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It was certainly an enjoyable ride to Hogwarts for everyone in the last compartment of the Hogwarts Express but for one person in particular it was bliss. This one person, was the boy who lived, or as his friends referred to him as, just Harry. Surviving yet another unbearable summer away from magic, his friends and the beloved Gryffindor Common Room, was enough to send any other person into a deep despair. However, Harry who had experienced so many traumatic experiences in only 15 years of his life still held the utmost optimism in nearly everything he did. As they, stepped off of the train into yet another driving rain, coming down in icy- cold sheets from the black skies above, the castle loomed overhead, and Hagrid's familiar voice booming above the raging storm, Harry couldn't help but believe that nothing was wrong with the world. The three were barley able to give a small wave to their half giant friend before they were carried off by the howling wind into the comfort of the horseless carriages taking them up to the castle. Ron, Hermione, and Harry were followed into their carriage by a different person than in the past, usually it was the forgetful boy Neville, today a soaking and disgruntled looking, Oliver Wood followed them into the carriage. Because of the rain and the wind it was a moment before Harry cleared off his glasses and realized who was there. "WOOD! What the blaze are you doing here mate?!" Harry nearly shouted. "'Oi, Harry, I was wondering how long it would take for you to recognize me, for a ruddy second I thought you forgot about your dear old keeper!" Oliver Wood said, mostly kidding. "Oh, and an answer to your question, since I graduated from Hogwarts I haven't found any work, the bloody, Chudley Cannons didn't draft me," he scoffed suddenly looking quite depressed and ashamed, "So, I owled Dumbledore and asked if there was any work that I could have here, and Dumbledore has hired me as a tutor for both schoolwork and I get to help out at quidditch matches, I'm the second referee! Isn't that bloody brilliant, Dumledore said, that he reckons he was gonna hire someone else as a second referee after Madam Hooch told him that her eyes just aren't what they used to be, and she's afraid that she may be close to seeking retirement!" "Wow, Wood, that's great!" said Ron who had been listening intently during Oliver's entire explaination. "Oh, and mates you haven't even heard the best part yet!" he finished "When Madam Hooch does retire which they both, meaning Dumbledore and Hooch, think should be real soon I, Oliver Wood, am going to be in charge of Quidditch at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Hermione, Harry and Ron all began enthusiastic clapping a becoming much more animated than before, until the carriage stopped suddenly and the three climbed out of the coach, endearing the atrocious weather for the last time that day. The three students and the new quidditch chief in training climbed the familiar stone steps into the entrance way where they inhaled the familiar smells of the castle. A harsh looking, as usual, Professor McGonnagal met them at the door and ushered the talking crowd into the Great Hall for the start of the term banquet and sorting. Everyone became excited at what the sorting hat would have in store for the song, this year. Ron, however, was more interested as to when they would be eating. As everyone sat down a train of nervous looking first years clambered into the hall amid much talking and whispering. The old, yet, wise hat was placed on a short wooden stool in front and suddenly a mouth became noticeable and the new song could be heard at any point in the huge, room. Welcome welcome, to Hogwarts my dear friends I have a job so very important that I must begin Place me on your head, for I have something to do I will decide your fate for seven years to come but, do not fear, I will always place you right, whether I put you in Gryffindor, a place for the strong and brave, Or, I may decide, you're a true Hufflepuff for you are true and trusty However, this may not be and you're a Ravenclaw, for you are smart and always sensible Or, if you have not found your match yet I have Slytherin, where dwell the cunning and sly! So, there we have the four houses of Hogwarts, You belong in one no doubt about it! Hoggy, Hoggy Hogwarts, welcome to this place when you take me off your head there will be no turning back for you will not want to and your learning will begin So come, on up, and put on the Hogwarts Sorting Hat! Immediately, after the hat finished its yearly song, the entire room clapped and cheered for the hat, Dumbledore up at the High table, his beard shaking slightly and his blue eyes twinkling more than ever behind his ever present half moon spectacles. "I wish the hat would've told us that you won't be rejected when we were sorted, it would've made the trip from "Abbot" to "Potter" a lot more bearable!" Harry chortled to Ron sitting next to him. The clapping died down a few seconds later and silence enveloped the hall once more. Professor McGonnagal gave the typical instructions to the first years about sorting procedures, and "Abbot, Larry", Hannah's little brother became a Hufflepuff and went to sit down as "Columb, Victoria" became a Slytherin. "She sure does look