Chapter 6: Where's Your Place?
When Chanse got off the train she moved to the side, so that other students could get off the train. She looked around at everything that was going to become more familiar as the year went on, and took it all in. "I'm at Hogwarts; I'm a witch" she thought.
"Yes, you are Chanse, now quickly, Hagrid calling you." Geno squawked. Chanse snapped out of her daze and saw Hagrid waving at her, quickly she ran over to him.
"Hold on Hagrid, I have to go get my bags." Hagrid shook his head.
"No, its ok they're on their way to Hogwarts. You're to follow me right now." Chanse nodded and followed Hagrid. "ALL FIRST YEARS THIS WAY!" Hagrid yelled. Very soon after Hagrid had said that, many little kids came running up in front of Hagrid. He turned around and started to walk, and all the kids followed behind him and Chanse.
They all got into boats, but Chanse was the only student in a boat with Hagrid. "Chanse you need to stay by me, because we need to get you sorted first. Because of you being advanced and all." Hagrid turned around and looked behind at Chanse who smiled back.
"Ok, Hagrid." Chanse said, and looked around at everything around her. Then she turned around and looked at all the students in boats with lanterns. "This is going to be like my second family." Chanse thought.
When they got to the shore all the students followed Hagrid up a path to Hogwarts School. When they got up there, all the other student, but the first years and Chanse, filed into the Great Hall.
While the first years and Chanse stayed outside and listen to Professor McGonagall's speech. She explained that they were going to be attending a feast to welcome all of them, but before the feast starts the Sorting Hat must sort them all. She ended her speech with, "Welcome to Hogwarts."
A few moments later, the new students and Chanse, walked in the Great Hall. They all followed Professor McGonagall up to the front of the room where all the other professors were sitting.
Professor McGonagall walked up and stood in front of the other professors and the houses, next to a stool with a pointed hat on it and said, "Let the Sorting ceremony begin." The houses began to cheer, and all the new students and Chanse looked around at the houses.
Professor hushed the houses and continued talking, "When I call your name, please walk up and sit down here" She pointed to the stool, "and I'll place the Sorting Hat on your head, and in a few minutes you will be sorted."
She looked over her clipboard, "Foxlin Chanse Jackson."
Chanse looked up at the professor who was holding the Sorting Hat waiting for Chanse to walk up. Chanse gulped and walked up and sat down on the stool. She looked up at the Professor, "Professor McGonagall...Madam...I prefer to be called Chanse."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Chanse." Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and spoke loudly, "I mean Chanse Jackson."
Chanse smiled, "Thank you, professor." The professor nodded.
"Witches, Wizards, students, and new students, Chanse Jackson here is being sorted now, but she's starting sixth year, because she's advanced." Whispers from all the students flew all around the Great Hall.
Chanse looked around nervously, looking at all the students whispering and looking at her. She looked around some more and the only people not whispering were Angelina, Oliver, and Hermione. That gave Chanse a little comfort, but still she was nervous.
Chanse looked at Angelina whose friend started to talk to her, so Chanse looked around again.
Then she looked at Hermione who was talking to a little red-haired boy, and some other strange boy. Chanse got worried, because she wasn't going to have anyone to turn to for comfort.
She looked around for Oliver and couldn't see him. Then finally she saw him, he was watching and then he smiled at Chanse. She smiled back and felt better now.
Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on Chanse's head, and the hat began to talk, "Ah, yes. Foxlin," Chanse looked up at the hat angrily, "Oh I'm sorry, Chanse...Wow...You're an interesting person, probably the most interesting person I've ever read." The hat chuckled, "Well let's see... Oh, interesting. You could only be three out of the four houses. Hmm...But the question isn't what houses could you be put in but, what house you should be in."
The hat searched Chanse's mind, "You have it in you to be Slytherin. Would you like that?" Chanse looked over at all the Slytherin students, who smiled at her and winked and blew kisses, at her.
"No thanks." She smirked.
"Oh, but you could be great, are you sure you don't want to be a Slytherin? You could be great." The hat snickered.
"I could be great in other houses too." More whispers came from some students. Chanse looked around at everyone, and then she looked over at Oliver, who nodded at her.
"Ok, fine. You don't want to be a Slytherin, and even if you were a Slytherin you wouldn't be a full fledged Slytherin, because you know what you want but you don't mind not getting it."
