Chapter 5
They walked into the hall with the other students. Most of them noticed her at once: she was wearing blue pajamas, instead of normal black robes. She remembered that she was in her pajamas, and she didn't like the thought of being noticed like that. Without warning, she grabbed Harry's robe (he had stuff on under it, and she was very thankful for that) and promptly draped it over herself. Harry was giving her a look as if he thought she was insane.
"Harry!" Hermione yelled, obviously concerned about the whereabouts of one of her best friends. "Where were you? You missed two whole lessons, Professor McGonagall is going to have a fit!" She said, turning back into her usual self. She noticed Harry didn't have his robes on. "Harry, what happened to your -who are you?" She finally noticed Azia, and was looking very confused. Azia figured that she looked like that very rarely.
"I'm Azia Connolly. I'm guessing you're- oh, how do you pronounce it? Isn't it Her-my-oh-knee?"
"Er, yes, it is. How exactly do you know who I am?"
"Oh, Harry was telling me about you." Ron had finished his chicken drumstick and was walking towards them. "And Ron, too."
Ron was about five feet away at this point. "Who're you?"
"Ron, this is Azia. She a Muggle from the United States."
Harry figured they knew the United States part (her accent was a dead giveaway), but he was pretty sure they were both going to be extremely confused at the Muggle part.
They were. Hermione dropped the bag of books she was carrying. What's more, she didn't bother to pick them up.
"Let's sit down, already, I'm starving." Hermione and Ron stood there, completely unchanged, looking from Azia to Harry. "Oh, well, I guess you two can just stand there, but I'm hungry. And I bet you are, too." He said, turning to Azia.
"Yeah, I am. Are they going to be ok? She said under her breath to Harry.
"Yes, I think so. It is pretty shocking though, that there's a Muggle at Hogwarts. I mean, it's probably never happened before, in the entire History of Hogwarts." They headed to the Gryffindor table, leaving Hermione and Ron standing there, watching them for at least another ten seconds. Hermione finally seemed to be able to move, and she promptly picked up her books and walked over to the table, sitting down next to Azia. Ron followed, taking the empty seat across from Azia.
"Er, not to be rude or anything, but what are you, a Muggle, doing at a school for magic?" Ron asked slowly. Hermione nodded.
Azia, at that point, had her mouth full of cucumber, and simply pointed a finger (one of the ten she had) at Dumbledore. As if on cue, he got up and began to speak.
"Some of you may have noticed that we have a new person in our midst. May I introduce Miss Azia Connolly, from the United States? Some of you may (or may not) be surprised to learn that she is, indeed, a Muggle." At this point, there were roughly 800 or so gasps, and about 1600 eyes looking around the Great Hall, trying to spot the new person. The majority of them landed on Azia. She could feel her face reddening as she forced herself to look back at Dumbledore. "She has agreed to come here for a number of months. Generally, the staff thinks that you all do not have enough interaction with Muggles. Azia is here to help you understand them better. If you have any questions for her, you should feel free to ask them. Now, this delicious looking Apple Pie seems to be cooling off, so I would suggest that you get a piece as once." With that, Dumbledore sat down and cut himself a piece of pie. The rest of the hall, however, was still looking at Azia. She was very thankful that Harry had let her take his robes. She smiled exhaustedly and took a piece of pie. As soon as she started eating, the Hall erupted with the noise of hundreds of students discussing the Muggle.
They walked into the hall with the other students. Most of them noticed her at once: she was wearing blue pajamas, instead of normal black robes. She remembered that she was in her pajamas, and she didn't like the thought of being noticed like that. Without warning, she grabbed Harry's robe (he had stuff on under it, and she was very thankful for that) and promptly draped it over herself. Harry was giving her a look as if he thought she was insane.
"Harry!" Hermione yelled, obviously concerned about the whereabouts of one of her best friends. "Where were you? You missed two whole lessons, Professor McGonagall is going to have a fit!" She said, turning back into her usual self. She noticed Harry didn't have his robes on. "Harry, what happened to your -who are you?" She finally noticed Azia, and was looking very confused. Azia figured that she looked like that very rarely.
"I'm Azia Connolly. I'm guessing you're- oh, how do you pronounce it? Isn't it Her-my-oh-knee?"
"Er, yes, it is. How exactly do you know who I am?"
"Oh, Harry was telling me about you." Ron had finished his chicken drumstick and was walking towards them. "And Ron, too."
Ron was about five feet away at this point. "Who're you?"
"Ron, this is Azia. She a Muggle from the United States."
Harry figured they knew the United States part (her accent was a dead giveaway), but he was pretty sure they were both going to be extremely confused at the Muggle part.
They were. Hermione dropped the bag of books she was carrying. What's more, she didn't bother to pick them up.
"Let's sit down, already, I'm starving." Hermione and Ron stood there, completely unchanged, looking from Azia to Harry. "Oh, well, I guess you two can just stand there, but I'm hungry. And I bet you are, too." He said, turning to Azia.
"Yeah, I am. Are they going to be ok? She said under her breath to Harry.
"Yes, I think so. It is pretty shocking though, that there's a Muggle at Hogwarts. I mean, it's probably never happened before, in the entire History of Hogwarts." They headed to the Gryffindor table, leaving Hermione and Ron standing there, watching them for at least another ten seconds. Hermione finally seemed to be able to move, and she promptly picked up her books and walked over to the table, sitting down next to Azia. Ron followed, taking the empty seat across from Azia.
"Er, not to be rude or anything, but what are you, a Muggle, doing at a school for magic?" Ron asked slowly. Hermione nodded.
Azia, at that point, had her mouth full of cucumber, and simply pointed a finger (one of the ten she had) at Dumbledore. As if on cue, he got up and began to speak.
"Some of you may have noticed that we have a new person in our midst. May I introduce Miss Azia Connolly, from the United States? Some of you may (or may not) be surprised to learn that she is, indeed, a Muggle." At this point, there were roughly 800 or so gasps, and about 1600 eyes looking around the Great Hall, trying to spot the new person. The majority of them landed on Azia. She could feel her face reddening as she forced herself to look back at Dumbledore. "She has agreed to come here for a number of months. Generally, the staff thinks that you all do not have enough interaction with Muggles. Azia is here to help you understand them better. If you have any questions for her, you should feel free to ask them. Now, this delicious looking Apple Pie seems to be cooling off, so I would suggest that you get a piece as once." With that, Dumbledore sat down and cut himself a piece of pie. The rest of the hall, however, was still looking at Azia. She was very thankful that Harry had let her take his robes. She smiled exhaustedly and took a piece of pie. As soon as she started eating, the Hall erupted with the noise of hundreds of students discussing the Muggle.