A/N: Here you are! The second chapter! R & R!

Disclaimer: You know the drill, J.K. owns Harry, I own the Walsh family.



3. The first night at Hogwarts.



The door opened and they went into a hall. Inside a witch stood waiting for them. She had black hair tied into a very tight bun and had emerald-green robes. She welcomed them to Hogwarts and presented her self as Professor McGonnagall. Lynn's first thought about her was that you shouldn't try and cross her, as she seemed very strict. Professor McGonnagall told them that the sorting ceremony, in which they should be sorted into their houses, would commence shortly. Then she told them about the four houses, and then to wait were they were until she came and get them, and then left the room. Everyone immediately began to talk about how they would be sorted. Lynn turned to Hermione.

"Hermione, do you know how you get sorted?" Lynn asked, hoping that it wasn't anything painful.

"I... I don't know..." answered Hermione. They didn't get any further since some people had started screaming. Lynn and Hermione looked around and saw why they were screaming. About twenty white shapes, no, ghosts had entered the room through the walls. They didn't seem to have noticed the children yet, since they seemed to be engaged in a discussion about someone named Peeves. This Peeves didn't seem too nice. But the ghosts soon discovered the children and identified them as new students. They didn't get much further though since Professor McGonnagall came back and told the children to follow her. The group went through a large doorway and into a great hall, filed with students sitting at four long tables and with a table for the adults at the end of the hall. In the air, about three metres up, hundreds of candles were floating in the air, lighting the hall. Lynn gasped when she looked at the ceiling. It didn't look like a ceiling but like a sky with bright stars shining.

"It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the outside sky," said Hermione. "I read about in 'Hogwarts: A History'." They continued down the hall and stopped at the end of it, in front of the table for the adults. Between he group and the table there was a chair with a old, worn hat on it. Lynn immediately began thinking what horrible things the hat could do to them when performing the test.

"It doesn't matter, I'll face it whatever it is," Lynn thought. "Although I really hope its not painful..." Barely had she finished the thought, before the had twitched. A long crack opened as a mouth and the hat began to sing a song. Lynn was so stunned by this that she missed over half the song. She managed to catch that it was singing about the sorting and the four houses. Applause broke out in the hall when it was finished.

"Oh, so we just have to put on the hat," Lynn thought. When the applause silenced, Professor McGonnagall picked up the in hat one hand, and in the other she held a parchment.

"When I call out your name, you'll put on the hat and sit down on the chair to be sorted," said Professor McGonnagall. She looked on the list. "Hannah Abbot!" A girl with a rosy face and blonde pig-tails went out of the group, put on the hat, which slipped down over her eyes, and sat down on the chair. There was a pause...

"HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat had called. The Hufflepuff table cheered and clapped their hands when Hannah sat down and joined them. The sorting continued, with people getting sorting here and there. The hat took longer time to decide sometimes. One boy, Seamus Finnigan, sat almost a whole minute before the hat called out "GRYFFINDOR!".

"I hope I get sorted into Gryffindor too," Lynn thought when Hermione got sorted into Gryffindor. Neville forgot to take of the hat when he got sorted into Gryffindor, and had to go back and return it.

There was whispering all over the hall when Professor McGonnagall called out "Harry Potter!"

"Did she say Potter?"

"The Harry Potter?"

"It's that Potter guy again! I wonder why people think he's so special...?" Lynn thought. "Maybe his dad's famous or something..." The boy, who must've been Harry Potter, walked up. He was of normal height, had jet-black, untidy hair and round glasses. "Well, I sort of understand how Hermione could think that he was cute. But he really doesn't look all that special too me." Harry Potter now pulled on the hat and sat down. It took a while before the hat finally called out "GRYFFINDOR!" The loudest applause yet erupted from the Gryffindor table, and two tall, red-haired twins called: "We got Potter! We got Potter!"

After a while it finally was Lynn's turn after Lisa Turpin had been sorted into Rawenclaw (A/N: I know its not like that in the book, but it's where Lynn would be if she really was in the books!).

"Lynn Walsh!" Professor McGonnagall called out. Lynn walked up decidedly, pulled on the hat, and sat down.

"Okay, bring it on," Lynn thought. "Wherever you put me I'll deal with it."

"Oh, brave, are we? That's a Gryffindor trade..." said the hat in her ear, so quite that only she could hear it. "Well, I can see that you don't mind studying either, a Rawenclaw trade... But I think I'll put you in...GRYFFINDOR!" Lynn heard that the last part the hat had called out so that the entire hall could hear. Lynn smiled and pulled of the hat. She then walked down to the applauding Gryffindor table. Lynn noticed that Hermione applauded particularly loud, with a smile on her face.



After Lynn there was two people left to be sorted. One of them, Ronald Weasley, was a tall boy with red hair. He seemed to be the brother of the two twins in Gryffindor. When Ronald had been sorted into Gryffindor also, he sat down next to Harry Potter. It seemed to Lynn that the to were friends, or at least had met on the train. After Ronald there was only a girl left, Blaise Zabini, who got sorted into Slytherin. Now Professor McGonnagall rolled up the parchment and took away The Sorting Hat. Lynn looked down at her golden plate and realised she was starving.

"I wonder when they serve the food..." she thought to herself. Now the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, stood up. He was beaming at the students, his arms wide, as if nothing could have pleased him more than to see them all there.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"

"Eh...what?" Lynn thought.

