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Chapter 2: Three ugly Ferrets
The day's slipped by, it was a bright but cheerless morning in the Weasley's Burrow and there was still no sign of Ginny.
To pass time Harry pulled out an old dusty game of squibble Involving two or more players, the aim of the game is to answer a series of questions correctly, if you get one incorrect a squid pops out and squirts you with black liquid hence the name squibble, great for revision!!!
"Care for a game Ron", grinned Harry pulling several grubby cards out of the box.
"Do I" cried Ron, as he snatched up his favourite piece the rat.
"What about you Hermione".
"Well I've got to much homework to do, and....eummm...and I need to read Muggle studies book one ... again" mumbled Hermione.
"But you've done all your homework you finished it on the first week of the holidays", Harry said floating his owl across the board in circles.
"She's chicken" joked Ron doing absurd chicken impersonations (Which Ron thought he was very good at, little did he know).
"Am not, I'd probably get all the questions right anyway" argued Hermione and with this Hermione stormed out of the room.
*
"Up! Get Up! Come on you slackers, you're gonna be late!" Mrs. Weasley screeched up the stairs.
"I'm up, I'm up", Ron grunted, rubbing his eyes and rolling out of bed.
Ron raced down the stairs, only to find Harry and Hermione already up and eating breakfast, fully dressed!!!
"Good Morning Ron!" Harry and Hermione chanted together with identical smiles on their faces.
"Why are you two so happy", Ron scowled pulling up a chair.
"We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Hog", Harry sang.
Hermione elbowed Harry in the ribs.
"Don't be so stupid Harry, Ron it's our first day as 5th years",
"Holy fu....Mother of Mary", Ron quickly substituted the swear word for this, as he caught sight of his mother standing in the doorway.
"I'll have less of that, thank you very much" said Mrs. Weasley glaring at her youngest Son.
"How long before we're supposed to be in London" Ron panicked, he stuffed a piece of toast in his mouth as best as he could as he sorted through a drawer.
"Oh we have plenty of time" Said Harry glancing down at his watch.
"Fourty-Seven minutes fifty-two seconds and counting" said Hermione precisely.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh has anyone seen my-" before Ron could finish what he was going to say Hermione cut in.
"Your stuffs packed, your wands in the cupboard, your slippers are under the chair, and your ducky boxer shorts are in the second drawer in your trunk"
"You packed my underwear!" Ron blurted, as his ears started to turn red. At this comment Harry smirked.
"Oh and you Harry, very stylish", Hermione said noting his expression "I think the band round the top of your boxers with H.P on really give them that sophisticated look"
Ron grimaced trying his hardest not to laugh.
As usual king's cross station was packed with Muggles and wizards alike, the trio decided to take the barrier at a run, before they hit the barrier, they stumbled onto platform nine and three quarters. Purple smoke billowed from the bright scarlet steam engine, which stood glistening in the station. From the grey speaker in the far corner of the platform, they heard, Ding-dong and the tanoy crackled into life.
"PLATFORM NINE AND THREE-QUARTERS, THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS WILL BE LEAVING IN APPROXIMATELY FIVE MINUTES, PLEASE HAVE YOUR TICKETS READY FOR INSPECTION UPON BOARDING, THANK-YOU, GOODBYE."
Harry, Hermione and Ron, made their way through the hordes of Hogwarts students towards an empty compartment in the train. The owls screeched and flapped around in their cages as they became very impatient. Crookshanks the cat was clawing his basket, as he attempted in vain to escape from the cleverly weaved carrier.
The train pulled away from the station and left the chatter of parents behind.
"Want one?" mumbled Ron chewing on a mouthful of singing slime balls with the tune of, Ye Olde Macdonald had a Farm, erupting from his mouth.
The conversation was interrupted by the sliding of the compartment door.
In walked Draco Malfoy and his partners in crime, Crabbe and Goyle.
"If I'd have wanted company Malfoy, I'd be sitting next to a Dementor" scowled Ron.
