Chapter 9
Welcome to Hogwarts
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"Righ! Firs years this way!" bellowed an immense giant. "Same with the scholarships!" "That's us," shrugged Victoria, following him. "Victoria!" cried Stephanie, running after her friend. "Wait for me!" "And me!" squeaked Michelle, dashing after them. "Huh? I thought Michelle was blind," said Rachel, scratching her head. "I dunno," shrugged Angeline. "So did I, but blindness doesn't seem to like hanging around her." "Surprise, surprise," muttered Rachel, trudging after the giant. "Surprise, surprise."
In the Great Hall, during Sorting. Victoria wiped her sweaty palms on her tunic, sweat forming on her forehead. "Lui, Victoria!" called the stern-looking woman, on the stage. "Wish me luck," muttered Victoria, stepping up onto the stage. Then, sitting down on the stool, she crossed her fingers, hoping she shouldn't get into Hufflepuff. Hmm.thought the hat. I see some Slytherin in you.yes.and some Gryffindor, too.but no doubt about it, Ravenclaw's the one for you. Ravenclaw! "Yes." hissed Victoria, joining her new House. "Tan, Angeline!" But as Angeline approached the hat, it began shrieking, No! No! Aghr! Get away from me! I cannot stand all these thoughts about math! Noooooooo! Ravenclaw, okay? Ravenclaw!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Angeline stopped, looking quite surprised. "Okay, then," she said, joining Victoria. Looking bored, the woman yelled, "Khoo, Stephanie!" Stephanie plonked herself onto the stool, watching the Ravenclaw table longingly. Please Ravenclaw, she begged. Please. Hmm.well, I think there's quite a bit of Gryffindor in you.ah yes, and Hufflepuff. Yes, you'll be well-liked in Hufflepuff.but if you insist.Ravenclaw! Joyfully, Stephanie joined her friends at the Ravenclaw table, watching her unsorted friends anxiously. "Tso, Michelle!" Sitting down on the seat, Michelle muttered swear-words under her breath. If you put me in Hufflepuff, you stupid, freaking hat, I'll kill you.she growled in her troubled mind. I'll stick a knife in you, and slash up all your stupid cloth.then, I'll stamp on---
Slytherin! wailed the hat. Slytherin! Slytherin!
"Heh, heh, heh," muttered Michelle, sitting at the table under the green curtain. Next was. "Stevenson, Sarah!" Well, this is an interesting combination.said the hat. There's a nice dose of Hufflepuff in you.a bit of Slytherin.and quite a bit of Ravenclaw, too.but.Gryffindor! Happily, Sarah ran to join her new House. "Yippee." Her friends, Louisa and Amelia soon joined her, grinning. "Yu, Vanessa!" I don't want to go to Hogwarts, said Vanessa. And I won't go to Hogwarts. I won't, I won't, I won't. I don't---
Ravenclaw!
"Noooooo!" whined Vanessa. "I won't---"
She was dragged down from the stage, still wailing. "Hodkinson, Christina!" Hmm.let's see what's in your head.Oh dear.I can't see anything. Hmm.a bit slow, aren't you? Hufflepuff would be perfect.murmured the hat. "No!" screamed Christina. "I have to be with my true love, Harry! Put me in Gryffindor, you.meanie poo!" The hall went quiet. "Or I'll.I'll---" she stopped, thinking. Well, at least, trying to think. "Do whatever Michelle threatened to do to you!" Gryffindor! said the hat. And Christina was usherred away to the Gryffindor table. But, Harry quickly picked up his tray and ran to the other side when she approached, disappearing as if by magic. "No! Come back!" screeched Christina, taking off after him. "My soul My heart! My one desire!" "Get away from me, you crazy maniac!" screamed Harry, tearing around the table. "Come back!" Christina put on an extra burst of speed, throwing herself behind her and grabbing his ankles as she fell. It was a tackle that would have made Ranaldo envious. "Oof," groaned Harry. Christina beamed. Then. "White, Rachel!" Rachel sat down, chewing her lip. Ah.Ravenclaw and Slytherin, hey? Damn you, hat. Don't you dare put me in Hufflepuff. Or Slytherin. And sort me fast! growled Rachel, as had Michelle. Slytherin! said the hat. Rachel could tell it was laughing. "What? Slytherin? You stupid hat! I guess you think it's freaking funny, hey? I wanna be in Ravenclaw, you moronic, brainless thing! You privacy invader! You---" shrieked