The hat nodded, "So where to put you? You're not Hufflepuff stuff; you don't like to work hard." Chanse nodded and laughed.
"Well where to put you then, Gryffindor or Ravenclaw? Hmm..." The hat thought. "I don't know. I can't do this right now." The hat quit talking.
Whispers ran all over the Great Hall. Professor McGonagall took the Sorting Hat off Chanse's head, and stared at it then at Chanse, the whole school was in shock, "Please Chanse go stand over on that wall." Professor pointed at the wall, and Chanse got off the stool and walked over to the wall and stood against it, and looked own at her feet.
She shook her head, and placed her hand on her forehead. 'Why couldn't I be sorted?' Chanse thought.
She looked up and all around her, looking for someone to comfort her. She looked over at Oliver who was looking at her, who looked like he was trying to figure out Chanse. She closed her eyes and she thought about Oliver Wood, and then she slowly opened her eyes, and looked over at Oliver. Who was looking down at his plate then he looked up at Chanse, 'Oliver? Can you hear me?' Chanse asked Oliver telepathically.
'Yeah! Are we talking with our minds? How are we doing this, students don't learn to do this until after their final in their seventh year!'
'It's called telepathically communicating, and I know. I told you I'm advanced.' Chanse laughed in her head.
'Oh...Ok. Are you ok, you look upset or something?'
'Well, the Sorting Hat couldn't sort me! You saw it; I don't know what to do.'
'Relax. They're, probably, going to sort you after they sort the first years. They'll sort you after the feast, I bet.' Oliver smiled.
'Hagrid came up to me earlier and asked if I wouldn't mind showing you around, and of course I accepted. So I'll wait for you outside.' Oliver sat up very proudly then laughed. Chanse smiled and laughed at him.
'You're such a goof ball you know that, right?' Oliver nodded and smiled.
'Thanks Oliver.' Chanse broke the communication and then winked at Oliver, then laughed. Oliver smiled, and let out a small laugh.
Angelina hit Oliver, and leaned forward in front of his face, "What's so funny Oliver?" Angelina asked.
Oliver smiled, "Nothing." Angelina looked at him funny then shook her head and returned to talking to her friends.
After the feast was done with, all the student went back to their houses to get settled in to and meet their new housemates. Professor McGonagall called Chanse over and asked her to once again sit.
Chanse sat down on the stool and looked up at the Shorting Hat, and Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on top of Chanse's head, once again.
"Ah! You again. Yes, I see clearly now, your house...Your house shall be..." Chanse closed her eyes and toke a deep breath in. "RAVENCLAW!" Professor McGonagall smiled and took the hat off. Chanse stood up, and turned to the professors.
"Thank you." She turned back around and walked out of the Great Hall.
When she walked out she turned to her left, no Oliver, she turned to her right and there was Oliver waiting for her, leaning against the wall. She walked over to him and he put his arm around her.
"So what house?"
"Ravenclaw."
"Oh." Oliver said with a sad tone in his voice. "That's ok; at least you have a house, right?" He smiled.
"Sure." Chanse said and looked away from him.
Oliver moved Chanse's face back to look into her eyes, "Hey, what's wrong?"
Chanse looked down and then looked back up into Oliver's sparkling brown eyes, "I wanted to be in Gryffindor. With Angelina, Hermione, and...You." Chanse looked down and held back from crying, "But hey," Chanse looked at Oliver and forced a smile, "You can't always get what you want." She weakly laughed. Oliver kept walking with her to the staircases and gave her a hug.
"Hey Roger!" Oliver waited for a response...but didn't get one, "ROGER DAVIS!"
A young man with a deep tan, and jet black hair stuck his head over the railing, "WHAT?!"
"Come here!"
After Oliver yelled a few seconds later the young man ran down the staircase and stood in front of Oliver and Chanse, "Yeah, Oliver?
"Meet a new sixth year student, Fox..." Chanse looked at Oliver with a joking mean look, "Chanse Jackson." He laughed, and nudged Chanse, and she smiled.
Roger looked over Chanse, and smiled, "Hmm...ok. Follow me Chanse; I'll take you up to the house." Chanse looked at Oliver, and smiled, and turned and followed Roger up the stairs.