"And a happy new term to you as well" sneered Malfoy
Hermione peered over her copy of Hogwarts: A history.
"You know what Malfoy I preferred you as a ferret"
"Hermione, you should have said something earlier" smirked Harry "A ferret you said, and a ferret you shall have!" with this Harry pulled out his wand in one fluid motion and murmured "Minious, ferretium". There was a loud pop and where Malfoy had stood just moments before, sat a pure white ferret.
"Not again" it squeaked with great difficulty.
Goyle seized the front of Harry's robes.
"Change 'im back now or...or. Or I'll cream you!" Goyle growled.
"One more step Goyle and your friend here Crabbe, will be able to open a pet's corner at the local zoo", Ron was now pointing his wand at Crabbe's head.
"Too late" said Hermione as a black ferret scuttled under the chair.
"And one more for luck" Added Harry turning on Goyle.
"Three ugly ferrets scuttling round the train, and if one ugly ferret should feel a little pain" Said Ron standing on Malfoy's tail "There'll be two ugly ferrets scuttling round the train..." (This song was Ron's version of ten green bottles).
Ron turned towards Harry and Hermione who where stood staring at him.
"It's those singing slime balls I knew I shouldn't have ate 'em"
"But you have a lovely singing voice Ron" giggled Hermione sarcastically trying to shake the ferret from her leg.
"Looks like you've made a friend Hermione" joked Ron.
The white ferret which had been chewing on Hermione's shoelace turned to Ron, Harry could have sworn its eyes narrowed as it launched itself at Ron's throat.
"GET OFF YOU DIRTY LITTLE RAT!!!!!!" screamed Ron.
"Tarrantaleggra" boomed Harry "What it's the only thing I could think of" Harry shrugged as Malfoy the ferret began to quickstep.
"You've done it this time, Harry" Hermione moaned, as the luscious green hills rolled by.
*
"Attacking other students Potter" spat Severus Snape, potions teacher "Outside of dueling club hours, and we've not even started the school year yet"
Harry, Hermione and Ron stood in a line outside professor McGonagall's office, Harry masked his feeling's well and stood proud in front of Snape, Ron was looking his usual stupid self and Hermione, well, she was very pink at the shame of being caught in something so absurd.
"I'd have thought better of you Granger"
"Now Severus, It takes two to tango, the Gryffindor students wouldn't attack without having being provoked first" Reasoned Professor Minerva McGonagall "Lets not spoil the feast, come on now we'll miss the sorting" And with that she headed off towards the great hall.
The Great Hall was as beautiful as always, with the stars in its enchanted ceiling glittering in the night's sky. The hall filled with excited students listening intently for the sorting.
The Hogwarts crest was shimmering behind the head table at the back of the room.
A huddle of small, nervous looking first years stood at the front of the hall, facing a stool with the shabby, ripped sorting hat on it. The hat began to sing:
"Now I'm the Hogwarts sorting hat,
Perceive me as you like,
If you're not willing to try me on,
Then you can take a hike,
You may belong in Gryffindor,
As brave as any can be,
Their chivalry and valor,
Are plain for all to see,
Or maybe good old Hufflepuff,
Their loyal and they care,
If you're alone and need a friend,
You'll find one don't despair,
The Ravenclaws are wise and fair,
Their quite a clever lot,
If you're as bright as you think you are,
Your coin will fit their slot,
And now there's cunning Slytherin,
They're a crafty bunch,
If you are dim and don't comply,
They'll eat you for their lunch,
So pick me up and try me on,
I doubt I'll fit your head,
But I'm enough to see what's there,
And see you to your bed."
After the sorting had finished and the first years placed in their appropriate houses, Dumbledore arose from his seat at the head table.
"Welcome students, staff, to another fine year at our beloved school Hogwarts. As for notices, may I remind you that the forbidden forest is out of bounds, as is the third floor corridor. After the feast, first years will be shown to their rooms." Dumbledore began,
"Oh, and before I forget, may I welcome two new students that have transferred to this school from Beuxbatons, their names are Ròse Talia and Aleta Veris." Dumbledore smiled, gesturing towards a door to the right of the Great Hall.