unpleasant." Hermione muttered to no one imparticular. More students filed to their respective houses and "Heus, Rebecca" became the first Gryffindor, followed by, "Lillian, Jennifer" who also became a Gryffindor. Jennifer sat down next to Rebecca and watched as "Gullberg, Heather" became a Hufflepuff and "Demore, Katharine" and "Oak, Anuja" became Ravenclaws. Finnally the sorting was done as "Xavier, Jimmy" was sorted into Slytherin. "Let's eat!" Ron bellowed, looking a bit disgruntled, from a lack of constant food. An array of food suddenly appeared on the table including, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, fresh white rice, meatloaf with gravy, Chinese style orange chicken, Pork Fried Rice, and a large display of vegetables. Plates were piled high and the golden goblets were magically filled often with a tasty rich pumpkin juice. As a dessert of pink frosted donuts and chocolate chip muffins were cleared away and into the kitchens where the house elves were already laboring over the dirty dishes, Dumbledore rose and addressed the students and staff. "I hope you have all had a delicious meal, I know I sure did, maybe it was the Firewhisky, but.." Dumbledore became distracted as Professor McGonnagal loudly cleared her throat and gave a stern look to her colleague. "Oh, but right, never mind then," he said in response to her actions. "As always, the Forbidden Forest is well forbidden! Well, no new notices this year, except a few words for you all to think about as you put on your nightcaps. Niffler, Dit-to, annelida, Charlie T, turtle cookie!" Dumbledore at last finished. No one ever understood the seemingly random words, that the widely idolized professor spoke however, they smiled along with the rest just the same. With the end of Albus Dumbledore's customary speech, the entire school walked almost as one into the foyer and then separating into houses to reach their respective common rooms. On the way up the stairs Hermione pulled the two boys aside and whispered something to them that made both of them very amused and confused that their rule abiding friend would even think of. " Ya, know Harry, when I slipped that thing that I bought in Diagon Alley into my bags while you were in a trance as a result of the new "Breakneck2003?" Well, you probably don't," said Hermione seeing the confused look on the black haired boys face. "But what I bought was gillyweed!" she said at almost a whisper, that the boys had to strain their hearing to recognize. "Well, I prepared the same thing that Dobby made for you last year, Harry, and I thought it would be bloody fun to go for a midnight visit to the prefects bathroom for pool games! But, its even better, I performed a tricky little charm on it so that if we wanted to pause the effects for awhile we could. I mean what if someone came into the bathroom and we couldn't get out because we had gills. I thought of that prospect of course." Both Harry and Ron stared at her, with their mouths unwillingly slightly ajar, awaiting further explanation. "However, I would understand if you two were too tired, for tonight but maybe some other time," She said, clearly looking very disappointed at the mere thought of not doing this tonight. Harry was the first to speak after the prolonged silence. "Of course Herm' that sounds like great fun, I'm up for it, what about you Ron?" Harry said and was given and answer by the vigorously shaking red head next to him. "What do you say 12:00, we'll leave from the common room, you still have that ruddy map don't you Harry?" she asked referring to the highly useful Marauder's map, which Harry had received from Fred and George Weasley. "Why, of course I do Herm' ya think I'm crazy!" He said jokingly. "Well, then it's all settled, bring that Invisibility cloak, too." Hermione said as an after thought. The three, finally jogged to catch up with the other Gryffindors as they neared the portrait of the fat lady in the pink dress, no wait, it was purple and blue now! After many questions as to the change in the fat lady's clothing, Percy huffily told him, that she had simply requested the change and the new caretaker, May Mason had personally sent to her color change. Harry laughed to himself, only at Hogwarts do paintings ask for things! The group was informed of the new password, Niffler, and each person clambered through the portrait hole and into the Gryffindor Common Room brightly lit by the large, roaring fire at the end of the room. Many, walked up the spiral staircases toward the four poster beds at the top, but Harry ran up there for a different reason, to collect his cloak and map, to use during their journey through the dark castle at night. He raced back down the staircase almost trampling a sandy haired first year making his way through the room and back to Hermione and Ron who were sitting before the fire in squishy red chairs recalling the time when Scabbers, Ron's animagus, former rat, had bitten Malfoy's friend Goyle, when Harry ran up behind them, where they talked for a few hours, throwing in a couple games of chess between the boys while Hermione read, and sat with her cat, Crookshanks watching. Finally, the room cleared as the last people besides them, went up to bed leaving the trio to put on the invisibility cloak and travel quietly through the halls narrowly avoiding, Mrs. Norris, as the