"Thank you!" Dumbledore finished, and sat down. Everybody clapped and cheered. Lynn laughed a little.

"Well, Dumbledore seems nice, but I wonder if he's a little-" Lynn thought, but her thought were finished by Harry Potter.

"Is he – a bit mad?" he asked a older, rather pompous looking boy with red hair and glasses.

"Mad?" the older boy answered. "He's a genius! Best wizard in the world! But he is a bit mad, yes. Potatoes, Harry?" Suddenly piles of food had appeared on the dishes on the tables. There was all kinds of meat, all sorts of potatoes and vegetables, gravy, and ketchup. Lynn and Hermione looked at each other.

"I suppose we dig in," said Lynn.

"Sounds good to me," said Hermione, and they began to eat.



When everyone had eaten as much as they could, the remains of the food faded from the plates, leaving them sparkling clean as before. A moment later puddings appeared. There was also many flavours of ice-cream, apple pies, tarts, doughnuts, trifle, strawberries, jelly, rice pudding and much more. People talked during the whole thing, of their families, lessons and such.

"Nooo?! They didn't tell you?!" said Lavender Brown, another Gryffindor first-year, when Lynn told her story.

"That's not right!" said Parvati Patil, another Gryffindor first-year.

"They did tell when I got my letter," said Lynn. "so the last month or so I've been trying to learn as much as I can about the wizard world. Though I still don't know it all. Far from it actually..." The talk went on. Hermione talked with the older boy Harry Potter had talked to earlier, who was a prefect named Percy Weasley ("Certainly are a lot of Weasleys in Gryffindor..." Lynn thought), about classes. Hermione hoped they would start right away.



After a while the desserts too disappeared and Professor Dumbledore stood up again. The Hall fell silent.

"Ahem – just a few more words now we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you. First-years should not that the forest in the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." Dumbledore's twinkling eyes flashed in the direction of the red-haired, Gryffindor twins, who Lynn now knew were named Fred and George Weasley. "I have been also asked by Mr Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors. Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch." Lynn remembered that her family had told her of Quidditch, that it was a sports for wizards, played on broomsticks. "And finally I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death." A few people laughed at this, but not Lynn. Her sister had told that Dumbledore meant what he said and wasn't ever sarcastic. Therefor she took the warning seriously. "And know, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" Lynn saw that the other teachers' smiles had become rather fixed. Dumbledore gave his wand a little flick as if he was trying to get a fly of the end and a long golden ribbon flew out of it, which rose high above the tables and twisted itself snake-like into words. "Everyone pick their favourite tune, and off we go!"

And the school bellowed:

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,

Teach us something please,

Whether we be old and bald

Or young with scabby knees,

Our heads could with filling

With some interesting stuff,

For now they're bare and full of air,

Dead flies and bits of fluff,

So teach us things worth knowing,

Bring back what we've forgot,

Just do your best, we'll do the rest,

And learn until our brains rot."

Everybody finished their song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march. Lynn couldn't help but chuckle at this, since it was rather fun. Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand, and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped the loudest.

"Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"



The students were led to their house common rooms by a prefect from each house. They went up many stairs in a room which seemed to almost without a roof, or at least you couldn't se the roof. After a while they got to a portrait on the wall where they stopped. The portrait was of a fat woman in a pink dress. Suddenly they woman moved and asked "Password?"

"Caput Draconis," said Percy the prefect (A/N: I just had to write that one!). The portrait open into a doorway and they went through it, into a room with a cosy atmosphere. There was a fireplace with a warm fire burning in it, and around the room red sofas and armchairs, and even a few tables, were scattered. They got some standard information about when to go to bed, a few rules and such (to be honest, Lynn wasn't listening very well). Then they went up to their dormitories, the boys to theirs and the girls to theirs.

"I wonder which one our is..." said Lynn when they came to a couple of doors.

"Maybe it's this one," said Hermione, and pointed to a door. "You know, with the sign that says 'First-years'..."

"Oh," said Lynn, feeling a bit sheepish for not looking for a sign. They went into the dormitory followed by Lavender and Parvati. Inside they found that their luggage had been brought up and stood beside their beds. Lavender and Parvati threw themselves on their four-poster beds and soon started to gossip about things and giggle a lot. Hermione and Lynn went on to taking out their things, a thing that Lavender and Parvati did soon to, but only so that they could compare make-up kits. This went on for quite some time. Lavender and Parvati was still talking long after bedtime. Lynn and Hermione found this extremely irritating.

"GO TO SLEEP!" Hermione bellowed after asking politely at least seven times, each time with increasing irritation in her voice. "It's almost 1.30 in the morning!"

"We're trying to sleep!" said Lynn.

"Okay, okay, we get it," said Lavender and she and Parvati finally went to bed. "Good night."

"Good night," said Parvati.

"Good night," said Lynn and Hermione.

Lynn rolled over on her back and stared up into the roof of her four- poster. She sighed.

"First night at Hogwarts done..." she thought. She continued to think a while about how the next day would be before falling to sleep, dreaming nice dreams.



A/N: Man, have I sucked on updating or what? I'll do better on the next chapter, I promise. The next chapter will probably be much better than this, just so you know. Oh yeah, I've delayed my main fic until this is done, since that one needs this as a introduction.

Now review, please, please, puh-leaseeeee!



Emher