"They will be entering the 5th Year, Minerva if you would please", he said turning to Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall retrieved a piece of parchment and read aloud.
"Ròse Talia, if you would please step forward and try on the sorting hat"
At this a nervous, tawny brunette walked into the hall, she had rather tanned skin, and sunlit hair. Her dark eyes scanned all the faces in the hall, and she wore a look of nervous determination on her face. She smiled weakly and sat on the stool which stood at the front of the hall. Professor McGonagall raised the sorting hat over her head and let it slide on, momentarily covering her eyes and nose.
It took a few seconds before it finally shouted,
"GRYFFINDOR", the whole of Gryffindor burst into applause. In acknowledgment Ròse smiled in their direction. She then lifted the hat from her head and made for Gryffindor table, seating herself at the top near Lavender and Hermione.
Her head turned back towards Professor McGonagall, waiting expectantly for the other student to be sorted.
"Aleta Veris" Professor McGonagall called to the other student leaning lazily against the door frame.
Aleta glided towards the stool, pushing her long, raven black hair behind her ear.
Harry saw Aleta's startling blue eyes flash in the direction of Ròse who nodded in understanding. Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on Aleta's head.
The sorting hat sat remotely still. Both students and staff shifted uncomfortably on the incredibly long benches. Ròse looked more uncomfortable than most.
Harry was unsure of what was going on, but unknown to Harry the hat was whispering in Aleta's ear.
"Hmmmm, a tricky one, all muddled, well she's quick witted, brave," The hat was completely confused "Oh she's loyal and cunning, never had anyone like this before, All sorts 'a strange thoughts in yer head, Well it'll have to be..........."
"GRYFFINDOR" unlike the applause Ròse had been welcomed with, everyone was quite unsure what to think, Ròse on the other hand was stood up clapping loudly, many Gryffindors followed suit. Aleta moved towards the empty seat next to Ròse carefully avoiding the space next to Neville Longbottom who was looking rather hopeful. He should be used to it by now thought Harry.
"Whippersnappers, little Beelzebub's, and whizzbees" Dumbledore smiled.
Harry and Ron glanced at each other.
"He says, stuff like that every year" whispered Ron.
"SSSHHHH" scolded Hermione leaning further forward.
"As I'm sure everyone is aware there is a new teacher to the left of me" Dumbledore gestured with his hand to the seat.
"May I introduce Professor Escodus Dendrosilia, our new defense against dark arts teacher," Harry was expecting someone a little like Snape minus the unusually greasy hair, but instead a tall, grey haired man, with a twinkle in his eye, like that of Dumbledore's, stepped forth.
"It's a pleasure to be teaching at such a fine school, I've been working with Dumbledore over the years and I have seen how much Hogwarts has grown, and I'm sure the students will make my first term a welcoming one............" Professor Dendrosilia rambled for a good fifteen minutes, by which time at least a quarter of the students where on the verge of falling asleep.
"Let the feast begin" Dumbledore clicked his fingers and the tables where laid with exquisite foods of all sorts.
Ron belched aloud much to the disgust of Hermione who was wiping a bit of pumpkin from the side of her face.
"Oh honestly Ron, do you have to do something like that at the table".
"Don't be so snobby, oh I forgot you don't burp do you" complained Ron.
"Sometimes I think she's not human, she doesn't burp, she doesn't pick her nose" added Harry.
"And she doesn't far...."
"That's quite enough Ron" snapped Hermione.
There was a conversation being exchanged between Ròse and Aleta that didn't sound entirely English.
There was a complete silence on the Gryffindor table as they all listened to Ròse and Aleta arguing loudly in a strange unknown language.
The conversation ended abruptly as the two became aware of all eyes now staring in their direction.
"Sorry force of habit!" shrugged Ròse.
Just as conversation was beginning to return to the Gryffindor table, Dumbledore rose from his seat.
