Sorry for the lame Australian language...hee hee...I was checking a few books, and I decided it would be fun to include it even if it's not accurate (Me, I'm your Chinese kid).
Oops...
[Runs away while the Aussies on the site bombard her with pitchforks and torches]
Well, *pant*, hope you enjoy-AHHH!-this!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
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CHAPTER TWO
Harry Potter got a queasy feeling seeing Cho Chang's face after she turned around. It was a feeling mixed with guilt and an awkward happiness from seeing her face. She was a really pretty Ravenclaw, but the older girl reminded him of Cedric and the events last year... His thoughts were interrupted by Ron, who said, " Did you see the new transfer students? Where do you think they'll kip? In a separate room?" Hermione spoke up. " I suppose they'll be sorted, even if only for this year. Wonder if anyone new is coming into our house...did you know that there're only nine of them? One from Australia, one from Germany, one from China..." she went on. Harry turned. " Do they all speak English?" he asked Ron. The redhead shrugged. " I dunno. S'pose so, because how are they going to talk to anyone else?" Hermione nudged him. " What was that for?" " Look," she hissed, " One of them's coming out!"
Harry saw the boy...who, he noted, bore a weird resemblance toward Cho, walk toward the Ravenclaw table. Surprisingly, he seemed to know Cho, and Harry saw the slight girl get up and ask him something with a bright smile on her delicate face. They continued to talk, ending with Cho pushing him off somewhere. The boy walked away, a small grin on his face. Harry's heart raced. His crush over Cho overrode his pity for Cedric Diggory. She already had a boyfriend? He was interrupted yet again when Ron informed, " He's coming over here!"
The Asian fifteen-year old walked over, and plopped down in a seat across from Harry and Hermione, and to his right was Seamus Finnigan. Hermione immediately started to interrogate him, asking enthusiastically, " So, where you from? Australia? Which school?" The Australian looked slightly surprised, but answered, " Australia Preparatory School of Sorcery. It's all the way in never never, where the Muggles can't find it." He jabbed a fork into a piece of mutton. " Never never?" inquired Ron. " As you Brits call it...Desert outback land," he answered. " Did you have to go through tests to be selected?" asked Hermione eagerly. The boy looked thoughtful. " The selecting took a bit...had to go through a few screenings. Nothing much though, there's not many in our school." " How'd you come here?" asked Harry curiously, thinking about how last year the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students had arrived. " I lobbed in with my cousin," he glanced up, and his eyes sparkled as it flicked up his forehead. " I'll be! It's Harry Potter!" he exclaimed. Harry nodded uneasily, but asked, " Who's your cousin?" The boy jerked his head toward the Ravenclaw tables. " Cho Chang."
" Do all the people that were transferred know how to speak English?" asked Hermione, tagging along as they clambered toward the Common Room. " Me and the Yank that are here know pretty much how to speak English, but the rest that aren't that fluent have a language spell put over them." " Huh?" asked Ron quizzically. " A language spell is a complicated charm that allows the person who gets it to speak the language they know best, but it comes out in the language the other knows, and they understand the language too when they hear it. It's quite complex," answered Hermione. " It SOUNDS complex," muttered Ron. " What's the password?" whispered Harry, once they reached the Portrait of the Fat Lady. " Nick told me...Sugar quill." The portrait swung open.
" Trevor! Trevor!" Neville called hopelessly. " Eh?" Derek quirked an eyebrow at the round-faced boy. " My toad," he explained shortly, " He's gone missing. Have you seen him?" he added. Derek shook his head, slightly bewildered. " Don't worry about him, his toad goes missing at least once every term," whispered Ron into Derek's ear, as they paraded up to their dormitory. " You're Cho Chang's cousin?" asked Harry casually, but turning away so they couldn't see him redden. " Yeah," answered Derek closing the curtains to his four-poster. " I was with her this summer. Quite a good Quidditch player, she is. I hear she plays Seeker on Ravenclaw...and of course, she told me you played Seeker too..." He added, stating the first part proudly. Harry nodded, as he flushed a deeper crimson. " Go to sleep, the lot of you," yawned Ron. " We start classes tomorrow. And I don't fancy being late the first day to Snape's class."
