(A/N) Thanks so much to:
x0andraia0x - well, don't worry, Holly is NOT, I repeat, NOT, perfect, as you may think. Her faults will come up soon.
Jessica Nichol - thanks for the long review, I am soooooooo happy!!! I will keep u posted!
This isn't the best chapter, but there will be later on!
Chapter Three: A Tour of Gryffindor Holly's POV
I opened the door to my dorm, slowly and stepped inside. I gazed around the room in awe. I did not except such a lavish bedroom.
Against the far wall was a four poster, mahogany bed with red and gold, silk coverings. There were two small bed side tables matching the bed, and on one was a lamp. Also, there were two doors, which I assumed lead to the washroom and perhaps a closet. I proved my self right when I checked carefully through the doors. I looked around the washroom. There were marble tiles on the floor, a cream colour on the walls, a marble shower with frosted glass around it, a toilet (of course) and a small sink with a mirror above it. I was quite content with the quality of Hogwarts altogether so far. Nothing I was accustomed to, or had ever experienced, since.
'No,' I told myself, 'think happy thoughts.' I turned my frown into a smile and walked back out to my room.
I turned all around looking at the 5 pictures around the room. I walked up to all of them to see them in close detail. One had an old woman on a rocking chair, in a country styled home, telling a story to a young girl, about six years old. I grinned and strolled over to the next painting. It was a great view of a valley full of wild flowers. Flowers of every shape and colour.
The next two images were of lions in the Sahara. One had a large, male lion who was sleeping at the moment, and the other had a young lion, playing with some grass on the ground. It looked lonely; there were no other animals except the large one in the painting beside it. I saw it glance up at the elder lion, with a gloomy expression on its face and then it went back to pawing at the ground. It was a sad site, so I strode on to the last and largest painting.
There was an image of a large room, full of chairs, tables and books. The only thing moving was the flickering of the fire in the fireplace against the walls. The colour scheme was that of my room.
'Probably the Gryffindor common room,' I thought to myself. 'It looks so comfy.' I ran my fingers over the painting and as I touched a pile of books, the top one shifted under my finger. I was startled and jumped back a little. I was about to touch the books again, but I head a knock on my door. I walked over and opened the door.
Outside of it was Hermione with a smile on her face.
"Hi," I said as politely as I could without sounding shy.
"Hi," she replied, "I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the Gryffindor common room, so you can meet everyone else there?"
"I would love to," I said happily. She started to walk off and I followed after her. Instead of walking to the entrance of the Prefect common room, we went to her room. It looked exactly like mine, except with different portraits and pictures on the walls, except one, of the Gryffindor common room.
Curiously I asked, "Er. How are we supposed to get there?"
She turned towards the large painting and tickled a book in it. It wiggled, as it did when I ran my finger over it in my room. "This painting leads to the common room, it's much more efficient. I figured it out when we got here." We both stepped back as the painting opened before us. On the other side was the Gryffindor common room.
We both entered. There was a bunch of students in robes, sitting on the chairs and chatting. A few heads turned to see who had entered, three of which I recognized as Harry, Ron and Ginny. Hermione and I strolled over to where they were sitting.
"Hey, guys." Hermione started. "Hey," they all replied and then looked back at me. "Sit down then," Ginny pointed to two chairs around a small table. Hermoine and I sat down, and waited for someone to start a conversation.
"So, Holly, are you interested in Quidditch?" Ron asked, trying to break the silence between them.
"Ron!" Ginny whispered. "What?" he asked, "I just wanted to stir conversation." I giggled at the two. I decided to answer the question:
"Truthfully, I enjoy flying more than Quidditch itself. How about you guys?" I looked around at them.
"Ron and Harry adore Quidditch." Hermione answered for them. "But I take pleasure in reading rather than Quidditch. The thought of being up in the air with only a stick to keep you up there scares me." Ron and Harry looked amused. Hermione never enjoyed flying; she was always busy with her nose in one book or another. "I on the other hand like an occasional ride once in a while," Ginny answered, looking cheerful, "but if I ride for too long I get sick." "It's true," Ron cut in, "she threw up about three times at home after we went flying for a few hours." He laughed. Ginny smacked him on the arm. "Ron!" she repeated. We all laughed. "Would you like to meet the other Gryffindors?" Harry asked, after we had all stopped laughing. I nodded and we all stood up. They took me to see all of the fifth years who wanted to meet me. This thought made me blush a bit. I got to meet Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil (the two wanted to ask me how I kept my hair so straight and "perfect", as they put it) and Ron's twin brothers, George and Fred. They were very funny. Harry explained how they were tricksters and not to eat anything they gave me. I took his word for it and followed this advice. At 9pm Hermione and I decided to go back to our dorms. We had class the next morning so I thought it was a good idea. So far, I liked Hogwarts.
A/N: I don't know if that is long enough for a good chapter so please review and tell me if it should be longer. I will post, probably tomorrow, since I have NO MORE SCHOOL!!! Some more interesting things coming soon, I promise!
x0andraia0x - well, don't worry, Holly is NOT, I repeat, NOT, perfect, as you may think. Her faults will come up soon.
