Introduction: Hey! This is the second chapter to "The New Girl at
Hogwarts" entitled "Coming to Hogwarts." This chapter tells about seeing
Anna, the new girl, for the first time in person, and his reactions. Hope
it does well..please please please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters as I have stated before. J.K. Rowling does, yo. And she rocks the house.
"Coming to Hogwarts"
A couple of weeks passed after Harry's birthday, and he did receive mail: His usual letter from Hogwarts informing him when the new term would be starting and, most importantly, a reply from Sirius. It came the day before he was to drive to London with his reluctant uncle. He read it in private, when he finally had time to be alone in his room without Dudley barging in and poking Hedwig with a long stick. He had hoped it would've been a longer letter, but was pleased anyway when he saw a rather short note.
Harry, I'm sorry for not replying sooner. I had to switch locations briefly, but I'm back in Hogsmeade to insure quick transport in any case. Come to the lake around 1 'o' clock in the morning if you can insure privacy on the 7th of September.
Sirius
Harry smiled. He would be seeing his godfather soon enough and would be back at home as well. The thought of shopping with his friends in the packed streets of Diagon Alley crossed his mind happily as he packed his suitcase with the birthday cards sent from his friends. Before bed, he placed his full suitcase along with another trunk filled with his school supplies and his wand at the end of his bed. He forced Hedwig, with a lot of struggle, into her cage and put her there as well. Once he had finished Hagrid's cake, he lifted the floorboard and placed the empty box back in its place. As he was about to put the floorboard back, he noticed an envelope that he had forgotten to pick up. It was the envelope that Hermione had sent her note in, but Harry had neglected to remove the picture inside of it. Taking it out, he placed it back in his trunk, and thought of Anna. "I wonder what she's like.." he asked himself as he got into bed.
The next morning eventually came after a long, sleepless night for Harry. He kept waking up and thinking about school, and all of the teachers.wondering who was going to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Wondering about everyone's summer and how much they were going to have changed. Wondering about Quiddich, and how much he longed to take out his sleek Firebolt and ride it again. As he rose from his bed he was automatically awake. Too awake to fall back onto his pillow, he made his sheets up neatly and got dressed. Checking once or twice that he hadn't forgotten anything, he made his way downstairs just in time to see a rather happy Dudley scarfing down his breakfast which consisted of sausages, eggs, bacon, pancakes, and hot chocolate with two or three marshmallows placed neatly on the top of the mug. Harry had to laugh. Dudley looked rather like a huge hippo dressed in his gray suit and tiny tie hidden beneath his many chins. He sat down, placing the squawking Hedwig and his trunks down in the living room. His uncle was giving him a most unpleasant look. "I will remind you," he scowled. "you will not be coming home this year for Christmas or any other holiday." "Okay.." Harry said, eating a piece of sausage and thinking 'as if I wanted to anyway!' "Petunia and I will be visiting Aunt Marge for quite some majority of the year. It seems she has taken ill and wishes us to take care of her and her dogs for her." "Okay.." He repeated without tone. "Your things are already packed, I assume?" Harry looked up from his plate. "Er..yeah..they're RIGHT there." "Do NOT give me that tone young man! I could keep you here if I felt like it, you know." "Yeah, I wish." He said sarcastically. With a 'hmph!' Vernon continued to eat his meal in large proportions. Before he knew it his uncle was almost dragging him and his things out of the kitchen and to the car out front of the house. As Harry put his things in the back seat of the car, he recognized that this was the first time he had ever had his uncle essentially take him back to Hogwarts.and it was NOT a pleasant one at all. Harry didn't dare speak, and he got the impression that Uncle Vernon didn't want to. Although Vernon did heave many heavy sighs of impatience, that didn't stand as much of a conversation piece between them. Finally reaching the outskirts of London, Harry was thrown out of the car with Hedwig at his side. "I-I guess I'll.I'll write to tell you when the term ends." Uncle Vernon sighed something that sounded like a 'right.' "Right then, I guess I'll see you." Another mumbled 'right' and Vernon was off, tires squealing, dust and gravel flying about. After what seemed like hours of walking through the streets of London with his large trunks with "HP" labeled on the side, and many people turning their heads to see a rather disturbed owl squawking and running into the sides of her cage, he reached the familiar pub, the Leaky Cauldron, he made his way inside. Tom, the friendly inkeeper shouted happy words to him (none of which Harry could understand) and provided him with a room for the night. Once settling in and letting Hedwig go for a relieving fly, he wiped the sweat from his face, took his Gringotts key from his bag, and set off for the small courtyard behind the pub. Tapping the little bricks on the large