Rachel, aiming a kick at the lifeless hat. Quickly, Professor Mcgonagall yanked her away, pushing her down the stairs. "Go join your new House!" she said. "Go talk to your friend." "Friend? Friends don't call friends names!" snapped Rachel, storming to the green table. "What friend?" "Fowl, Artemis!" "What?" exclaimed Artemis. "I'm not a wizard! Mathematical, perhaps, but that is just a figure of speech!" "Shall I fix it, Sir?" asked Butler, flexing his massive muscles. "No, never mind, Butler," replied the teenage boy. "I need a cover, don't I?" "Yes," nodded the big man, meekly. "Of course." Artemis carefully ascended the stairs, and as he sat down, making sure that he hadn't creased his expensive trousers, as he did so. Slytherin! said the hat, sounding as bored as the woman. "Talking hats," said Artemis, raising a dark eyebrow. "Fascinating." Then he joined his new table. Elspeth was sorted into Ravenclaw, and soon the sorting had ended. "Draco, Malfoy," said the blonde boy, leaning over to talk to the new members of his house. "What on earth are you all wearing?" "Clothes," snapped Rachel, scathingly. "What are you wearing?" "Do you have a problem with our uniform?" growled Michelle, raising her fists. "Because if you do, I can fix that." "What in the name of Einstein are you wearing?" asked Artemis, looking down his nose at the boy. "Honestly! Have I gone back in time?" His mouth dropping open, Malfoy gaped at the three who had just snubbed him. Him! Draco Malfoy! "You need hair gel," added Rachel. "I mean, your hair is too floppy." "You're ugly," said Michelle, not unkindly. "Really. Are you wearing hose, too?" demanded Artemis, getting started. "Yes, and he's fought dragons too," Rachel rolled her eyes. "And you're meant to be smart!" "I am intelligent," replied Artemis, tartly. "In fact, I am ingenious." "Modest, too." "Now listen here, girl," began Artemis, angrily. "Girl?" screeched Michelle. "Girl? You stupid little piece of---" *this sentence cannot be continued, as it contains a high level of coarse language* "I may be a girl, but I---" "I can tell you're a girl," said Malfoy. "Anyone with a nose could," said Rachel, sliding away from Michelle.
Meanwhile, at the Gryffindor table. "Hi! I'm Hermione Granger!" cried the bushy-haired girl. "What's your name?" "Uh.Sarah," replied the other girl, looking quite shocked at her over- enthusiastic welcome. "Do you like reading?" squeaked Hermione, clapping her hands in glee. "Uh.yes." nodded Sarah. "Do you wanna study with me then?" demanded Hermione, her eyes lighting up in elation. "No. Because you're freaky," replied Sarah, looking quite horrified. She turned around to talk to Amelia. "Aw.I am? Is that a bad thing?" whined Hermione. "I dunno. You decide," shrugged Sarah. "Ok." said Hermione, sounding quite confused. Meanwhile, at the Ravenclaw table.
"Hi, I'm Cho Chang," said the pretty, Asian girl. Angeline ignored her, gazing wistfully at the Teacher's table. Undeterred by her lack of response, Cho Chang continued. "What's your name?" Angeline sighed, her eyes still fixed intently on the figure of Oliver Wood. "Well?" asked Cho Chang. "Oliver Wood," breathed Angeline. Then she gave another sigh. "What a hunk." "What did you say?" Cho gaped at her. Angeline smiled dreamily, her eyes locked on the Student teacher. Suddenly, she realised what she had just said. "Hunk?" she asked herself, straightening. "Hunk? Is that even a real word? Hmm. yes, it is." And she relaxed, slipping back into her daydream. "Oliver's teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts," said Cho, still trying to make conversation with her. Vanessa glowered at her, darkly. Victoria laughed. "Angeline's in love. Angeline's in love." She sang, mockingly. "Idiots," muttered Cho. "I object!" said Angeline, angrily, snapping out of her daze. "We are in Ravenclaw, the smartest house, and I am highly intelligent! That's technically incorrect, you know!" and she proceeded to give Cho a stern, emotional lecture about grammar. "Now you've started her," groaned Stephanie. "You know, that's not correct, either," said Angeline, turning to her. "what is wrong with the grammar of this world?" "Oh dear." sighed Victoria. "Oh dear."
