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The Great Hall was filled with sunshine as students began their lunch hour on a Tuesday afternoon. Hermione, Harry, and Ron had a pleasant lunch eating with their new friend, Alden.
"So, Alden, how can you put up with your father?" Ron asked as they were walking toward the Gryffindor table.
"I know he can be a bit...ah...cruel sometimes, but he is my father after all. I think he'll have a fit if he found out that I want to be in Gryffindor and not Slytherin. " Alden said before eating what seemed like a feast.
"Do you know about the Sorting Hat?" Hermione asked Alden curiously.
"Yeah, I do, but doesn't it look inside of your head and put you in the appropriate house? What if it thinks I belong in Slytherin, but I don't?"
"Actually, when I was sorted, I asked it not to put me into Slytherin and so it put me in Gryffindor." Harry added matter-of-factly.
"So I have a choice?"
"Somewhat of a choice, but we'd better hurry up and get to our afternoon classes"
* * * * *
After they finished their classes, Alden informed Hermione that he was to go to Professor Dumbledore's office to get sorted. Harry and Ron left Hermione and Alden to go finish their star charts in the library while Hermione escorted Alden to go see Professor Dumbledore. With the map that Alden had received, they had arrived to Professor Dumbledore's office with ease and on time. Dumbledore was waiting outside of his office in the dimly lit corrider for Alden to arrive.
"Ah, Welcome, Alden. Good evening, Miss Granger. Come with me and we'll get this sorted out." Dumbledore led them up the hidden staircase and into his magnificant office filled with the many pictures of previous headmasters. Dumbledore took the sorting hat from his desk.
"Are you ready, Alden?" Dumbledore asked.
"Y-y-yes, sir" Alden said nervously as Dumbledore placed the sorting hat gently on his head.
"Gryffindor, please. Please, Gryffindor..."
"So you want to be in Gryffindor, eh? I do see plenty of courage although most of your kin was in Slytherin. Slytherin just wouldn't suit you, no, I think you belong in...GRYFFINDOR!"
Alden sighed with relief and joy. He was going to be in Gryffindor with his new friends. He just wanted to hug everyone he met now, but was too shy to do so. After they got back to the common room Hermione told Harry and Ron the good news.
"That's great!" Harry said.
"I'm really glad to be here with you guys and you, Hermione." Alden added.
"We'd better get started on your homework, Alden."
"Oh, right."
Hermione and Alden sat down infront of the fire on the couch facing each other and reading through some of Hermione's notes she took in class. Hermione wanted to make sure that he understood everything that's being taught in each of the classes. After about an hour of studying and doing homework, Hermione's mind started to drift to some questions she had about Alden. Why did he transfer here? If he came from Durmstrang, then why is he so kind and quiet? She let him work by himself for awhile without her dictating everything. She pondered these questions and hadn't noticed that she was staring right into his eyes. His blue eyes are so beautiful and misty. They make him so mysterious with his dark, dry hair which looks completely cleaner than Snape's. He's got a small build, but it just makes him look sweeter. What am I saying? This is Snape's son. But it doesn't seem like it. He seems like a complete opposite of his fath-
Her train of thought was brought back to reality when Alden asked, "Everything ok, 'Mione. I can't really concentrate with you staring at me. Do I have something on my face?"
"Oh,I was just thinking about...your...homework" Hermione said without confidence.
"You can tell me, Hermione. I can tell that that's not what's wrong." Alden said with sympathy.
After a moment of waiting for a response, Alden put down his books and parchment and scooted over to sit next to Hermione.
"Oh, there's nothing wrong, I promise. I'm actually quite happy right now" Hermione replied rapidly.
"Oh? How come?"
"You became my friend today"
"Well I'm glad also that I became your friend too.[pause] Can I hug you?"
"What? Of coarse you can, but wh-"
Before she could finish, he had already put his arm around her and was laying his head on her shoulder. "I've wanted to just hug someone ever since I got sorted into Gryffindor and I really wanted it to be you. Your the only friend I've ever had."
"Oh, you poor thing. Why?"
"My father was involved with Lord Voldemort before I was born, and when he came back to my family and the good side he still believed in that pure- blood stuff. Everyone knew my father at school and respected him because of his views. My mother had taught me that everyone is to equal and so I kept a low profile and I just never made any friends."
"Wow, that's- Oh my! Look at the clock. We've been talking for an hour on subjects other than homework. We should probably get back to work."
"Yeah, your probably right" Alden groaned as he picked up his books. Together they started on Alden's last bit of homework which was for Professor Binns and he had to write three feet about the goblin rebellions. Hermione paged through many books with titles like The Mighty Rebellion of 1674 and Angus the Angry Rebel while Alden wrote down facts. The hours seemed to slip by and when Hermione couldn't keep her eyes open anymore, she rested her head on Alden's shoulder and shut her eyes expecting that she wouldn't fall asleep. Alden carried on working and let her rest on his shoulder. When Alden finally finished his homework an hour later he was completely exhausted and it was nearly 1:00 am. He didn't know quite where his bad was, and he didn't want to wake Hermione up so he snuggled up against Hermione and fell straight to sleep.
Author: Please review! I'd love to hear what you think and if you have any suggestions. I'll be working on chapter 3 right away.