"Chanse be careful because the stairs like to change, so hold on to the railing." Chanse nodded and grabbed onto the railing, really tightly and laughed. Roger smiled and turned back and started back up the stairs.
"Hey Roger!" Oliver yelled.
"Yeah?" Roger yelled back
"Take care of Chanse...she's my girl," Oliver smiled, "...and a damn good Quidditch player from what she's says." Oliver laughed and started up the stairs towards Gryffindor's house.
"Ok." Roger yelled back and rolled his eyes, and continued up the stairs towards the Ravenclaw house.
"So you're dating Gryffindor's star Quidditch player, huh?" Chanse stopped in her tracks, and her eyes got really big, and she blushed.
"What? No." Chanse laughed and continued up.
Finally they reached a hallway, and Roger stopped. "Well, Chanse there's some key things you need to know about Ravenclaw House."
"Ok, like?"
"Our mascot is the Raven, duh! But it used to be the Eagle, I don't know why, but it was.
The house professor is Professor Flitwick, he teaches Charms, our house ghosts is The Grey Lady, our colors are Blue and Silver, our founder is Rowena Ravenclaw, our entrance is The Knight, and our Password is Snufflup. Any questions?"
"Nope. Well yes actually.who's our Quidditch captain, and Keeper, and how do you get on the team?"
"Well your looking at the Quidditch Captain, slash chaser.
As for Keeper that would be Stewart Ackerley, and you get on the team by trying out for a certain position, and you think you can get it on, and can't wait, you can challenge the person that plays the position you want, for that position.
But if you lose your challenge you must make everyone's bed in the Ravenclaw house for the rest of the year. But if the person you challenge loses they don't have to do anything because they have to lose their spot on the team." Chanse nodded.
"You ready to meet your new family?"
"Yeah." Roger and Chanse walked down the hallway to a painting, at the end of the hallway, of a knight.
"Here is the entrance to the house of Ravenclaw. You can have the honors of opening the entrance." Chanse smiled and looked at the knight.
"Password?" The knight said looking at Chanse.
"Snufflup." Chanse said. The knight nodded and the painting swung to one side. Roger and Chanse walked in, and the painting swung closed.
When Chanse got off the train she moved to the side, so that other students could get off the train. She looked around at everything that was going to become more familiar as the year went on, and took it all in. "I'm at Hogwarts; I'm a witch" she thought.
"Yes, you are Chanse, now quickly, Hagrid calling you." Geno squawked. Chanse snapped out of her daze and saw Hagrid waving at her, quickly she ran over to him.
"Hold on Hagrid, I have to go get my bags." Hagrid shook his head.
"No, its ok they're on their way to Hogwarts. You're to follow me right now." Chanse nodded and followed Hagrid. "ALL FIRST YEARS THIS WAY!" Hagrid yelled. Very soon after Hagrid had said that, many little kids came running up in front of Hagrid. He turned around and started to walk, and all the kids followed behind him and Chanse.
They all got into boats, but Chanse was the only student in a boat with Hagrid. "Chanse you need to stay by me, because we need to get you sorted first. Because of you being advanced and all." Hagrid turned around and looked behind at Chanse who smiled back.
"Ok, Hagrid." Chanse said, and looked around at everything around her. Then she turned around and looked at all the students in boats with lanterns. "This is going to be like my second family." Chanse thought.
When they got to the shore all the students followed Hagrid up a path to Hogwarts School. When they got up there, all the other student, but the first years and Chanse, filed into the Great Hall.
While the first years and Chanse stayed outside and listen to Professor McGonagall's speech. She explained that they were going to be attending a feast to welcome all of them, but before the feast starts the Sorting Hat must sort them all. She ended her speech with, "Welcome to Hogwarts."
A few moments later, the new students and Chanse, walked in the Great Hall. They all followed Professor McGonagall up to the front of the room where all the other professors were sitting.
Professor McGonagall walked up and stood in front of the other professors and the houses, next to a stool with a pointed hat on it and said, "Let the Sorting ceremony begin." The houses began to cheer, and all the new students and Chanse looked around at the houses.
Professor hushed the houses and continued talking, "When I call your name, please walk up and sit down here" She pointed to the stool, "and I'll place the Sorting Hat on your head, and in a few minutes you will be sorted."