"I trust now we have had our fill of fine food and drink", as Dumbledore spoke the tables magically cleared of left overs.
"After this most enjoyable evening, I regret to say I have some grave news, one of our number, a student from Gryffindor has disappeared" Dumbledore's words were followed by gasps, whispers and the turning of heads towards the empty space at the Gryffindor table.
"Her name is Ginny Weasley", the entire student body exploded, people pointed in the Weasley's direction while whispering to their friends,
"It's the red head's little sister, that one next to Potter"
"Don't listen to them Ron"
"Bet she's dead"
"Don't listen!"
"Him over there..........."
"I said don't listen!"
"It was bound to happen sometime"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's it I've had enough" bellowed Ron as he stormed out of the great hall.
Ron was sat outside the Gryffindor common room as Harry and Hermione approached.
"Ron are you all right?" said Hermione rather concerned.
"I'm fine" mumbled Ron wiping a stray tear from his eye.
The portrait of the Fat Lady was beaming down at all the Gryffindors with a smile as sweet as barley sugar on her chubby face.
"What's the password?" inquired Harry.
"Err, don't know" replied Ron.
"Well, If you two blundering idiots had been listening you would have heard it, wouldn't you!" scolded Hermione.
From further down the corridor laughter erupted from a bunch of slimy Slytherin students, who where stood around Neville Longbottom. He had tripped over Malfoy's foot, which had "accidentally" got in his way.
Neville was nursing a fat lip and a bloody nose.
"You think that's funny Malfoy, you won't be laughing when I re-arrange your face," screamed Aleta with both her hands placed on her hip in a defiant way.
"Or when you're picking your teeth up of the floor" commented Ròse.
"Ooooooohhh I'm shaking in my boots" challenged Malfoy.
"You're not wearing any boots" Ròse said amused, raising an eyebrow and staring at his shoes.
"Or for that matter, anything!" smiled Ròse as she looked Malfoy dead in the eyes.
Draco looked down as the Gryffindors began to laugh. He was stood wearing only his very ill-fitting Y-fronts.
"I knew that big broomstick was compensating for something" Aleta grinned suppressing a laugh.
By this time Ròse was rolling around on the floor clutching her stomach, laughing uncontrollably whilst banging in to several peoples feet.
This continued for several minutes, while Malfoy was rooted to the spot, with his eye's wide in horror.
"Euuh...uhhh...ehhh." jabbered Malfoy as he grabbed the pile of clothes and disappeared down the corridor faster than Ron could say ferret.
"Tosser!" Aleta called after him, gesturing with her middle finger "Ròse... come on!", she grabbed the back of Ròse's black robe's who was still pointing in the direction which Malfoy had gone.
"It's no good, I'll have to drag her". Ròse ended up sliding down the marble corridor backwards to the Gryffindor common room.
The fire in the common room was crackling loudly and the same old tapestries lined the walls. Ròse and Aleta where sat in the seats closest to the fire.
Fred and George pushed past several first years that had got in their way and walked over towards them.
"How did you do it?" asked Fred.
"Do what?" said Ròse twisting her fingers through her hair.
"You know, leaving Malfoy standing there in his kecks" said George a little bit too loud which had caused people to glance in their direction with sceptical looks.
"Hi guys," said Ron to Fred and George as Harry and Hermione came up beside him.
"If you think that was good, you ain't seen anything yet!" boasted Aleta.
"Well, you still haven't told us how you did it".
"A slight flick of the wand and a small incantation is all it needed" replied Ròse.
"Anyway, I'm Harry, and these two are..."
"Hermione".
"Ron".
"We saw you at the ice-cream Parlour in Diagon Alley" said Ròse.
"I expect I was buying my school things".
"Actual you where running off towards the bookshop screaming your head off" chuckled Aleta.
"Err...That was sort of my fault" admitted Harry guiltily.
"Come on I'll show you to the girls' dormitory" said Hermione.
"Thanks" chanted Ròse and Aleta.