The Great Hall was filled with sunshine as students began their lunch hour on a Tuesday afternoon. Hermione, Harry, and Ron had a pleasant lunch eating with their new friend, Alden.
"So, Alden, how can you put up with your father?" Ron asked as they were walking toward the Gryffindor table.
"I know he can be a bit...ah...cruel sometimes, but he is my father after all. I think he'll have a fit if he found out that I want to be in Gryffindor and not Slytherin. " Alden said before eating what seemed like a feast.
"Do you know about the Sorting Hat?" Hermione asked Alden curiously.
"Yeah, I do, but doesn't it look inside of your head and put you in the appropriate house? What if it thinks I belong in Slytherin, but I don't?"
"Actually, when I was sorted, I asked it not to put me into Slytherin and so it put me in Gryffindor." Harry added matter-of-factly.
"So I have a choice?"
"Somewhat of a choice, but we'd better hurry up and get to our afternoon classes"
* * * * *
After they finished their classes, Alden informed Hermione that he was to go to Professor Dumbledore's office to get sorted. Harry and Ron left Hermione and Alden to go finish their star charts in the library while Hermione escorted Alden to go see Professor Dumbledore. With the map that Alden had received, they had arrived to Professor Dumbledore's office with ease and on time. Dumbledore was waiting outside of his office in the dimly lit corrider for Alden to arrive.
"Ah, Welcome, Alden. Good evening, Miss Granger. Come with me and we'll get this sorted out." Dumbledore led them up the hidden staircase and into his magnificant office filled with the many pictures of previous headmasters. Dumbledore took the sorting hat from his desk.
"Are you ready, Alden?" Dumbledore asked.
"Y-y-yes, sir" Alden said nervously as Dumbledore placed the sorting hat gently on his head.
"Gryffindor, please. Please, Gryffindor..."
"So you want to be in Gryffindor, eh? I do see plenty of courage although most of your kin was in Slytherin. Slytherin just wouldn't suit you, no, I think you belong in...GRYFFINDOR!"
Alden sighed with relief and joy. He was going to be in Gryffindor with his new friends. He just wanted to hug everyone he met now, but was too shy to do so. After they got back to the common room Hermione told Harry and Ron the good news.
"That's great!" Harry said.
"I'm really glad to be here with you guys and you, Hermione." Alden added.
"We'd better get started on your homework, Alden."
"Oh, right."
Hermione and Alden sat down infront of the fire on the couch facing each other and reading through some of Hermione's notes she took in class. Hermione wanted to make sure that he understood everything that's being taught in each of the classes. After about an hour of studying and doing homework, Hermione's mind started to drift to some questions she had about Alden. Why did he transfer here? If he came from Durmstrang, then why is he so kind and quiet? She let him work by himself for awhile without her dictating everything. She pondered these questions and hadn't noticed that she was staring right into his eyes. His blue eyes are so beautiful and misty. They make him so mysterious with his dark, dry hair which looks completely cleaner than Snape's. He's got a small build, but it just makes him look sweeter. What am I saying? This is Snape's son. But it doesn't seem like it. He seems like a complete opposite of his fath-
Her train of thought was brought back to reality when Alden asked, "Everything ok, 'Mione. I can't really concentrate with you staring at me. Do I have something on my face?"
"Oh,I was just thinking about...your...homework" Hermione said without confidence.
"You can tell me, Hermione. I can tell that that's not what's wrong." Alden said with sympathy.
After a moment of waiting for a response, Alden put down his books and parchment and scooted over to sit next to Hermione.
"Oh, there's nothing wrong, I promise. I'm actually quite happy right now" Hermione replied rapidly.
"Oh? How come?"
"You became my friend today"
"Well I'm glad also that I became your friend too.[pause] Can I hug you?"
"What? Of coarse you can, but wh-"
Before she could finish, he had already put his arm around her and was laying his head on her shoulder. "I've wanted to just hug someone ever since I got sorted into Gryffindor and I really wanted it to be you. Your the only friend I've ever had."
"Oh, you poor thing. Why?"
"My father was involved with Lord Voldemort before I was born, and when he came back to my family and the good side he still believed in that pure- blood stuff. Everyone knew my father at school and respected him because of his views. My mother had taught me that everyone is to equal and so I kept a low profile and I just never made any friends."
"Wow, that's- Oh my! Look at the clock. We've been talking for an hour on subjects other than homework. We should probably get back to work."
"Yeah, your probably right" Alden groaned as he picked up his books. Together they started on Alden's last bit of homework which was for Professor Binns and he had to write three feet about the goblin rebellions. Hermione paged through many books with titles like The Mighty Rebellion of 1674 and Angus the Angry Rebel while Alden wrote down facts. The hours seemed to slip by and when Hermione couldn't keep her eyes open anymore, she rested her head on Alden's shoulder and shut her eyes expecting that she wouldn't fall asleep. Alden carried on working and let her rest on his shoulder. When Alden finally finished his homework an hour later he was completely exhausted and it was nearly 1:00 am. He didn't know quite where his bad was, and he didn't want to wake Hermione up so he snuggled up against Hermione and fell straight to sleep.
Author: Please review! I'd love to hear what you think and if you have any suggestions. I'll be working on chapter 3 right away.