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complicated either.
A/N: I hope you don't think this is a Mary Sue, because I'm not trying to make it one. PLEASE review! Thanks so much!
In the common room that night they were all doing their homework.
"I can't believe that all your teachers gave you homework on the first day! I mean, Snape was the only one who gave me homework," Christiana said. She was working on her essays, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione were working on Arithmancy, Transfiguration, Divination, and Herbology homework.
"What do you mean me?" Harry asked.
"Well, Professors McGonagall and Flitwick assigned homework, but they both told me not to do it," Christiana replied. "Why? It's probably not that unusual, is it?"
"Uh, Hermione, I don't think she understands who McGonagall is. She ALWAYS assigns homework," Ron said.
"Well, what did you do today?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing special," Christiana said, thinking that it would be better if they didn't know what happened today.
"Oh, well," Hermione said.
"Chill out, whatcha yelling for. Lay back, it's all been done before,"
"What?" Ron looked confused.
"Tell me why'd you have to go and make things so complicated. I see the way you're acting like you're someone else, getting me frustrated," Christiana sang. "It's one of my favorite songs. It's by Avril Lavigne,"
"Oh," Ron said.
****
The next day went almost exactly like the day before. At the end of the day, Professor McGonagall told Christiana to meet her after dinner in her classroom. Christiana agreed.
****
"Miss Granger. I have something to discuss. If I said that a first year student was moved into the 5th year, what would you say?" it was after dinner and Professor McGonagall was talking.
"I'd say that it's never been done, first of all, and second, I'd like to know who the student is considering that you are telling me a student broke Hogwarts history really," Christiana replied.
"Very good. How did you know that?"
"I read Hogwarts, a History Professor,"
"Ah, anyway to the point. The student is you,"
"What? That's not possible! I've only been here for a day, and I don't know any magic. I just came naturally,"
"Exactly. The other professors and I think you're ready. Of course, we had to persuade Professor Snape, but finally he agreed. Your things have been moved to the 5th year girl's dormitory, you can send this to your parents, so you can go to Hogsmeade. The only thing is, that you need to learn to fly. So tonight, Madame Hooch is going to take you out, and if you're interested you can ask about the Quidditch team," Professor McGonagall finished.
"Are you sure this is real Professor. This isn't just a dream is it?"
"No dear, it's very much real," Professor McGonagall smiled.
"Hello Professor McGonagall," Madame Hooch entered the room. "Are you ready Miss Granger?"
Christiana nodded. As they left, she smiled at Professor McGonagall.
"Are you ready?" Madame Hooch showed her how to mount, and then take off. As Christiana went into the air, she felt the best sensation.
"Are you interested in Quidditch at all?" Madame Hooch asked.
"Oh, yes, if there are any positions open. I think chaser would be fun,"
"Well, let's test you out," Madame Hooch threw her the Quaffle, and Christiana sped towards the goal posts. Madame Hooch flew in front of them, trying to protect the hoops, but Christiana got it past her. She did that a couple more times.
"I think that you're chaser material. I'll talk to Alicia Spinnet. She's the captain,"
"Thanks Madame Hooch," Christiana called as she walked toward the castle.
'This is going to be weird. I wonder what 'Mione's gonna think of it?' Christiana thought as she walked through the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Hey, where were you after dinner?" Hermione asked.
"Uh, Professor McGonagall just told me something that none of you are going to believe, so you should ask her yourself, k? I'm going to bed, I'm tired. Night!" Christiana called.
"Ok, what was that about?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, but I want to find out. Lets go," Hermione said.
****
"WHAT? Did I hear you correctly professor?" Hermione asked after Professor McGonagall repeated the conversation with Christiana.
"Yes you did hear me correctly Miss Granger,"
"But it's never happened before. It's not possible,"
"It is. And I have news that she's on the Quidditch team. Will you tell her please Hermione. Thank you,"
They left.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! SHE MOVED UP 4 YEARS IN TWO DAYS! IF ANYONE SHOULD HAVE MOVED UP, IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!" Hermione yelled in the common room. It was deserted, and a good thing too, because otherwise everyone would have had to cover their ears. "From now on, I'm ignoring her," Hermione said again.