barrier, he watched the solid wall hop aside and reveal the wizard and witch covered narrow streets of Diagon Alley. Walking forward, and running into many people along the way, he saw the familiar shops and couldn't help but smile. He finally felt welcome. Still smiling, he took the folded list out of his pockets and headed out, into the vast streets full of people. He soon found himself at Flourish and Blotts where he purchased his usual updated book, "The Standard Book of Spells, Year 5" and another book, which was not on his list. It had caught his attention just as he was purchasing his school book. With a young man on the cover, who scowled roughly and reminded him of a more female version of the new girl, Anna, he asked the bookkeep to get it down for him and he paid for it happily wondering what it was about. Once he was out of the store, he looked at the cover more carefully which said "Vampires, Giants, and Other Mythical Creatures." Plopping it back in his bag, he headed off to Gringotts, the wizard bank, to withdraw some of his money that his parents had left him with after they died. Now stocked with Gold Galleons, he made his way to another store, Madame Malkin's Robes for All Occasion and bought a new set of school robes. Stopping by the Apothecary to purchase a refill for his potions' ingredients, he heard some familiar voices behind him. "No Ron," He had heard Hermione telling Ron off. "you don't want that. We don't need it!" "I bet Fred and George would like it." Ron said. Hermione giggled. "Yeah, I bet they would." Harry whipped around immediately. "Ron! Hermione." He couldn't help but shout, but stopped abruptly when he saw a girl with jet black hair, falling to her waist, almost invisible in the dim lit apothecary store. She was almost towering over Hermione when she looked to see who was yelling. "Harry!" Ron and Hermione shouted in unison. Hermione was careful to place the jar of giggleworms back onto the shelf before she ran to Harry, with the girl following close behind. Ron starting talking immediately about something that Harry wasn't listening nor caring about. His eyes were fixed upon the girl whose face, paler than he had ever seen anyone's face before, and whose lips, just as deep and dark a red as blood, was somewhat attractive to him. Pretending to hear what Ron was saying, he nodded his head with a simple 'right' and walked forward to meet the girl he could only assume was Anna, the new girl. "Hullo," he said whimsily. To his great surprise, she welcomed him with a wide smile and she held out a hand to shake his own. "You must be Harry. With all of the things that I've read about you," she turned to Hermione. "and as much as Hermione talks about you, I'm so glad to be finally meeting you." "Then you must be Anna." He smiled back. "Hermione also told me about you. I hear you're new to Hogwarts?" "Yeah," she said. "My father moved to France when I was little and I went to school there." "So I've heard." Harry replied with another smile. "Oh!" she said, turning to Hermione again. "Hermione, can we go to the bookstore? I need to get my school books." "Of course," Hermione said, pulling out her school list. "See you two later? We can meet at the Leaky Cauldron.Anna and I are staying there as well as Ron..are you Harry?" "Yeah, checked in this morning." "Right then, see you later!" Hermione began to leave the shop as Anna followed and shouted "See you!" Harry smiled and waved as he waited for Ron to purchase his potions' supplied while he watched Anna running up the street for Flourish and Blott's.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters as I have stated before. J.K. Rowling does, yo. And she rocks the house.
"Coming to Hogwarts"
A couple of weeks passed after Harry's birthday, and he did receive mail: His usual letter from Hogwarts informing him when the new term would be starting and, most importantly, a reply from Sirius. It came the day before he was to drive to London with his reluctant uncle. He read it in private, when he finally had time to be alone in his room without Dudley barging in and poking Hedwig with a long stick. He had hoped it would've been a longer letter, but was pleased anyway when he saw a rather short note.
Harry, I'm sorry for not replying sooner. I had to switch locations briefly, but I'm back in Hogsmeade to insure quick transport in any case. Come to the lake around 1 'o' clock in the morning if you can insure privacy on the 7th of September.
Sirius
Harry smiled. He would be seeing his godfather soon enough and would be back at home as well. The thought of shopping with his friends in the packed streets of Diagon Alley crossed his mind happily as he packed his suitcase with the birthday cards sent from his friends. Before bed, he placed his full suitcase along with another trunk filled with his school supplies and his wand at the end of his bed. He forced Hedwig, with a lot of struggle, into her cage and put her there as well. Once he had finished Hagrid's cake, he lifted the floorboard and placed the empty box back in its place. As he was about to put the floorboard back, he noticed an envelope that he had forgotten to pick up. It was the envelope that Hermione had sent her note in, but Harry had neglected to remove the picture inside of it. Taking it out, he placed it back in his trunk, and thought of Anna. "I wonder what she's like.." he asked himself as he got into bed.
