Forgot to do this in the first chapter. *Giggles*
Disclamier: Most of you know my name is Tillia not J.K Rowling. so....No I didn't write the HP books. Sorry guys....lol
Thanks a bunch for reviewing!!!! I love you guys....well Er..not really...you know. *Laughs*
Esther fell on her bed as soon as she got into her room. As soon as her head hit the pillow she fell asleep.
Esther awoke very early the next moring. The sun was just riseing over the hirizon sending light shades of pink and yellow light over her bed. Slipping on a light robe she shuffled donstairs.
The mornings were colder and Esther wished she had pulled on her slippers. Walking to the hearth she casted a fire spell and stepped backwards and sat down. Problem was there was already somebody else sitting there.
"Oh my goodness!" She cried standing up quickly, "I'm so sorry!"
She turned to find a frist year, short untidy dark hair and bright green eyes. He looked familer somehow but Esther could quite place her finger on it, except that he *was* Harry Potter.
"So your Harry Potter?" She said sitting down (this time in a differant chair) He nodded as if he had been told that all day. Esther rolled her eyes at her-self, "Sorry, You must know your own name. What I should say is I'm Esther Withel."
Harry shook her outstreached hand, "Pleased to meet you.."He said kindly, but Esther could tell he was nervous about something. *Nah Duh Essie.* She thought *First day of school.*
"So you nevous about school?"
Harry nodded, "Yeah..." He sighed, "It's just that I'm not the grand wizard everyone makes me out to be. I mean, I have never even picked a wand."
"I can't say that 'I know how you feel' becuse I don't." Esther smiled, "but I can say that if you need any help you can come see me, okay?"
Harry nodded, and Esther stood up. "Okay then, Master Harry. I have to go get ready. You should too."ing
Esther went up the stairs.
*~*~*~*~*
George Weasly sat outside the girls bathroom in the dormatory. He sighed and turned to Fred who was coming up the stairs.
"Uh...George? Where's Essie?"
George pointed behind him to the bathroom door. "She's in there. Trying to fix that mop on her head, otherwise known as her hair."
Esther came out her hair slighty fizzy.
"I heard that......What are you laughing at Fred?"
Fred shook his head,
"Nothing...."
Esther grabbed her hat, a bown floppy travleing one and stuck her hair up in it, "Come on..."
Esther slid down the hall on the balls of her feet, Fred and George right behind her.
"Faster Essie! Snape will kill us if were late!"
Esther didn't repond but slid down the banister to the Potions room.
"Too late..." she whispered. She looked inside the room and saw the hufflepuffs and her fellow Griffendoirs looking at her. *We are *so* dead....* She thought.
But instead of Snape blowing up at her sher saw something differant. Did Snape's face actully hold Pity?
"Miss Withel....." he said softly, Esther looked away. She saw Tammy Wash, a Hufflepuff and a friend of hers,
"What's going on...."
Tammy looked to Prof. Snape, then back to Esther,
"Havn't you heard?" Whispers broke out everywhere...
Prof. Snape slapped the table and slience fell,
"Miss Withel would you please go to Dumbledore office."
Esther still confused nodded. Fred gave her a small smile and Esther ran to her Grandfather's office.
Disclamier: Most of you know my name is Tillia not J.K Rowling. so....No I didn't write the HP books. Sorry guys....lol
Thanks a bunch for reviewing!!!! I love you guys....well Er..not really...you know. *Laughs*
Esther fell on her bed as soon as she got into her room. As soon as her head hit the pillow she fell asleep.
Esther awoke very early the next moring. The sun was just riseing over the hirizon sending light shades of pink and yellow light over her bed. Slipping on a light robe she shuffled donstairs.
The mornings were colder and Esther wished she had pulled on her slippers. Walking to the hearth she casted a fire spell and stepped backwards and sat down. Problem was there was already somebody else sitting there.
"Oh my goodness!" She cried standing up quickly, "I'm so sorry!"
She turned to find a frist year, short untidy dark hair and bright green eyes. He looked familer somehow but Esther could quite place her finger on it, except that he *was* Harry Potter.
"So your Harry Potter?" She said sitting down (this time in a differant chair) He nodded as if he had been told that all day. Esther rolled her eyes at her-self, "Sorry, You must know your own name. What I should say is I'm Esther Withel."
Harry shook her outstreached hand, "Pleased to meet you.."He said kindly, but Esther could tell he was nervous about something. *Nah Duh Essie.* She thought *First day of school.*
"So you nevous about school?"
Harry nodded, "Yeah..." He sighed, "It's just that I'm not the grand wizard everyone makes me out to be. I mean, I have never even picked a wand."
"I can't say that 'I know how you feel' becuse I don't." Esther smiled, "but I can say that if you need any help you can come see me, okay?"
Harry nodded, and Esther stood up. "Okay then, Master Harry. I have to go get ready. You should too."ing
Esther went up the stairs.
*~*~*~*~*
George Weasly sat outside the girls bathroom in the dormatory. He sighed and turned to Fred who was coming up the stairs.
"Uh...George? Where's Essie?"
George pointed behind him to the bathroom door. "She's in there. Trying to fix that mop on her head, otherwise known as her hair."
Esther came out her hair slighty fizzy.
"I heard that......What are you laughing at Fred?"
Fred shook his head,
"Nothing...."
Esther grabbed her hat, a bown floppy travleing one and stuck her hair up in it, "Come on..."
Esther slid down the hall on the balls of her feet, Fred and George right behind her.
"Faster Essie! Snape will kill us if were late!"
Esther didn't repond but slid down the banister to the Potions room.
"Too late..." she whispered. She looked inside the room and saw the hufflepuffs and her fellow Griffendoirs looking at her. *We are *so* dead....* She thought.
But instead of Snape blowing up at her sher saw something differant. Did Snape's face actully hold Pity?
"Miss Withel....." he said softly, Esther looked away. She saw Tammy Wash, a Hufflepuff and a friend of hers,
"What's going on...."
Tammy looked to Prof. Snape, then back to Esther,
"Havn't you heard?" Whispers broke out everywhere...
Prof. Snape slapped the table and slience fell,
"Miss Withel would you please go to Dumbledore office."
Esther still confused nodded. Fred gave her a small smile and Esther ran to her Grandfather's office.