"Why? It's not her fault really," Said Harry.
"Oh, so now you're taking sides are you," Hermione was really mad now. Harry thought it was best not to reply.
****
When Christiana woke up in the morning, she expected to see Hermione in the common room. She wasn't there, so she went to breakfast, where she saw them. She walked over to sit with them, and stared to say:
"Hi guys" But all she got to was Hi, when they got up and left. 'What did I do?' she asked herself.
Her classes were the same, except a little harder. She didn't have any friends, and she didn't even try to sit next to Hermione and her friends. So she sat at the back, and only talked when a teacher called on her.
Usually, it was only Christiana and Hermione that had their hand up, but sometimes a Ravenclaw girl Tamara knew the answer. No one would talk to her at lunch, all of the 5th years were outraged that a FIRST YEAR had moved to his or her level in two days.
The next few days were about the same, and then, they started Quidditch practice. She looked forward to it. Everyone there except Harry would talk to her.
One day until her birthday, nothing was getting better. She tried to figure out what was going on, why they were shunting her, but she couldn't. No one would talk to her, remember?
****
The next morning, September 17, Christiana woke and looked around. She was 11. There were no presents on her bed, as her parents had already given her, her gifts.
'Well, this is going to be an interesting birthday. Have I ever celebrated on a day when no one will talk to me? Nope.' The good thing about the day was that they had a Hogsmeade visit, and she could buy something for Hermi's birthday, which was two days later.
****
When she reached Hogsmeade, she first went to the bookstore. But she didn't find anything. She went to all the stores that might have something Hermione might like. But she found nothing. Then she went to the post office.
"I have a package for Miss Christiana Granger!" The man behind the counter yelled. 'Yes!' Christiana's order had come in. She picked it up, then went to Honeydukes to buy herself some candy. She was craving something sweet. And, after all, it was her birthday.
A/N: I hope you don't think this is a Mary Sue, because I'm not trying to make it one. PLEASE review! Thanks so much!
In the common room that night they were all doing their homework.
"I can't believe that all your teachers gave you homework on the first day! I mean, Snape was the only one who gave me homework," Christiana said. She was working on her essays, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione were working on Arithmancy, Transfiguration, Divination, and Herbology homework.
"What do you mean me?" Harry asked.
"Well, Professors McGonagall and Flitwick assigned homework, but they both told me not to do it," Christiana replied. "Why? It's probably not that unusual, is it?"
"Uh, Hermione, I don't think she understands who McGonagall is. She ALWAYS assigns homework," Ron said.
"Well, what did you do today?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing special," Christiana said, thinking that it would be better if they didn't know what happened today.
"Oh, well," Hermione said.
"Chill out, whatcha yelling for. Lay back, it's all been done before,"
"What?" Ron looked confused.
"Tell me why'd you have to go and make things so complicated. I see the way you're acting like you're someone else, getting me frustrated," Christiana sang. "It's one of my favorite songs. It's by Avril Lavigne,"
"Oh," Ron said.
****
The next day went almost exactly like the day before. At the end of the day, Professor McGonagall told Christiana to meet her after dinner in her classroom. Christiana agreed.
****
"Miss Granger. I have something to discuss. If I said that a first year student was moved into the 5th year, what would you say?" it was after dinner and Professor McGonagall was talking.
"I'd say that it's never been done, first of all, and second, I'd like to know who the student is considering that you are telling me a student broke Hogwarts history really," Christiana replied.
"Very good. How did you know that?"
"I read Hogwarts, a History Professor,"
"Ah, anyway to the point. The student is you,"
"What? That's not possible! I've only been here for a day, and I don't know any magic. I just came naturally,"
"Exactly. The other professors and I think you're ready. Of course, we had to persuade Professor Snape, but finally he agreed. Your things have been moved to the 5th year girl's dormitory, you can send this to your parents, so you can go to Hogsmeade. The only thing is, that you need to learn to fly. So tonight, Madame Hooch is going to take you out, and if you're interested you can ask about the Quidditch team," Professor McGonagall finished.