She looked over her clipboard, "Foxlin Chanse Jackson."
Chanse looked up at the professor who was holding the Sorting Hat waiting for Chanse to walk up. Chanse gulped and walked up and sat down on the stool. She looked up at the Professor, "Professor McGonagall...Madam...I prefer to be called Chanse."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Chanse." Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and spoke loudly, "I mean Chanse Jackson."
Chanse smiled, "Thank you, professor." The professor nodded.
"Witches, Wizards, students, and new students, Chanse Jackson here is being sorted now, but she's starting sixth year, because she's advanced." Whispers from all the students flew all around the Great Hall.
Chanse looked around nervously, looking at all the students whispering and looking at her. She looked around some more and the only people not whispering were Angelina, Oliver, and Hermione. That gave Chanse a little comfort, but still she was nervous.
Chanse looked at Angelina whose friend started to talk to her, so Chanse looked around again.
Then she looked at Hermione who was talking to a little red-haired boy, and some other strange boy. Chanse got worried, because she wasn't going to have anyone to turn to for comfort.
She looked around for Oliver and couldn't see him. Then finally she saw him, he was watching and then he smiled at Chanse. She smiled back and felt better now.
Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on Chanse's head, and the hat began to talk, "Ah, yes. Foxlin," Chanse looked up at the hat angrily, "Oh I'm sorry, Chanse...Wow...You're an interesting person, probably the most interesting person I've ever read." The hat chuckled, "Well let's see... Oh, interesting. You could only be three out of the four houses. Hmm...But the question isn't what houses could you be put in but, what house you should be in."
The hat searched Chanse's mind, "You have it in you to be Slytherin. Would you like that?" Chanse looked over at all the Slytherin students, who smiled at her and winked and blew kisses, at her.
"No thanks." She smirked.
"Oh, but you could be great, are you sure you don't want to be a Slytherin? You could be great." The hat snickered.
"I could be great in other houses too." More whispers came from some students. Chanse looked around at everyone, and then she looked over at Oliver, who nodded at her.
"Ok, fine. You don't want to be a Slytherin, and even if you were a Slytherin you wouldn't be a full fledged Slytherin, because you know what you want but you don't mind not getting it."
The hat nodded, "So where to put you? You're not Hufflepuff stuff; you don't like to work hard." Chanse nodded and laughed.
"Well where to put you then, Gryffindor or Ravenclaw? Hmm..." The hat thought. "I don't know. I can't do this right now." The hat quit talking.
Whispers ran all over the Great Hall. Professor McGonagall took the Sorting Hat off Chanse's head, and stared at it then at Chanse, the whole school was in shock, "Please Chanse go stand over on that wall." Professor pointed at the wall, and Chanse got off the stool and walked over to the wall and stood against it, and looked own at her feet.
She shook her head, and placed her hand on her forehead. 'Why couldn't I be sorted?' Chanse thought.
She looked up and all around her, looking for someone to comfort her. She looked over at Oliver who was looking at her, who looked like he was trying to figure out Chanse. She closed her eyes and she thought about Oliver Wood, and then she slowly opened her eyes, and looked over at Oliver. Who was looking down at his plate then he looked up at Chanse, 'Oliver? Can you hear me?' Chanse asked Oliver telepathically.
'Yeah! Are we talking with our minds? How are we doing this, students don't learn to do this until after their final in their seventh year!'
'It's called telepathically communicating, and I know. I told you I'm advanced.' Chanse laughed in her head.
'Oh...Ok. Are you ok, you look upset or something?'
'Well, the Sorting Hat couldn't sort me! You saw it; I don't know what to do.'
'Relax. They're, probably, going to sort you after they sort the first years. They'll sort you after the feast, I bet.' Oliver smiled.
'Hagrid came up to me earlier and asked if I wouldn't mind showing you around, and of course I accepted. So I'll wait for you outside.' Oliver sat up very proudly then laughed. Chanse smiled and laughed at him.
'You're such a goof ball you know that, right?' Oliver nodded and smiled.
'Thanks Oliver.' Chanse broke the communication and then winked at Oliver, then laughed. Oliver smiled, and let out a small laugh.
Angelina hit Oliver, and leaned forward in front of his face, "What's so funny Oliver?" Angelina asked.