prefects bathroom came into sight. Luckily, the password was still "pinefresh" and they slipped inside the room revealing a tub, large enough to be deemed a pool and a long line of faucets which contained warm and cold water and a large variety of every colored bubbles and soaps. They had an enjoyable time filling up the pool and soon enough they took off their robes revealing bathing suits and Hermione's revealing a pile of three chunks of gillyweed. She handed them out and they stood on the edge of the tub waiting for the transformation to occur. While the gillyweed was taking its effect Hermione transfigured three towels into three balls which would serve as great pool toys. Finally Harry, felt the familiar feeling of gills on his neck and he jumped into the water with the others by his side. They swam around for a bit, thoroughly enjoying the experience and many games of wizard tag ensued. The only difference between wizard tag and muggle tag is that no one is "it", rather the ball is out to tag everyone. A game of "Merlin's Beard" similar to the muggle pool game "Marco Polo" was also enjoyed by Ron, Hermione and Harry. At last, the gillyweed's effects began to wear off and the three simply hung around with their heads above water laughing and talking until they finally decided to head back to the Gryffindor tower in order to get a few hours of sleep before their first day of classes. The pool was emptied and robes were put back on and still they had not seen moaning myrtle. "Hmm.. that's funny, I'm surprised I haven't seen our dear friend Myrtle around." Ron said sarcastically. Hermione began to giggle at this, "Oh, I know where Moaning Myrtle is, she's taken a fancy to someone and they are now going out," she said "Who, Herm'?" Harry said clearly wanting to know who would go out with a ghost like her. "Oh, no one, just the Fat Friar!" Hermione said. There was a few seconds silence until they all began laughing as they left the prefects bathroom. However, Ron seemed to still be highly amused by this and began to snigger to himself as they passed Filch the original caretaker. Filch, looked around for someone calling out to the darkness to "show yourself unless they want to die a painful death." Ron's laughing immediately subsided and they pressed themselves up against the wall until Filch, luckily gave up and walked down the corridor muttering to himself. During the rest of their trip they were safe from Filch or any of the other staff and as they heaved themselves through the hole leading to the common room, no more words were exchanged, they all simply made their way to their four poster beds where each instantly fell asleep.
A/N: So, what did u think, please review!
It was certainly an enjoyable ride to Hogwarts for everyone in the last compartment of the Hogwarts Express but for one person in particular it was bliss. This one person, was the boy who lived, or as his friends referred to him as, just Harry. Surviving yet another unbearable summer away from magic, his friends and the beloved Gryffindor Common Room, was enough to send any other person into a deep despair. However, Harry who had experienced so many traumatic experiences in only 15 years of his life still held the utmost optimism in nearly everything he did. As they, stepped off of the train into yet another driving rain, coming down in icy- cold sheets from the black skies above, the castle loomed overhead, and Hagrid's familiar voice booming above the raging storm, Harry couldn't help but believe that nothing was wrong with the world. The three were barley able to give a small wave to their half giant friend before they were carried off by the howling wind into the comfort of the horseless carriages taking them up to the castle. Ron, Hermione, and Harry were followed into their carriage by a different person than in the past, usually it was the forgetful boy Neville, today a soaking and disgruntled looking, Oliver Wood followed them into the carriage. Because of the rain and the wind it was a moment before Harry cleared off his glasses and realized who was there. "WOOD! What the blaze are you doing here mate?!" Harry nearly shouted. "'Oi, Harry, I was wondering how long it would take for you to recognize me, for a ruddy second I thought you forgot about your dear old keeper!" Oliver Wood said, mostly kidding. "Oh, and an answer to your question, since I graduated from Hogwarts I haven't found any work, the bloody, Chudley Cannons didn't draft me," he scoffed suddenly looking quite depressed and ashamed, "So, I owled Dumbledore and asked if there was any work that I could have here, and Dumbledore has hired me as a tutor for both schoolwork and I get to help out at quidditch matches, I'm the second referee! Isn't that bloody brilliant, Dumledore said, that he reckons he was gonna hire someone else as a second referee after Madam Hooch told him that her eyes just aren't what they used to be, and she's afraid that she may be close to seeking retirement!" "Wow, Wood, that's great!" said Ron who had been listening intently during Oliver's entire explaination. "Oh, and mates you haven't even heard the best part yet!" he finished "When Madam Hooch does retire which they both, meaning Dumbledore and Hooch, think should be real soon I, Oliver Wood, am going to be in charge of Quidditch at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Hermione, Harry