"Are you sure this is real Professor. This isn't just a dream is it?"
"No dear, it's very much real," Professor McGonagall smiled.
"Hello Professor McGonagall," Madame Hooch entered the room. "Are you ready Miss Granger?"
Christiana nodded. As they left, she smiled at Professor McGonagall.
"Are you ready?" Madame Hooch showed her how to mount, and then take off. As Christiana went into the air, she felt the best sensation.
"Are you interested in Quidditch at all?" Madame Hooch asked.
"Oh, yes, if there are any positions open. I think chaser would be fun,"
"Well, let's test you out," Madame Hooch threw her the Quaffle, and Christiana sped towards the goal posts. Madame Hooch flew in front of them, trying to protect the hoops, but Christiana got it past her. She did that a couple more times.
"I think that you're chaser material. I'll talk to Alicia Spinnet. She's the captain,"
"Thanks Madame Hooch," Christiana called as she walked toward the castle.
'This is going to be weird. I wonder what 'Mione's gonna think of it?' Christiana thought as she walked through the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Hey, where were you after dinner?" Hermione asked.
"Uh, Professor McGonagall just told me something that none of you are going to believe, so you should ask her yourself, k? I'm going to bed, I'm tired. Night!" Christiana called.
"Ok, what was that about?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, but I want to find out. Lets go," Hermione said.
****
"WHAT? Did I hear you correctly professor?" Hermione asked after Professor McGonagall repeated the conversation with Christiana.
"Yes you did hear me correctly Miss Granger,"
"But it's never happened before. It's not possible,"
"It is. And I have news that she's on the Quidditch team. Will you tell her please Hermione. Thank you,"
They left.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! SHE MOVED UP 4 YEARS IN TWO DAYS! IF ANYONE SHOULD HAVE MOVED UP, IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!" Hermione yelled in the common room. It was deserted, and a good thing too, because otherwise everyone would have had to cover their ears. "From now on, I'm ignoring her," Hermione said again.
"Why? It's not her fault really," Said Harry.
"Oh, so now you're taking sides are you," Hermione was really mad now. Harry thought it was best not to reply.
****
When Christiana woke up in the morning, she expected to see Hermione in the common room. She wasn't there, so she went to breakfast, where she saw them. She walked over to sit with them, and stared to say:
"Hi guys" But all she got to was Hi, when they got up and left. 'What did I do?' she asked herself.
Her classes were the same, except a little harder. She didn't have any friends, and she didn't even try to sit next to Hermione and her friends. So she sat at the back, and only talked when a teacher called on her.
Usually, it was only Christiana and Hermione that had their hand up, but sometimes a Ravenclaw girl Tamara knew the answer. No one would talk to her at lunch, all of the 5th years were outraged that a FIRST YEAR had moved to his or her level in two days.
The next few days were about the same, and then, they started Quidditch practice. She looked forward to it. Everyone there except Harry would talk to her.
One day until her birthday, nothing was getting better. She tried to figure out what was going on, why they were shunting her, but she couldn't. No one would talk to her, remember?
****
The next morning, September 17, Christiana woke and looked around. She was 11. There were no presents on her bed, as her parents had already given her, her gifts.
'Well, this is going to be an interesting birthday. Have I ever celebrated on a day when no one will talk to me? Nope.' The good thing about the day was that they had a Hogsmeade visit, and she could buy something for Hermi's birthday, which was two days later.
****
When she reached Hogsmeade, she first went to the bookstore. But she didn't find anything. She went to all the stores that might have something Hermione might like. But she found nothing. Then she went to the post office.
"I have a package for Miss Christiana Granger!" The man behind the counter yelled. 'Yes!' Christiana's order had come in. She picked it up, then went to Honeydukes to buy herself some candy. She was craving something sweet. And, after all, it was her birthday.