By: Milah Luciana Merverosa
A/N: Hey Hey!!! I'm getting better with this paragraph spacing, but if things still look a bit off-colour, I apologize! Please Read and Review! Oh, and the only thing that I own is Milah, and the plot. Everything else goes to Rowling the Magnificent! Kudos to you, Ma'am!
~Milah Luciana Merverosa
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Chapter four
"Is that so difficult to believe?" I was surprised to hear the venom in her tone.
"Well, you aren't greasy or mean."
"Thank you." I smiled. "I hope that I'm not keeping you away from your friends."
"Oh, them? I forgot all about them. Maybe I should show my face… It was good talking to you, Professor."
"And it was nice to speak to a friendly face, Miss Granger. I'll see you in class." The compartment door swiftly closed. "Well, my secret is out." I said, to no one in particular, wearing a ridiculous grin, "Not only am I not a wrinkly old midget, but I'm a Slytherin too! People will be gawking at me the entire train ride!"
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I stood quite still, completely aware of the stares that I was receiving from other students. How funny I must have looked standing on that dais. People could clearly see that I wasn't eleven. Finally, it was my turn to be sorted.
"Now we have a special treat." Dumbledore said proudly. "Everyone, this is Milah Luciana Merverosa, and she is a student from Durmstrang. I expect that you will all make her transition easier. Come Milah."
Dumbledore sat down, and an older woman gestured me toward a three-legged stool. I sat in it with quite a bit of difficulty, being taller than it's normal occupants. She placed a hat over my eyes, and blackness engulfed me.
"Hmmmm…… Interesting person, this is. Brilliant child... Durmstrang is an excellent institution, and has taught you well." It's low voice whispered into my ear. A long pause ensued, and I could feel the hat probing through my innermost memories and thoughts. "So smart… Maybe Ravenclaw... No, I don't think that you would fit there. A bit too smart, and not patient enough for Hufflepuff…" He seemed to be weighing out my qualities… "You've had a very difficult life, child, and it has left you bitter and angry. You've had very few friends, I see, but you've gotten along quite well without them." It was taking forever! Who was he to judge my number of friends? I simply wished that he would make a decision. I had the sudden urge to throw the hat to the floor and jump on it repeatedly. "Don't jump on me, dear. It would be rather unpleasant."
"You heard that!" I was so confused.
"I see much bravery in you, but alas, you would be most uncomfortable in Gryffindor. Ravenclaw… No. Based on your personality, you belong in…… Slytherin!
The students at the far left table began to clap, and I received many hard claps on the back as I walked to the table. I sat next to a raven-haired boy about my age, and ate in silence…
*****(present day)*****
I seemed to knit silently for ages when finally, the train began to slow. I looked out the window, into the darkness, where a large man was visible holding a lantern. He was waving to the students peering through the windows.
I packed up my afghan, and proceeded out the door of my compartment; leaving all of my baggage, as instructed. Wading through the whispering students proved to be quite a task. I wanted to get to that large man before he disappeared because I had to find someone who knew what I was supposed to be doing.
I stepped off the Hogwarts Express and immediately wandered to his side. "Excuse me. I'm the new-"
"Professor Merverosa! I thought that I'd be seeing you here! You may not remember me, but I'm Rubeus-"
Stark
recognition flashed through my head.
"Hagrid! Of course, I can't
believe I had forgotten. Good to see
you…" I shook his hand. "Do you know what, exactly, that I'm supposed
to be doing?"
"This way, first years! Don't be shy! First years!" He was
shouting gathering the scary-eyed students. "You, Professor, are going to follow the
more senior students to the carriages.
Your informant is waiting for you.
He was unavoidably detained, and sends his apologies."
I placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Thank you, Hagrid. It was good
to see you again. I'll see you soon." I waved, and picked a tall blonde headed boy
to follow.
Alas, my first year as a Hogwarts Professor begins…
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A/N: I know, it's short. Sorry! I do hope that someone
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~Milah