The next morning eventually came after a long, sleepless night for Harry. He kept waking up and thinking about school, and all of the teachers.wondering who was going to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Wondering about everyone's summer and how much they were going to have changed. Wondering about Quiddich, and how much he longed to take out his sleek Firebolt and ride it again. As he rose from his bed he was automatically awake. Too awake to fall back onto his pillow, he made his sheets up neatly and got dressed. Checking once or twice that he hadn't forgotten anything, he made his way downstairs just in time to see a rather happy Dudley scarfing down his breakfast which consisted of sausages, eggs, bacon, pancakes, and hot chocolate with two or three marshmallows placed neatly on the top of the mug. Harry had to laugh. Dudley looked rather like a huge hippo dressed in his gray suit and tiny tie hidden beneath his many chins. He sat down, placing the squawking Hedwig and his trunks down in the living room. His uncle was giving him a most unpleasant look. "I will remind you," he scowled. "you will not be coming home this year for Christmas or any other holiday." "Okay.." Harry said, eating a piece of sausage and thinking 'as if I wanted to anyway!' "Petunia and I will be visiting Aunt Marge for quite some majority of the year. It seems she has taken ill and wishes us to take care of her and her dogs for her." "Okay.." He repeated without tone. "Your things are already packed, I assume?" Harry looked up from his plate. "Er..yeah..they're RIGHT there." "Do NOT give me that tone young man! I could keep you here if I felt like it, you know." "Yeah, I wish." He said sarcastically. With a 'hmph!' Vernon continued to eat his meal in large proportions. Before he knew it his uncle was almost dragging him and his things out of the kitchen and to the car out front of the house. As Harry put his things in the back seat of the car, he recognized that this was the first time he had ever had his uncle essentially take him back to Hogwarts.and it was NOT a pleasant one at all. Harry didn't dare speak, and he got the impression that Uncle Vernon didn't want to. Although Vernon did heave many heavy sighs of impatience, that didn't stand as much of a conversation piece between them. Finally reaching the outskirts of London, Harry was thrown out of the car with Hedwig at his side. "I-I guess I'll.I'll write to tell you when the term ends." Uncle Vernon sighed something that sounded like a 'right.' "Right then, I guess I'll see you." Another mumbled 'right' and Vernon was off, tires squealing, dust and gravel flying about. After what seemed like hours of walking through the streets of London with his large trunks with "HP" labeled on the side, and many people turning their heads to see a rather disturbed owl squawking and running into the sides of her cage, he reached the familiar pub, the Leaky Cauldron, he made his way inside. Tom, the friendly inkeeper shouted happy words to him (none of which Harry could understand) and provided him with a room for the night. Once settling in and letting Hedwig go for a relieving fly, he wiped the sweat from his face, took his Gringotts key from his bag, and set off for the small courtyard behind the pub. Tapping the little bricks on the large barrier, he watched the solid wall hop aside and reveal the wizard and witch covered narrow streets of Diagon Alley. Walking forward, and running into many people along the way, he saw the familiar shops and couldn't help but smile. He finally felt welcome. Still smiling, he took the folded list out of his pockets and headed out, into the vast streets full of people. He soon found himself at Flourish and Blotts where he purchased his usual updated book, "The Standard Book of Spells, Year 5" and another book, which was not on his list. It had caught his attention just as he was purchasing his school book. With a young man on the cover, who scowled roughly and reminded him of a more female version of the new girl, Anna, he asked the bookkeep to get it down for him and he paid for it happily wondering what it was about. Once he was out of the store, he looked at the cover more carefully which said "Vampires, Giants, and Other Mythical Creatures." Plopping it back in his bag, he headed off to Gringotts, the wizard bank, to withdraw some of his money that his parents had left him with after they died. Now stocked with Gold Galleons, he made his way to another store, Madame Malkin's Robes for All Occasion and bought a new set of school robes. Stopping by the Apothecary to purchase a refill for his potions' ingredients, he heard some familiar voices behind him. "No Ron," He had heard Hermione telling Ron off. "you don't want that. We don't need it!" "I bet Fred and George would like it." Ron said. Hermione giggled. "Yeah, I bet they would." Harry whipped around immediately. "Ron! Hermione." He couldn't help but shout, but stopped abruptly when he saw a girl with jet black hair, falling to her waist, almost invisible in the dim lit apothecary store. She was almost towering over Hermione when she looked to see who was yelling. "Harry!" Ron and Hermione shouted in unison. Hermione was careful to place the jar of giggleworms back onto the shelf before she ran to Harry, with the girl following close behind. Ron starting talking immediately about something that Harry wasn't listening nor caring about. His eyes were fixed upon the girl whose face, paler than he had ever seen anyone's face before, and whose lips, just as deep and dark a red as blood, was somewhat attractive to him. Pretending to hear what Ron was saying, he nodded his head with a simple 'right' and walked forward to meet the girl he could only assume was Anna, the new girl. "Hullo," he said whimsily. To his great surprise, she welcomed him with a wide smile and she held out a hand to shake his own. "You must be Harry. With all of the things that I've read about you," she turned to Hermione. "and as much as Hermione talks about you, I'm so glad to be finally meeting you." "Then you must be Anna." He smiled back. "Hermione also told me about you. I hear you're new to Hogwarts?" "Yeah," she said. "My father moved to France when I was little and I went to school there." "So I've heard." Harry replied with another smile. "Oh!" she said, turning to Hermione again. "Hermione, can we go to the bookstore? I need to get my school books." "Of course," Hermione said, pulling out her school list. "See you two later? We can meet at the Leaky Cauldron.Anna and I are staying there as well as Ron..are you Harry?" "Yeah, checked in this morning." "Right then, see you later!" Hermione began to leave the shop as Anna followed and shouted "See you!" Harry smiled and waved as he waited for Ron to purchase his potions' supplied while he watched Anna running up the street for Flourish and Blott's.