Chapter 2: Three ugly Ferrets
The day's slipped by, it was a bright but cheerless morning in the Weasley's Burrow and there was still no sign of Ginny.
To pass time Harry pulled out an old dusty game of squibble Involving two or more players, the aim of the game is to answer a series of questions correctly, if you get one incorrect a squid pops out and squirts you with black liquid hence the name squibble, great for revision!!!
"Care for a game Ron", grinned Harry pulling several grubby cards out of the box.
"Do I" cried Ron, as he snatched up his favourite piece the rat.
"What about you Hermione".
"Well I've got to much homework to do, and....eummm...and I need to read Muggle studies book one ... again" mumbled Hermione.
"But you've done all your homework you finished it on the first week of the holidays", Harry said floating his owl across the board in circles.
"She's chicken" joked Ron doing absurd chicken impersonations (Which Ron thought he was very good at, little did he know).
"Am not, I'd probably get all the questions right anyway" argued Hermione and with this Hermione stormed out of the room.
*
"Up! Get Up! Come on you slackers, you're gonna be late!" Mrs. Weasley screeched up the stairs.
"I'm up, I'm up", Ron grunted, rubbing his eyes and rolling out of bed.
Ron raced down the stairs, only to find Harry and Hermione already up and eating breakfast, fully dressed!!!
"Good Morning Ron!" Harry and Hermione chanted together with identical smiles on their faces.
"Why are you two so happy", Ron scowled pulling up a chair.
"We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Hog", Harry sang.
Hermione elbowed Harry in the ribs.
"Don't be so stupid Harry, Ron it's our first day as 5th years",
"Holy fu....Mother of Mary", Ron quickly substituted the swear word for this, as he caught sight of his mother standing in the doorway.
"I'll have less of that, thank you very much" said Mrs. Weasley glaring at her youngest Son.
"How long before we're supposed to be in London" Ron panicked, he stuffed a piece of toast in his mouth as best as he could as he sorted through a drawer.
"Oh we have plenty of time" Said Harry glancing down at his watch.
"Fourty-Seven minutes fifty-two seconds and counting" said Hermione precisely.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh has anyone seen my-" before Ron could finish what he was going to say Hermione cut in.
"Your stuffs packed, your wands in the cupboard, your slippers are under the chair, and your ducky boxer shorts are in the second drawer in your trunk"
"You packed my underwear!" Ron blurted, as his ears started to turn red. At this comment Harry smirked.
"Oh and you Harry, very stylish", Hermione said noting his expression "I think the band round the top of your boxers with H.P on really give them that sophisticated look"
Ron grimaced trying his hardest not to laugh.
As usual king's cross station was packed with Muggles and wizards alike, the trio decided to take the barrier at a run, before they hit the barrier, they stumbled onto platform nine and three quarters. Purple smoke billowed from the bright scarlet steam engine, which stood glistening in the station. From the grey speaker in the far corner of the platform, they heard, Ding-dong and the tanoy crackled into life.
"PLATFORM NINE AND THREE-QUARTERS, THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS WILL BE LEAVING IN APPROXIMATELY FIVE MINUTES, PLEASE HAVE YOUR TICKETS READY FOR INSPECTION UPON BOARDING, THANK-YOU, GOODBYE."
Harry, Hermione and Ron, made their way through the hordes of Hogwarts students towards an empty compartment in the train. The owls screeched and flapped around in their cages as they became very impatient. Crookshanks the cat was clawing his basket, as he attempted in vain to escape from the cleverly weaved carrier.
The train pulled away from the station and left the chatter of parents behind.
"Want one?" mumbled Ron chewing on a mouthful of singing slime balls with the tune of, Ye Olde Macdonald had a Farm, erupting from his mouth.
The conversation was interrupted by the sliding of the compartment door.
In walked Draco Malfoy and his partners in crime, Crabbe and Goyle.
"If I'd have wanted company Malfoy, I'd be sitting next to a Dementor" scowled Ron.