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Welcome to Hogwarts
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"Righ! Firs years this way!" bellowed an immense giant. "Same with the scholarships!" "That's us," shrugged Victoria, following him. "Victoria!" cried Stephanie, running after her friend. "Wait for me!" "And me!" squeaked Michelle, dashing after them. "Huh? I thought Michelle was blind," said Rachel, scratching her head. "I dunno," shrugged Angeline. "So did I, but blindness doesn't seem to like hanging around her." "Surprise, surprise," muttered Rachel, trudging after the giant. "Surprise, surprise."
In the Great Hall, during Sorting. Victoria wiped her sweaty palms on her tunic, sweat forming on her forehead. "Lui, Victoria!" called the stern-looking woman, on the stage. "Wish me luck," muttered Victoria, stepping up onto the stage. Then, sitting down on the stool, she crossed her fingers, hoping she shouldn't get into Hufflepuff. Hmm.thought the hat. I see some Slytherin in you.yes.and some Gryffindor, too.but no doubt about it, Ravenclaw's the one for you. Ravenclaw! "Yes." hissed Victoria, joining her new House. "Tan, Angeline!" But as Angeline approached the hat, it began shrieking, No! No! Aghr! Get away from me! I cannot stand all these thoughts about math! Noooooooo! Ravenclaw, okay? Ravenclaw!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Angeline stopped, looking quite surprised. "Okay, then," she said, joining Victoria. Looking bored, the woman yelled, "Khoo, Stephanie!" Stephanie plonked herself onto the stool, watching the Ravenclaw table longingly. Please Ravenclaw, she begged. Please. Hmm.well, I think there's quite a bit of Gryffindor in you.ah yes, and Hufflepuff. Yes, you'll be well-liked in Hufflepuff.but if you insist.Ravenclaw! Joyfully, Stephanie joined her friends at the Ravenclaw table, watching her unsorted friends anxiously. "Tso, Michelle!" Sitting down on the seat, Michelle muttered swear-words under her breath. If you put me in Hufflepuff, you stupid, freaking hat, I'll kill you.she growled in her troubled mind. I'll stick a knife in you, and slash up all your stupid cloth.then, I'll stamp on---
Slytherin! wailed the hat. Slytherin! Slytherin!
"Heh, heh, heh," muttered Michelle, sitting at the table under the green curtain. Next was. "Stevenson, Sarah!" Well, this is an interesting combination.said the hat. There's a nice dose of Hufflepuff in you.a bit of Slytherin.and quite a bit of Ravenclaw, too.but.Gryffindor! Happily, Sarah ran to join her new House. "Yippee." Her friends, Louisa and Amelia soon joined her, grinning. "Yu, Vanessa!" I don't want to go to Hogwarts, said Vanessa. And I won't go to Hogwarts. I won't, I won't, I won't. I don't---
Ravenclaw!
"Noooooo!" whined Vanessa. "I won't---"
She was dragged down from the stage, still wailing. "Hodkinson, Christina!" Hmm.let's see what's in your head.Oh dear.I can't see anything. Hmm.a bit slow, aren't you? Hufflepuff would be perfect.murmured the hat. "No!" screamed Christina. "I have to be with my true love, Harry! Put me in Gryffindor, you.meanie poo!" The hall went quiet. "Or I'll.I'll---" she stopped, thinking. Well, at least, trying to think. "Do whatever Michelle threatened to do to you!" Gryffindor! said the hat. And Christina was usherred away to the Gryffindor table. But, Harry quickly picked up his tray and ran to the other side when she approached, disappearing as if by magic. "No! Come back!" screeched Christina, taking off after him. "My soul My heart! My one desire!" "Get away from me, you crazy maniac!" screamed Harry, tearing around the table. "Come back!" Christina put on an extra burst of speed, throwing herself behind her and grabbing his ankles as she fell. It was a tackle that would have made Ranaldo envious. "Oof," groaned Harry. Christina beamed. Then. "White, Rachel!" Rachel sat down, chewing her lip. Ah.Ravenclaw and Slytherin, hey? Damn you, hat. Don't you dare put me in Hufflepuff. Or Slytherin. And sort me fast! growled Rachel, as had Michelle. Slytherin! said the hat. Rachel could tell it was laughing. "What? Slytherin? You stupid hat! I guess you think it's freaking funny, hey? I wanna be in Ravenclaw, you moronic, brainless thing! You privacy invader! You---" shrieked