Jessica Nichol - thanks for the long review, I am soooooooo happy!!! I will keep u posted!
This isn't the best chapter, but there will be later on!
Chapter Three: A Tour of Gryffindor Holly's POV
I opened the door to my dorm, slowly and stepped inside. I gazed around the room in awe. I did not except such a lavish bedroom.
Against the far wall was a four poster, mahogany bed with red and gold, silk coverings. There were two small bed side tables matching the bed, and on one was a lamp. Also, there were two doors, which I assumed lead to the washroom and perhaps a closet. I proved my self right when I checked carefully through the doors. I looked around the washroom. There were marble tiles on the floor, a cream colour on the walls, a marble shower with frosted glass around it, a toilet (of course) and a small sink with a mirror above it. I was quite content with the quality of Hogwarts altogether so far. Nothing I was accustomed to, or had ever experienced, since.
'No,' I told myself, 'think happy thoughts.' I turned my frown into a smile and walked back out to my room.
I turned all around looking at the 5 pictures around the room. I walked up to all of them to see them in close detail. One had an old woman on a rocking chair, in a country styled home, telling a story to a young girl, about six years old. I grinned and strolled over to the next painting. It was a great view of a valley full of wild flowers. Flowers of every shape and colour.
The next two images were of lions in the Sahara. One had a large, male lion who was sleeping at the moment, and the other had a young lion, playing with some grass on the ground. It looked lonely; there were no other animals except the large one in the painting beside it. I saw it glance up at the elder lion, with a gloomy expression on its face and then it went back to pawing at the ground. It was a sad site, so I strode on to the last and largest painting.
There was an image of a large room, full of chairs, tables and books. The only thing moving was the flickering of the fire in the fireplace against the walls. The colour scheme was that of my room.
'Probably the Gryffindor common room,' I thought to myself. 'It looks so comfy.' I ran my fingers over the painting and as I touched a pile of books, the top one shifted under my finger. I was startled and jumped back a little. I was about to touch the books again, but I head a knock on my door. I walked over and opened the door.
Outside of it was Hermione with a smile on her face.
"Hi," I said as politely as I could without sounding shy.
"Hi," she replied, "I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the Gryffindor common room, so you can meet everyone else there?"
"I would love to," I said happily. She started to walk off and I followed after her. Instead of walking to the entrance of the Prefect common room, we went to her room. It looked exactly like mine, except with different portraits and pictures on the walls, except one, of the Gryffindor common room.
Curiously I asked, "Er. How are we supposed to get there?"
She turned towards the large painting and tickled a book in it. It wiggled, as it did when I ran my finger over it in my room. "This painting leads to the common room, it's much more efficient. I figured it out when we got here." We both stepped back as the painting opened before us. On the other side was the Gryffindor common room.
We both entered. There was a bunch of students in robes, sitting on the chairs and chatting. A few heads turned to see who had entered, three of which I recognized as Harry, Ron and Ginny. Hermione and I strolled over to where they were sitting.
"Hey, guys." Hermione started. "Hey," they all replied and then looked back at me. "Sit down then," Ginny pointed to two chairs around a small table. Hermoine and I sat down, and waited for someone to start a conversation.
"So, Holly, are you interested in Quidditch?" Ron asked, trying to break the silence between them.
"Ron!" Ginny whispered. "What?" he asked, "I just wanted to stir conversation." I giggled at the two. I decided to answer the question:
"Truthfully, I enjoy flying more than Quidditch itself. How about you guys?" I looked around at them.
"Ron and Harry adore Quidditch." Hermione answered for them. "But I take pleasure in reading rather than Quidditch. The thought of being up in the air with only a stick to keep you up there scares me." Ron and Harry looked amused. Hermione never enjoyed flying; she was always busy with her nose in one book or another. "I on the other hand like an occasional ride once in a while," Ginny answered, looking cheerful, "but if I ride for too long I get sick." "It's true," Ron cut in, "she threw up about three times at home after we went flying for a few hours." He laughed. Ginny smacked him on the arm. "Ron!" she repeated. We all laughed. "Would you like to meet the other Gryffindors?" Harry asked, after we had all stopped laughing. I nodded and we all stood up. They took me to see all of the fifth years who wanted to meet me. This thought made me blush a bit. I got to meet Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil (the two wanted to ask me how I kept my hair so straight and "perfect", as they put it) and Ron's twin brothers, George and Fred. They were very funny. Harry explained how they were tricksters and not to eat anything they gave me. I took his word for it and followed this advice. At 9pm Hermione and I decided to go back to our dorms. We had class the next morning so I thought it was a good idea. So far, I liked Hogwarts.
A/N: I don't know if that is long enough for a good chapter so please review and tell me if it should be longer. I will post, probably tomorrow, since I have NO MORE SCHOOL!!! Some more interesting things coming soon, I promise!