"And a happy new term to you as well" sneered Malfoy
Hermione peered over her copy of Hogwarts: A history.
"You know what Malfoy I preferred you as a ferret"
"Hermione, you should have said something earlier" smirked Harry "A ferret you said, and a ferret you shall have!" with this Harry pulled out his wand in one fluid motion and murmured "Minious, ferretium". There was a loud pop and where Malfoy had stood just moments before, sat a pure white ferret.
"Not again" it squeaked with great difficulty.
Goyle seized the front of Harry's robes.
"Change 'im back now or...or. Or I'll cream you!" Goyle growled.
"One more step Goyle and your friend here Crabbe, will be able to open a pet's corner at the local zoo", Ron was now pointing his wand at Crabbe's head.
"Too late" said Hermione as a black ferret scuttled under the chair.
"And one more for luck" Added Harry turning on Goyle.
"Three ugly ferrets scuttling round the train, and if one ugly ferret should feel a little pain" Said Ron standing on Malfoy's tail "There'll be two ugly ferrets scuttling round the train..." (This song was Ron's version of ten green bottles).
Ron turned towards Harry and Hermione who where stood staring at him.
"It's those singing slime balls I knew I shouldn't have ate 'em"
"But you have a lovely singing voice Ron" giggled Hermione sarcastically trying to shake the ferret from her leg.
"Looks like you've made a friend Hermione" joked Ron.
The white ferret which had been chewing on Hermione's shoelace turned to Ron, Harry could have sworn its eyes narrowed as it launched itself at Ron's throat.
"GET OFF YOU DIRTY LITTLE RAT!!!!!!" screamed Ron.
"Tarrantaleggra" boomed Harry "What it's the only thing I could think of" Harry shrugged as Malfoy the ferret began to quickstep.
"You've done it this time, Harry" Hermione moaned, as the luscious green hills rolled by.
*
"Attacking other students Potter" spat Severus Snape, potions teacher "Outside of dueling club hours, and we've not even started the school year yet"
Harry, Hermione and Ron stood in a line outside professor McGonagall's office, Harry masked his feeling's well and stood proud in front of Snape, Ron was looking his usual stupid self and Hermione, well, she was very pink at the shame of being caught in something so absurd.
"I'd have thought better of you Granger"
"Now Severus, It takes two to tango, the Gryffindor students wouldn't attack without having being provoked first" Reasoned Professor Minerva McGonagall "Lets not spoil the feast, come on now we'll miss the sorting" And with that she headed off towards the great hall.
The Great Hall was as beautiful as always, with the stars in its enchanted ceiling glittering in the night's sky. The hall filled with excited students listening intently for the sorting.
The Hogwarts crest was shimmering behind the head table at the back of the room.
A huddle of small, nervous looking first years stood at the front of the hall, facing a stool with the shabby, ripped sorting hat on it. The hat began to sing:
"Now I'm the Hogwarts sorting hat,
Perceive me as you like,
If you're not willing to try me on,
Then you can take a hike,
You may belong in Gryffindor,
As brave as any can be,
Their chivalry and valor,
Are plain for all to see,
Or maybe good old Hufflepuff,
Their loyal and they care,
If you're alone and need a friend,
You'll find one don't despair,
The Ravenclaws are wise and fair,
Their quite a clever lot,
If you're as bright as you think you are,
Your coin will fit their slot,
And now there's cunning Slytherin,
They're a crafty bunch,
If you are dim and don't comply,
They'll eat you for their lunch,
So pick me up and try me on,
I doubt I'll fit your head,
But I'm enough to see what's there,
And see you to your bed."
After the sorting had finished and the first years placed in their appropriate houses, Dumbledore arose from his seat at the head table.
"Welcome students, staff, to another fine year at our beloved school Hogwarts. As for notices, may I remind you that the forbidden forest is out of bounds, as is the third floor corridor. After the feast, first years will be shown to their rooms." Dumbledore began,
"Oh, and before I forget, may I welcome two new students that have transferred to this school from Beuxbatons, their names are Ròse Talia and Aleta Veris." Dumbledore smiled, gesturing towards a door to the right of the Great Hall.