Rachel, aiming a kick at the lifeless hat. Quickly, Professor Mcgonagall yanked her away, pushing her down the stairs. "Go join your new House!" she said. "Go talk to your friend." "Friend? Friends don't call friends names!" snapped Rachel, storming to the green table. "What friend?" "Fowl, Artemis!" "What?" exclaimed Artemis. "I'm not a wizard! Mathematical, perhaps, but that is just a figure of speech!" "Shall I fix it, Sir?" asked Butler, flexing his massive muscles. "No, never mind, Butler," replied the teenage boy. "I need a cover, don't I?" "Yes," nodded the big man, meekly. "Of course." Artemis carefully ascended the stairs, and as he sat down, making sure that he hadn't creased his expensive trousers, as he did so. Slytherin! said the hat, sounding as bored as the woman. "Talking hats," said Artemis, raising a dark eyebrow. "Fascinating." Then he joined his new table. Elspeth was sorted into Ravenclaw, and soon the sorting had ended. "Draco, Malfoy," said the blonde boy, leaning over to talk to the new members of his house. "What on earth are you all wearing?" "Clothes," snapped Rachel, scathingly. "What are you wearing?" "Do you have a problem with our uniform?" growled Michelle, raising her fists. "Because if you do, I can fix that." "What in the name of Einstein are you wearing?" asked Artemis, looking down his nose at the boy. "Honestly! Have I gone back in time?" His mouth dropping open, Malfoy gaped at the three who had just snubbed him. Him! Draco Malfoy! "You need hair gel," added Rachel. "I mean, your hair is too floppy." "You're ugly," said Michelle, not unkindly. "Really. Are you wearing hose, too?" demanded Artemis, getting started. "Yes, and he's fought dragons too," Rachel rolled her eyes. "And you're meant to be smart!" "I am intelligent," replied Artemis, tartly. "In fact, I am ingenious." "Modest, too." "Now listen here, girl," began Artemis, angrily. "Girl?" screeched Michelle. "Girl? You stupid little piece of---" *this sentence cannot be continued, as it contains a high level of coarse language* "I may be a girl, but I---" "I can tell you're a girl," said Malfoy. "Anyone with a nose could," said Rachel, sliding away from Michelle.
Meanwhile, at the Gryffindor table. "Hi! I'm Hermione Granger!" cried the bushy-haired girl. "What's your name?" "Uh.Sarah," replied the other girl, looking quite shocked at her over- enthusiastic welcome. "Do you like reading?" squeaked Hermione, clapping her hands in glee. "Uh.yes." nodded Sarah. "Do you wanna study with me then?" demanded Hermione, her eyes lighting up in elation. "No. Because you're freaky," replied Sarah, looking quite horrified. She turned around to talk to Amelia. "Aw.I am? Is that a bad thing?" whined Hermione. "I dunno. You decide," shrugged Sarah. "Ok." said Hermione, sounding quite confused. Meanwhile, at the Ravenclaw table.
"Hi, I'm Cho Chang," said the pretty, Asian girl. Angeline ignored her, gazing wistfully at the Teacher's table. Undeterred by her lack of response, Cho Chang continued. "What's your name?" Angeline sighed, her eyes still fixed intently on the figure of Oliver Wood. "Well?" asked Cho Chang. "Oliver Wood," breathed Angeline. Then she gave another sigh. "What a hunk." "What did you say?" Cho gaped at her. Angeline smiled dreamily, her eyes locked on the Student teacher. Suddenly, she realised what she had just said. "Hunk?" she asked herself, straightening. "Hunk? Is that even a real word? Hmm. yes, it is." And she relaxed, slipping back into her daydream. "Oliver's teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts," said Cho, still trying to make conversation with her. Vanessa glowered at her, darkly. Victoria laughed. "Angeline's in love. Angeline's in love." She sang, mockingly. "Idiots," muttered Cho. "I object!" said Angeline, angrily, snapping out of her daze. "We are in Ravenclaw, the smartest house, and I am highly intelligent! That's technically incorrect, you know!" and she proceeded to give Cho a stern, emotional lecture about grammar. "Now you've started her," groaned Stephanie. "You know, that's not correct, either," said Angeline, turning to her. "what is wrong with the grammar of this world?" "Oh dear." sighed Victoria. "Oh dear."
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