and Ron all began enthusiastic clapping a becoming much more animated than before, until the carriage stopped suddenly and the three climbed out of the coach, endearing the atrocious weather for the last time that day. The three students and the new quidditch chief in training climbed the familiar stone steps into the entrance way where they inhaled the familiar smells of the castle. A harsh looking, as usual, Professor McGonnagal met them at the door and ushered the talking crowd into the Great Hall for the start of the term banquet and sorting. Everyone became excited at what the sorting hat would have in store for the song, this year. Ron, however, was more interested as to when they would be eating. As everyone sat down a train of nervous looking first years clambered into the hall amid much talking and whispering. The old, yet, wise hat was placed on a short wooden stool in front and suddenly a mouth became noticeable and the new song could be heard at any point in the huge, room. Welcome welcome, to Hogwarts my dear friends I have a job so very important that I must begin Place me on your head, for I have something to do I will decide your fate for seven years to come but, do not fear, I will always place you right, whether I put you in Gryffindor, a place for the strong and brave, Or, I may decide, you're a true Hufflepuff for you are true and trusty However, this may not be and you're a Ravenclaw, for you are smart and always sensible Or, if you have not found your match yet I have Slytherin, where dwell the cunning and sly! So, there we have the four houses of Hogwarts, You belong in one no doubt about it! Hoggy, Hoggy Hogwarts, welcome to this place when you take me off your head there will be no turning back for you will not want to and your learning will begin So come, on up, and put on the Hogwarts Sorting Hat! Immediately, after the hat finished its yearly song, the entire room clapped and cheered for the hat, Dumbledore up at the High table, his beard shaking slightly and his blue eyes twinkling more than ever behind his ever present half moon spectacles. "I wish the hat would've told us that you won't be rejected when we were sorted, it would've made the trip from "Abbot" to "Potter" a lot more bearable!" Harry chortled to Ron sitting next to him. The clapping died down a few seconds later and silence enveloped the hall once more. Professor McGonnagal gave the typical instructions to the first years about sorting procedures, and "Abbot, Larry", Hannah's little brother became a Hufflepuff and went to sit down as "Columb, Victoria" became a Slytherin. "She sure does look unpleasant." Hermione muttered to no one imparticular. More students filed to their respective houses and "Heus, Rebecca" became the first Gryffindor, followed by, "Lillian, Jennifer" who also became a Gryffindor. Jennifer sat down next to Rebecca and watched as "Gullberg, Heather" became a Hufflepuff and "Demore, Katharine" and "Oak, Anuja" became Ravenclaws. Finnally the sorting was done as "Xavier, Jimmy" was sorted into Slytherin. "Let's eat!" Ron bellowed, looking a bit disgruntled, from a lack of constant food. An array of food suddenly appeared on the table including, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, fresh white rice, meatloaf with gravy, Chinese style orange chicken, Pork Fried Rice, and a large display of vegetables. Plates were piled high and the golden goblets were magically filled often with a tasty rich pumpkin juice. As a dessert of pink frosted donuts and chocolate chip muffins were cleared away and into the kitchens where the house elves were already laboring over the dirty dishes, Dumbledore rose and addressed the students and staff. "I hope you have all had a delicious meal, I know I sure did, maybe it was the Firewhisky, but.." Dumbledore became distracted as Professor McGonnagal loudly cleared her throat and gave a stern look to her colleague. "Oh, but right, never mind then," he said in response to her actions. "As always, the Forbidden Forest is well forbidden! Well, no new notices this year, except a few words for you all to think about as you put on your nightcaps. Niffler, Dit-to, annelida, Charlie T, turtle cookie!" Dumbledore at last finished. No one ever understood the seemingly random words, that the widely idolized professor spoke however, they smiled along with the rest just the same. With the end of Albus Dumbledore's customary speech, the entire school walked almost as one into the foyer and then separating into houses to reach their respective common rooms. On the way up the stairs Hermione pulled the two boys aside and whispered something to them that made both of them very amused and confused that their rule abiding friend would even think of. " Ya, know Harry, when I slipped that thing that I bought in Diagon Alley into my bags while you were in a trance as a result of the new "Breakneck2003?" Well, you probably don't," said Hermione seeing the confused look on the black haired boys face. "But what I bought was gillyweed!" she said at almost a whisper, that the boys had to strain their hearing to recognize. "Well, I prepared the same thing that Dobby made for you last year, Harry, and I thought it would be bloody fun to go for a midnight visit to the prefects bathroom for pool games! But, its even better, I performed