"They will be entering the 5th Year, Minerva if you would please", he said turning to Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall retrieved a piece of parchment and read aloud.
"Ròse Talia, if you would please step forward and try on the sorting hat"
At this a nervous, tawny brunette walked into the hall, she had rather tanned skin, and sunlit hair. Her dark eyes scanned all the faces in the hall, and she wore a look of nervous determination on her face. She smiled weakly and sat on the stool which stood at the front of the hall. Professor McGonagall raised the sorting hat over her head and let it slide on, momentarily covering her eyes and nose.
It took a few seconds before it finally shouted,
"GRYFFINDOR", the whole of Gryffindor burst into applause. In acknowledgment Ròse smiled in their direction. She then lifted the hat from her head and made for Gryffindor table, seating herself at the top near Lavender and Hermione.
Her head turned back towards Professor McGonagall, waiting expectantly for the other student to be sorted.
"Aleta Veris" Professor McGonagall called to the other student leaning lazily against the door frame.
Aleta glided towards the stool, pushing her long, raven black hair behind her ear.
Harry saw Aleta's startling blue eyes flash in the direction of Ròse who nodded in understanding. Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on Aleta's head.
The sorting hat sat remotely still. Both students and staff shifted uncomfortably on the incredibly long benches. Ròse looked more uncomfortable than most.
Harry was unsure of what was going on, but unknown to Harry the hat was whispering in Aleta's ear.
"Hmmmm, a tricky one, all muddled, well she's quick witted, brave," The hat was completely confused "Oh she's loyal and cunning, never had anyone like this before, All sorts 'a strange thoughts in yer head, Well it'll have to be..........."
"GRYFFINDOR" unlike the applause Ròse had been welcomed with, everyone was quite unsure what to think, Ròse on the other hand was stood up clapping loudly, many Gryffindors followed suit. Aleta moved towards the empty seat next to Ròse carefully avoiding the space next to Neville Longbottom who was looking rather hopeful. He should be used to it by now thought Harry.
"Whippersnappers, little Beelzebub's, and whizzbees" Dumbledore smiled.
Harry and Ron glanced at each other.
"He says, stuff like that every year" whispered Ron.
"SSSHHHH" scolded Hermione leaning further forward.
"As I'm sure everyone is aware there is a new teacher to the left of me" Dumbledore gestured with his hand to the seat.
"May I introduce Professor Escodus Dendrosilia, our new defense against dark arts teacher," Harry was expecting someone a little like Snape minus the unusually greasy hair, but instead a tall, grey haired man, with a twinkle in his eye, like that of Dumbledore's, stepped forth.
"It's a pleasure to be teaching at such a fine school, I've been working with Dumbledore over the years and I have seen how much Hogwarts has grown, and I'm sure the students will make my first term a welcoming one............" Professor Dendrosilia rambled for a good fifteen minutes, by which time at least a quarter of the students where on the verge of falling asleep.
"Let the feast begin" Dumbledore clicked his fingers and the tables where laid with exquisite foods of all sorts.
Ron belched aloud much to the disgust of Hermione who was wiping a bit of pumpkin from the side of her face.
"Oh honestly Ron, do you have to do something like that at the table".
"Don't be so snobby, oh I forgot you don't burp do you" complained Ron.
"Sometimes I think she's not human, she doesn't burp, she doesn't pick her nose" added Harry.
"And she doesn't far...."
"That's quite enough Ron" snapped Hermione.
There was a conversation being exchanged between Ròse and Aleta that didn't sound entirely English.
There was a complete silence on the Gryffindor table as they all listened to Ròse and Aleta arguing loudly in a strange unknown language.
The conversation ended abruptly as the two became aware of all eyes now staring in their direction.
"Sorry force of habit!" shrugged Ròse.
Just as conversation was beginning to return to the Gryffindor table, Dumbledore rose from his seat.
