, the Sorting Hat declared that it was sure where she should be.
"I see Emma doing great things in..." The Sorting Hat declared. "Gryffindor!"
The Gryffindor table cheered and I saw that the friends she had made on the train were standing up and clapping their hands wildly. So was I.
I walked Emma back to the Gryffindor table and we sat and watched the first years be sorted.
"Hey, Wood." Emma said to me in the middle of the feast.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I'm really glad I'm in the same house as you."
"I'm glad you're in the same house as me, too."
After dinner,. Percy led us all to the common house and gave us the new password.
"The password for this year is 'Hiccuping lizards'." Percy said with authority. He just had to be the Head Boy. God have mercy on us all.
"What do we need the password for?" Emma asked. "Who are we supposed to tell it to?"
"The picture of the fat lady," I said.
"No!" Emma said. "Really?"
"Really."
"Hogwarts sure is interesting."
"If you say so."
"Well, I do. And I can't think of anyone better to show me all around it tomorrow then you."
"Oh yeah? And if I don't want to?" I said with a joking sort of laugh.
"You want to," Emma said as we walked into the picture hole, Emma staring behind her in disbelief.
"Do I?"
"Of course you do. I'll meet you here at seven tomorrow morning, okay?"
I nodded without really thinking.
"Goodnight, Oliver Wood," Emma said and hugged me goodnight.
"Goodnight, Emma Sims," I said, hugging her back. "I will see you in the morning."
"See, I told you you wanted to show me around." She giggled and bounced off to ask one of the other girls where she would be staying.
"You've got the hots for her." George said to me.
"I do not!" I blushed.
"You do, too!" said Fred.
"I'm going to bed now!" I said, boldly.
"Oliver and Emma..." George said.
"Cute little ring it's got, don't you think?" Asked Fred.
"Sure do," George agreed.
I tried to ignore them and headed up to bed. Trying to get a good night's sleep. But thoughts of Emma clouding my mind.