Oliver smiled, "Nothing." Angelina looked at him funny then shook her head and returned to talking to her friends.
After the feast was done with, all the student went back to their houses to get settled in to and meet their new housemates. Professor McGonagall called Chanse over and asked her to once again sit.
Chanse sat down on the stool and looked up at the Shorting Hat, and Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on top of Chanse's head, once again.
"Ah! You again. Yes, I see clearly now, your house...Your house shall be..." Chanse closed her eyes and toke a deep breath in. "RAVENCLAW!" Professor McGonagall smiled and took the hat off. Chanse stood up, and turned to the professors.
"Thank you." She turned back around and walked out of the Great Hall.
When she walked out she turned to her left, no Oliver, she turned to her right and there was Oliver waiting for her, leaning against the wall. She walked over to him and he put his arm around her.
"So what house?"
"Ravenclaw."
"Oh." Oliver said with a sad tone in his voice. "That's ok; at least you have a house, right?" He smiled.
"Sure." Chanse said and looked away from him.
Oliver moved Chanse's face back to look into her eyes, "Hey, what's wrong?"
Chanse looked down and then looked back up into Oliver's sparkling brown eyes, "I wanted to be in Gryffindor. With Angelina, Hermione, and...You." Chanse looked down and held back from crying, "But hey," Chanse looked at Oliver and forced a smile, "You can't always get what you want." She weakly laughed. Oliver kept walking with her to the staircases and gave her a hug.
"Hey Roger!" Oliver waited for a response...but didn't get one, "ROGER DAVIS!"
A young man with a deep tan, and jet black hair stuck his head over the railing, "WHAT?!"
"Come here!"
After Oliver yelled a few seconds later the young man ran down the staircase and stood in front of Oliver and Chanse, "Yeah, Oliver?
"Meet a new sixth year student, Fox..." Chanse looked at Oliver with a joking mean look, "Chanse Jackson." He laughed, and nudged Chanse, and she smiled.
Roger looked over Chanse, and smiled, "Hmm...ok. Follow me Chanse; I'll take you up to the house." Chanse looked at Oliver, and smiled, and turned and followed Roger up the stairs.
"Chanse be careful because the stairs like to change, so hold on to the railing." Chanse nodded and grabbed onto the railing, really tightly and laughed. Roger smiled and turned back and started back up the stairs.
"Hey Roger!" Oliver yelled.
"Yeah?" Roger yelled back
"Take care of Chanse...she's my girl," Oliver smiled, "...and a damn good Quidditch player from what she's says." Oliver laughed and started up the stairs towards Gryffindor's house.
"Ok." Roger yelled back and rolled his eyes, and continued up the stairs towards the Ravenclaw house.
"So you're dating Gryffindor's star Quidditch player, huh?" Chanse stopped in her tracks, and her eyes got really big, and she blushed.
"What? No." Chanse laughed and continued up.
Finally they reached a hallway, and Roger stopped. "Well, Chanse there's some key things you need to know about Ravenclaw House."
"Ok, like?"
"Our mascot is the Raven, duh! But it used to be the Eagle, I don't know why, but it was.
The house professor is Professor Flitwick, he teaches Charms, our house ghosts is The Grey Lady, our colors are Blue and Silver, our founder is Rowena Ravenclaw, our entrance is The Knight, and our Password is Snufflup. Any questions?"
"Nope. Well yes actually.who's our Quidditch captain, and Keeper, and how do you get on the team?"
"Well your looking at the Quidditch Captain, slash chaser.
As for Keeper that would be Stewart Ackerley, and you get on the team by trying out for a certain position, and you think you can get it on, and can't wait, you can challenge the person that plays the position you want, for that position.
But if you lose your challenge you must make everyone's bed in the Ravenclaw house for the rest of the year. But if the person you challenge loses they don't have to do anything because they have to lose their spot on the team." Chanse nodded.
"You ready to meet your new family?"
"Yeah." Roger and Chanse walked down the hallway to a painting, at the end of the hallway, of a knight.
"Here is the entrance to the house of Ravenclaw. You can have the honors of opening the entrance." Chanse smiled and looked at the knight.
"Password?" The knight said looking at Chanse.
"Snufflup." Chanse said. The knight nodded and the painting swung to one side. Roger and Chanse walked in, and the painting swung closed.