"I trust now we have had our fill of fine food and drink", as Dumbledore spoke the tables magically cleared of left overs.
"After this most enjoyable evening, I regret to say I have some grave news, one of our number, a student from Gryffindor has disappeared" Dumbledore's words were followed by gasps, whispers and the turning of heads towards the empty space at the Gryffindor table.
"Her name is Ginny Weasley", the entire student body exploded, people pointed in the Weasley's direction while whispering to their friends,
"It's the red head's little sister, that one next to Potter"
"Don't listen to them Ron"
"Bet she's dead"
"Don't listen!"
"Him over there..........."
"I said don't listen!"
"It was bound to happen sometime"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's it I've had enough" bellowed Ron as he stormed out of the great hall.
Ron was sat outside the Gryffindor common room as Harry and Hermione approached.
"Ron are you all right?" said Hermione rather concerned.
"I'm fine" mumbled Ron wiping a stray tear from his eye.
The portrait of the Fat Lady was beaming down at all the Gryffindors with a smile as sweet as barley sugar on her chubby face.
"What's the password?" inquired Harry.
"Err, don't know" replied Ron.
"Well, If you two blundering idiots had been listening you would have heard it, wouldn't you!" scolded Hermione.
From further down the corridor laughter erupted from a bunch of slimy Slytherin students, who where stood around Neville Longbottom. He had tripped over Malfoy's foot, which had "accidentally" got in his way.
Neville was nursing a fat lip and a bloody nose.
"You think that's funny Malfoy, you won't be laughing when I re-arrange your face," screamed Aleta with both her hands placed on her hip in a defiant way.
"Or when you're picking your teeth up of the floor" commented Ròse.
"Ooooooohhh I'm shaking in my boots" challenged Malfoy.
"You're not wearing any boots" Ròse said amused, raising an eyebrow and staring at his shoes.
"Or for that matter, anything!" smiled Ròse as she looked Malfoy dead in the eyes.
Draco looked down as the Gryffindors began to laugh. He was stood wearing only his very ill-fitting Y-fronts.
"I knew that big broomstick was compensating for something" Aleta grinned suppressing a laugh.
By this time Ròse was rolling around on the floor clutching her stomach, laughing uncontrollably whilst banging in to several peoples feet.
This continued for several minutes, while Malfoy was rooted to the spot, with his eye's wide in horror.
"Euuh...uhhh...ehhh." jabbered Malfoy as he grabbed the pile of clothes and disappeared down the corridor faster than Ron could say ferret.
"Tosser!" Aleta called after him, gesturing with her middle finger "Ròse... come on!", she grabbed the back of Ròse's black robe's who was still pointing in the direction which Malfoy had gone.
"It's no good, I'll have to drag her". Ròse ended up sliding down the marble corridor backwards to the Gryffindor common room.
The fire in the common room was crackling loudly and the same old tapestries lined the walls. Ròse and Aleta where sat in the seats closest to the fire.
Fred and George pushed past several first years that had got in their way and walked over towards them.
"How did you do it?" asked Fred.
"Do what?" said Ròse twisting her fingers through her hair.
"You know, leaving Malfoy standing there in his kecks" said George a little bit too loud which had caused people to glance in their direction with sceptical looks.
"Hi guys," said Ron to Fred and George as Harry and Hermione came up beside him.
"If you think that was good, you ain't seen anything yet!" boasted Aleta.
"Well, you still haven't told us how you did it".
"A slight flick of the wand and a small incantation is all it needed" replied Ròse.
"Anyway, I'm Harry, and these two are..."
"Hermione".
"Ron".
"We saw you at the ice-cream Parlour in Diagon Alley" said Ròse.
"I expect I was buying my school things".
"Actual you where running off towards the bookshop screaming your head off" chuckled Aleta.
"Err...That was sort of my fault" admitted Harry guiltily.
"Come on I'll show you to the girls' dormitory" said Hermione.
"Thanks" chanted Ròse and Aleta.