a tricky little charm on it so that if we wanted to pause the effects for awhile we could. I mean what if someone came into the bathroom and we couldn't get out because we had gills. I thought of that prospect of course." Both Harry and Ron stared at her, with their mouths unwillingly slightly ajar, awaiting further explanation. "However, I would understand if you two were too tired, for tonight but maybe some other time," She said, clearly looking very disappointed at the mere thought of not doing this tonight. Harry was the first to speak after the prolonged silence. "Of course Herm' that sounds like great fun, I'm up for it, what about you Ron?" Harry said and was given and answer by the vigorously shaking red head next to him. "What do you say 12:00, we'll leave from the common room, you still have that ruddy map don't you Harry?" she asked referring to the highly useful Marauder's map, which Harry had received from Fred and George Weasley. "Why, of course I do Herm' ya think I'm crazy!" He said jokingly. "Well, then it's all settled, bring that Invisibility cloak, too." Hermione said as an after thought. The three, finally jogged to catch up with the other Gryffindors as they neared the portrait of the fat lady in the pink dress, no wait, it was purple and blue now! After many questions as to the change in the fat lady's clothing, Percy huffily told him, that she had simply requested the change and the new caretaker, May Mason had personally sent to her color change. Harry laughed to himself, only at Hogwarts do paintings ask for things! The group was informed of the new password, Niffler, and each person clambered through the portrait hole and into the Gryffindor Common Room brightly lit by the large, roaring fire at the end of the room. Many, walked up the spiral staircases toward the four poster beds at the top, but Harry ran up there for a different reason, to collect his cloak and map, to use during their journey through the dark castle at night. He raced back down the staircase almost trampling a sandy haired first year making his way through the room and back to Hermione and Ron who were sitting before the fire in squishy red chairs recalling the time when Scabbers, Ron's animagus, former rat, had bitten Malfoy's friend Goyle, when Harry ran up behind them, where they talked for a few hours, throwing in a couple games of chess between the boys while Hermione read, and sat with her cat, Crookshanks watching. Finally, the room cleared as the last people besides them, went up to bed leaving the trio to put on the invisibility cloak and travel quietly through the halls narrowly avoiding, Mrs. Norris, as the prefects bathroom came into sight. Luckily, the password was still "pinefresh" and they slipped inside the room revealing a tub, large enough to be deemed a pool and a long line of faucets which contained warm and cold water and a large variety of every colored bubbles and soaps. They had an enjoyable time filling up the pool and soon enough they took off their robes revealing bathing suits and Hermione's revealing a pile of three chunks of gillyweed. She handed them out and they stood on the edge of the tub waiting for the transformation to occur. While the gillyweed was taking its effect Hermione transfigured three towels into three balls which would serve as great pool toys. Finally Harry, felt the familiar feeling of gills on his neck and he jumped into the water with the others by his side. They swam around for a bit, thoroughly enjoying the experience and many games of wizard tag ensued. The only difference between wizard tag and muggle tag is that no one is "it", rather the ball is out to tag everyone. A game of "Merlin's Beard" similar to the muggle pool game "Marco Polo" was also enjoyed by Ron, Hermione and Harry. At last, the gillyweed's effects began to wear off and the three simply hung around with their heads above water laughing and talking until they finally decided to head back to the Gryffindor tower in order to get a few hours of sleep before their first day of classes. The pool was emptied and robes were put back on and still they had not seen moaning myrtle. "Hmm.. that's funny, I'm surprised I haven't seen our dear friend Myrtle around." Ron said sarcastically. Hermione began to giggle at this, "Oh, I know where Moaning Myrtle is, she's taken a fancy to someone and they are now going out," she said "Who, Herm'?" Harry said clearly wanting to know who would go out with a ghost like her. "Oh, no one, just the Fat Friar!" Hermione said. There was a few seconds silence until they all began laughing as they left the prefects bathroom. However, Ron seemed to still be highly amused by this and began to snigger to himself as they passed Filch the original caretaker. Filch, looked around for someone calling out to the darkness to "show yourself unless they want to die a painful death." Ron's laughing immediately subsided and they pressed themselves up against the wall until Filch, luckily gave up and walked down the corridor muttering to himself. During the rest of their trip they were safe from Filch or any of the other staff and as they heaved themselves through the hole leading to the common room, no more words were exchanged, they all simply made their way to their four poster beds where each instantly fell asleep.
A/N: So, what did u think, please review!