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Harry couldn't believe it. The wonderful girl he had talked to on the train. The one who had laughed so happy-like. She was in Slytherin. It made absolutely no sense whatsoever. It was insane. Crazy. Impossible. It just couldn't happen.
Autumn, on the other hand, had just shrugged and walked over to the Slytherin table. Harry knew she knew nothing about the house she had just been sorted into, so she didn't really mind. She just sat down at an empty spot. The Slytherins stared. She didn't look all that evil. What was the deal?
While Harry sat there, staring, Ron and Hermione were exchanging looks. Harry's . friend-type-person had been sorted in SLYTHERIN. Of all the places. Slytherin. She had looked like such a nice girl. As more first years were sorted, none of them paid attention. They were all thinking the same thing. 'HUH?' It was a pretty stupefying thing.
Snapping out of his own world, Harry quickly put his attention to Dumbledore, who was saying a few last minute notices. Something about a girl with pigtails that was stalking Oliver Wood, and they should take EXTRA care of themselves, because she was very dangerous. ((Hehehe.the ultimate inside joke)) He then dismissed them to their common rooms. On the way up, Autumn dashed over to Harry. "Hey, Harry! How did I do?" she called to him. He turned and stared blankly at her. "Um . well . yea ." he managed to get out trying to shake the O.o expression off of his face. Autumn looked at him, confused, until she had a thought.
"Oh, Harry! You must be exhausted! I'll let you go to bed now. I'm pretty tired too!" Harry just nodded, and Autumn smiled a bit, before running to catch up the other Slytherins. Harry still didn't have a clue what was going on, but he managed to make it to his bedroom without running straight into a wall. He almost tripped over his luggage that had been brought in, and plopped onto his bed. He closed his eyes, and began to drift off, hoping he could figure the whole mess out in the morning.
Harry's Dream.thing
Harry was on his broomstick, flying around the grounds. He sailed over the Quidditch field, past Hagrid's hut, soaring, soaring, and never stopping. He felt peace all around him. Perfect harmony. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh air. All was right, as I should be. He continued to take in this beauty, until something caught his eye. It was the snitch. No, it wasn't, but I had the same design. It looked like the golden snitch, except for its colors. It had beautiful silver wings, but where it would normally be gold, it was ruby red, with oranges and yellows that made it appear to be on fire. To any ordinary person who didn't look closely, they would see no difference, but to Harry, it was beautiful. Then he saw a flash of gold, and to his other side, there was the snitch he was used to. He had never noticed, but its beautiful golden color was actually quite pretty. There he sat on his broom, wondering. Which one should he capture? Which would he chase? If he went towards another, the other would flee, never to be seen again. But what to do?
Harry awoke before he could make his decision. He blinked a few times, taking in the sunlight, before he shook his head in confusion. Then, he hopped out of bean, and walked down to breakfast, still pondering. Still wondering. Which would he have chosen? Which would he chase. He shook the thoughts out of his head as he sat down next to Ron at the Gryffindor table.
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Harry: Aww. you're so sweet!
I was talking about the READERS.
Harry: Oops.
No intro, just read!
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Harry couldn't believe it. The wonderful girl he had talked to on the train. The one who had laughed so happy-like. She was in Slytherin. It made absolutely no sense whatsoever. It was insane. Crazy. Impossible. It just couldn't happen.
Autumn, on the other hand, had just shrugged and walked over to the Slytherin table. Harry knew she knew nothing about the house she had just been sorted into, so she didn't really mind. She just sat down at an empty spot. The Slytherins stared. She didn't look all that evil. What was the deal?
While Harry sat there, staring, Ron and Hermione were exchanging looks. Harry's . friend-type-person had been sorted in SLYTHERIN. Of all the places. Slytherin. She had looked like such a nice girl. As more first years were sorted, none of them paid attention. They were all thinking the same thing. 'HUH?' It was a pretty stupefying thing.
Snapping out of his own world, Harry quickly put his attention to Dumbledore, who was saying a few last minute notices. Something about a girl with pigtails that was stalking Oliver Wood, and they should take EXTRA care of themselves, because she was very dangerous. ((Hehehe.the ultimate inside joke)) He then dismissed them to their common rooms. On the way up, Autumn dashed over to Harry. "Hey, Harry! How did I do?" she called to him. He turned and stared blankly at her. "Um . well . yea ." he managed to get out trying to shake the O.o expression off of his face. Autumn looked at him, confused, until she had a thought.
"Oh, Harry! You must be exhausted! I'll let you go to bed now. I'm pretty tired too!" Harry just nodded, and Autumn smiled a bit, before running to catch up the other Slytherins. Harry still didn't have a clue what was going on, but he managed to make it to his bedroom without running straight into a wall. He almost tripped over his luggage that had been brought in, and plopped onto his bed. He closed his eyes, and began to drift off, hoping he could figure the whole mess out in the morning.
Harry's Dream.thing
Harry was on his broomstick, flying around the grounds. He sailed over the Quidditch field, past Hagrid's hut, soaring, soaring, and never stopping. He felt peace all around him. Perfect harmony. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh air. All was right, as I should be. He continued to take in this beauty, until something caught his eye. It was the snitch. No, it wasn't, but I had the same design. It looked like the golden snitch, except for its colors. It had beautiful silver wings, but where it would normally be gold, it was ruby red, with oranges and yellows that made it appear to be on fire. To any ordinary person who didn't look closely, they would see no difference, but to Harry, it was beautiful. Then he saw a flash of gold, and to his other side, there was the snitch he was used to. He had never noticed, but its beautiful golden color was actually quite pretty. There he sat on his broom, wondering. Which one should he capture? Which would he chase? If he went towards another, the other would flee, never to be seen again. But what to do?
Harry awoke before he could make his decision. He blinked a few times, taking in the sunlight, before he shook his head in confusion. Then, he hopped out of bean, and walked down to breakfast, still pondering. Still wondering. Which would he have chosen? Which would he chase. He shook the thoughts out of his head as he sat down next to Ron at the Gryffindor table.
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Great, isn't it?
YES IT IS!
No further comments, other than.
PIXIE!!!! Don't review THAT! You are going to spoil my plot! SHUSH!!
Hehehe.
REVIEW CHILDREN!