Amy followed him into the Great Hall still gazing about in wonder. He led
her to the Gryffindor table and sat her down next to him.
"This is Ron Weasly, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter," he said gesturing to each in turn.
Amy gasped. "Harry Potter?" she breathed disbelievingly.
"Er...yeah," he said, looking a bit annoyed. Ron snickered behind his hand.
Amy immediately looked apolagetic."Oh Harry, I'm sorry. I know, you probably hear that all the time. It's just..."
"Yeah. Don't worry, it's okay," Harry said, smiling at her. "So, Seamus says you're American?"
"Yeah, I am. I'm from Southern California."
"Oooh," broke in Hermione, sounding eager. "I've read that California is a very witch and wizard populated area."
"Yeah, I guess so," said Amy thoughtfully.
"And I've heard that schools in America are ahead of Hogwarts. Is this true?"
"Well, I'm not sure. How far are you?"
But their conversation was cut short by the group of first years entering the Hall. Everyone went silent and all eyes turned to them.
Amy smiled at their absolutely terrified faces as Professor McGonnagle placed the stool and sorting hat before them. The Sorting proceeded calmly and the Gryffindors got 7 new students.
Professor Dumbledore stood and gave a few announcements, the normal procedure to the other students, but new to Amy.
"The Forbidden Forest?" she asked in a confused tone to Ron, who was sitting on the other side of her.
"Yeah, the forest is a dangerous place. We've been in there though, haven't we Harry?" Ron said, hoping to impress Amy with their adventures.
"What? Oh, yeah. Right," Harry said absentmindedly, nodding. He was staring, Amy noticed, at a very pretty girl at one of the other tables.
"Oh, that's great Ron," she said, turning back to him. "But I don't get it. Why is it so dangerous?"
"There are monsters in The Forbidden Forest...spiders, werewolves, vampires. You don't want to go in there."
"Spiders...well that can't be so bad, right?" she asked, confused again.
"No, not just spiders, giant spiders. The size of cars! All hairy and creepy and crawly..." he shuddered. "You don't want to meet them."
"Oh, I see." Amy held back her laughter and looked at her plate. She decided to change the subject. "When are we eating, I'm starving!"
But even as she spoke the plates on the table were suddenly filled with all kinds of food, from roasts to pies, to puddings, to fruit. She gasped. Seamus grinned at the look on her face and scooped some potatoes onto her plate.
"Try some. You can't beat Hogwarts food!"
She came out of her shock and picked up her fork nodding to him.
"I'm just so new to all of this. We never had magically appearing food in Cal."
"Really?" asked Seamus, intrigued.
"Nope."
He shook his head and went back to his plate. Amy did the same.
Eventually all were done and the hall began to empty.
"Where do we sleep?" Amy asked Seamus starting to stand. They were the last Gryffindors left at the table, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Dean having long gone to bed.
"In the Gryffindor Tower," he answered, leading the way.
"Oh." She followed him up many stairs and down a few halls until they came to a stop in front of a portrait of a quite fat lady.
"What are we doing here?" she asked, a puzzled expression on her face.
"Why, this is the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room," he said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh, of course." she said quietly, looking at the moving portrait with interest.
"Password?" she Fat Lady asked.
"The password.ah yes, Anoriath!"
The portrait swung forward, revealing a warm red and gold room beyond the threshold.
"This is Ron Weasly, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter," he said gesturing to each in turn.
Amy gasped. "Harry Potter?" she breathed disbelievingly.
"Er...yeah," he said, looking a bit annoyed. Ron snickered behind his hand.
Amy immediately looked apolagetic."Oh Harry, I'm sorry. I know, you probably hear that all the time. It's just..."
"Yeah. Don't worry, it's okay," Harry said, smiling at her. "So, Seamus says you're American?"
"Yeah, I am. I'm from Southern California."
"Oooh," broke in Hermione, sounding eager. "I've read that California is a very witch and wizard populated area."
"Yeah, I guess so," said Amy thoughtfully.
"And I've heard that schools in America are ahead of Hogwarts. Is this true?"
"Well, I'm not sure. How far are you?"
But their conversation was cut short by the group of first years entering the Hall. Everyone went silent and all eyes turned to them.
Amy smiled at their absolutely terrified faces as Professor McGonnagle placed the stool and sorting hat before them. The Sorting proceeded calmly and the Gryffindors got 7 new students.
Professor Dumbledore stood and gave a few announcements, the normal procedure to the other students, but new to Amy.
"The Forbidden Forest?" she asked in a confused tone to Ron, who was sitting on the other side of her.
"Yeah, the forest is a dangerous place. We've been in there though, haven't we Harry?" Ron said, hoping to impress Amy with their adventures.
"What? Oh, yeah. Right," Harry said absentmindedly, nodding. He was staring, Amy noticed, at a very pretty girl at one of the other tables.
"Oh, that's great Ron," she said, turning back to him. "But I don't get it. Why is it so dangerous?"
"There are monsters in The Forbidden Forest...spiders, werewolves, vampires. You don't want to go in there."
"Spiders...well that can't be so bad, right?" she asked, confused again.
"No, not just spiders, giant spiders. The size of cars! All hairy and creepy and crawly..." he shuddered. "You don't want to meet them."
"Oh, I see." Amy held back her laughter and looked at her plate. She decided to change the subject. "When are we eating, I'm starving!"
But even as she spoke the plates on the table were suddenly filled with all kinds of food, from roasts to pies, to puddings, to fruit. She gasped. Seamus grinned at the look on her face and scooped some potatoes onto her plate.
"Try some. You can't beat Hogwarts food!"
She came out of her shock and picked up her fork nodding to him.
"I'm just so new to all of this. We never had magically appearing food in Cal."
"Really?" asked Seamus, intrigued.
"Nope."
He shook his head and went back to his plate. Amy did the same.
Eventually all were done and the hall began to empty.
"Where do we sleep?" Amy asked Seamus starting to stand. They were the last Gryffindors left at the table, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Dean having long gone to bed.
"In the Gryffindor Tower," he answered, leading the way.
"Oh." She followed him up many stairs and down a few halls until they came to a stop in front of a portrait of a quite fat lady.
"What are we doing here?" she asked, a puzzled expression on her face.
"Why, this is the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room," he said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh, of course." she said quietly, looking at the moving portrait with interest.
"Password?" she Fat Lady asked.
"The password.ah yes, Anoriath!"
The portrait swung forward, revealing a warm red and gold room beyond the threshold.