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Short, I know. Sorry. Next chappie should be out soon. More Cho.
Oops...
[Runs away while the Aussies on the site bombard her with pitchforks and torches]
Well, *pant*, hope you enjoy-AHHH!-this!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
________________________________________________________________________
CHAPTER TWO
Harry Potter got a queasy feeling seeing Cho Chang's face after she turned around. It was a feeling mixed with guilt and an awkward happiness from seeing her face. She was a really pretty Ravenclaw, but the older girl reminded him of Cedric and the events last year... His thoughts were interrupted by Ron, who said, " Did you see the new transfer students? Where do you think they'll kip? In a separate room?" Hermione spoke up. " I suppose they'll be sorted, even if only for this year. Wonder if anyone new is coming into our house...did you know that there're only nine of them? One from Australia, one from Germany, one from China..." she went on. Harry turned. " Do they all speak English?" he asked Ron. The redhead shrugged. " I dunno. S'pose so, because how are they going to talk to anyone else?" Hermione nudged him. " What was that for?" " Look," she hissed, " One of them's coming out!"
Harry saw the boy...who, he noted, bore a weird resemblance toward Cho, walk toward the Ravenclaw table. Surprisingly, he seemed to know Cho, and Harry saw the slight girl get up and ask him something with a bright smile on her delicate face. They continued to talk, ending with Cho pushing him off somewhere. The boy walked away, a small grin on his face. Harry's heart raced. His crush over Cho overrode his pity for Cedric Diggory. She already had a boyfriend? He was interrupted yet again when Ron informed, " He's coming over here!"
The Asian fifteen-year old walked over, and plopped down in a seat across from Harry and Hermione, and to his right was Seamus Finnigan. Hermione immediately started to interrogate him, asking enthusiastically, " So, where you from? Australia? Which school?" The Australian looked slightly surprised, but answered, " Australia Preparatory School of Sorcery. It's all the way in never never, where the Muggles can't find it." He jabbed a fork into a piece of mutton. " Never never?" inquired Ron. " As you Brits call it...Desert outback land," he answered. " Did you have to go through tests to be selected?" asked Hermione eagerly. The boy looked thoughtful. " The selecting took a bit...had to go through a few screenings. Nothing much though, there's not many in our school." " How'd you come here?" asked Harry curiously, thinking about how last year the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students had arrived. " I lobbed in with my cousin," he glanced up, and his eyes sparkled as it flicked up his forehead. " I'll be! It's Harry Potter!" he exclaimed. Harry nodded uneasily, but asked, " Who's your cousin?" The boy jerked his head toward the Ravenclaw tables. " Cho Chang."
" Do all the people that were transferred know how to speak English?" asked Hermione, tagging along as they clambered toward the Common Room. " Me and the Yank that are here know pretty much how to speak English, but the rest that aren't that fluent have a language spell put over them." " Huh?" asked Ron quizzically. " A language spell is a complicated charm that allows the person who gets it to speak the language they know best, but it comes out in the language the other knows, and they understand the language too when they hear it. It's quite complex," answered Hermione. " It SOUNDS complex," muttered Ron. " What's the password?" whispered Harry, once they reached the Portrait of the Fat Lady. " Nick told me...Sugar quill." The portrait swung open.
" Trevor! Trevor!" Neville called hopelessly. " Eh?" Derek quirked an eyebrow at the round-faced boy. " My toad," he explained shortly, " He's gone missing. Have you seen him?" he added. Derek shook his head, slightly bewildered. " Don't worry about him, his toad goes missing at least once every term," whispered Ron into Derek's ear, as they paraded up to their dormitory. " You're Cho Chang's cousin?" asked Harry casually, but turning away so they couldn't see him redden. " Yeah," answered Derek closing the curtains to his four-poster. " I was with her this summer. Quite a good Quidditch player, she is. I hear she plays Seeker on Ravenclaw...and of course, she told me you played Seeker too..." He added, stating the first part proudly. Harry nodded, as he flushed a deeper crimson. " Go to sleep, the lot of you," yawned Ron. " We start classes tomorrow. And I don't fancy being late the first day to Snape's class."
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Short, I know. Sorry. Next chappie should be out soon. More Cho.