Chapter 4
Eliza found she fit in very nicely with all the other Gryffindor students. Hermione had taken her around the table at dinner introducing her to anyone she laid eyes on and they all seemed very accepting.
She was now sitting in the Gryffindor common room listening in on the discussion around her.
"You know, the sorting hat was so stumped with her that it didn't even put her in a house!" Ron exclaimed.
The subject for the past 15 minutes had been another 5th year exchange student, from France. It seems the sorting hat couldn't quite figure where to place her so just decided to let her do whatever.
"I hope she comes to Gryffindor, she seems really cool!" Dean Thomas added to the conversation.
"Yea that way we can have all the foreign people!" Neville Longbottom said, glancing over at Eliza. Eliza thought he was the cutest little boy she had ever seen, always making little comments about how happy he was that she was in Gryffindor.
"I hope she doesn't end up in Slytherin. You know what that means." Harry put in.
"What does it mean?" Eliza finally piped up, eager to learn more about her new school.
"Slytherin is the worst place you could get put in this school," a very Scottish Seamus Finnigan started (A.N. I think he's Scottish, am I right?), "All the bad wizards and witches are sorted in there. Full of dark arts those ones are."
"Dark arts? As in Black Magic?" Eliza asked, feeling stupid for not knowing anything about the wizarding world.
"Yea, worst kind. You know all them are gonna end up Death Eaters."
"What's a Death Eater?" Eliza asked, feeling stupid yet again.
"Servants of Voldemort." Harry said without a pause.
Everyone in the room seemed to wince at the name and Eliza wondered why. She was so in the dark about all this.
"Who is Voldemort?" another question came out.
"I'll talk to you about it later." Harry ended the conversation right there. It was obvious he had no intention of talking to her in front of all these people and he obviously held something against this 'Voldemort' character, though the name did sound very familiar.
"So anyway, about this girl, what else have you guys heard about her?" Eliza asked, quickly changing the subject.
"She's supposedly brilliant, and obviously very complicated." Ron replied.
"So the sorting hat has never been stumped before, I'm guessing." Eliza commented, more than asked this time. She was sick of asking questions.
"Harry almost stumped it! It wanted to put him in Slytherin!" Neville squeaked out.
Eliza gave a curious glance towards Harry to which he just raised an eyebrow to and mouthed, 'I'll tell you LATER!' Emphasizing the 'later'.
Just then, the portrait door swung open and Professor McGonagell walked in followed by a girl with dark complexion and even darker eyes.
"May I have your attention please?" The Professor began, "This is Alexa Miller, she's a transfer from Beauxbatons in France. She'll be going from house to house tonight, deciding where she'd like to make her permanent home. I'd ask that you'd please make her feel welcome." With that she turned to Alexa, said a few words and then shuffled back out the portrait door.
A crowd of people gathered themselves around Alexa and began introducing themselves, dying to get to know the girl that stumped the sorting hat. Eliza, however remained seated. She was never one for actually starting conversations with new people, she was shy and reserved, and liked to keep to herself most times.
Before she knew it the new girl was standing in front of her, hand extended, "Hello, I'm Alexa Miller."
Eliza reached her hand out and took hold of the girls, surprised that she had no accent. 'I thought she was from France.' She thought.
"I'm Eliza Dishque. It's lovely meeting you." She replied.
Alexa smiled at her then sat down next to Eliza, starting a conversation, beginning with both of their stories of how they ended up at Hogwarts.
So began the friendship of Eliza Dishque and Alexa Miller.
A.N. I do believe I mentioned it earlier, but here I go again. Eliza is my character, Alexa belongs to BAPFORLIFE. Please go read her story "Torn." It's great and I know you'll love it.
~PTS2005
Eliza found she fit in very nicely with all the other Gryffindor students. Hermione had taken her around the table at dinner introducing her to anyone she laid eyes on and they all seemed very accepting.
She was now sitting in the Gryffindor common room listening in on the discussion around her.
"You know, the sorting hat was so stumped with her that it didn't even put her in a house!" Ron exclaimed.
The subject for the past 15 minutes had been another 5th year exchange student, from France. It seems the sorting hat couldn't quite figure where to place her so just decided to let her do whatever.
"I hope she comes to Gryffindor, she seems really cool!" Dean Thomas added to the conversation.
"Yea that way we can have all the foreign people!" Neville Longbottom said, glancing over at Eliza. Eliza thought he was the cutest little boy she had ever seen, always making little comments about how happy he was that she was in Gryffindor.
"I hope she doesn't end up in Slytherin. You know what that means." Harry put in.
"What does it mean?" Eliza finally piped up, eager to learn more about her new school.
"Slytherin is the worst place you could get put in this school," a very Scottish Seamus Finnigan started (A.N. I think he's Scottish, am I right?), "All the bad wizards and witches are sorted in there. Full of dark arts those ones are."
"Dark arts? As in Black Magic?" Eliza asked, feeling stupid for not knowing anything about the wizarding world.
"Yea, worst kind. You know all them are gonna end up Death Eaters."
"What's a Death Eater?" Eliza asked, feeling stupid yet again.
"Servants of Voldemort." Harry said without a pause.
Everyone in the room seemed to wince at the name and Eliza wondered why. She was so in the dark about all this.
"Who is Voldemort?" another question came out.
"I'll talk to you about it later." Harry ended the conversation right there. It was obvious he had no intention of talking to her in front of all these people and he obviously held something against this 'Voldemort' character, though the name did sound very familiar.
"So anyway, about this girl, what else have you guys heard about her?" Eliza asked, quickly changing the subject.
"She's supposedly brilliant, and obviously very complicated." Ron replied.
"So the sorting hat has never been stumped before, I'm guessing." Eliza commented, more than asked this time. She was sick of asking questions.
"Harry almost stumped it! It wanted to put him in Slytherin!" Neville squeaked out.
Eliza gave a curious glance towards Harry to which he just raised an eyebrow to and mouthed, 'I'll tell you LATER!' Emphasizing the 'later'.
Just then, the portrait door swung open and Professor McGonagell walked in followed by a girl with dark complexion and even darker eyes.
"May I have your attention please?" The Professor began, "This is Alexa Miller, she's a transfer from Beauxbatons in France. She'll be going from house to house tonight, deciding where she'd like to make her permanent home. I'd ask that you'd please make her feel welcome." With that she turned to Alexa, said a few words and then shuffled back out the portrait door.
A crowd of people gathered themselves around Alexa and began introducing themselves, dying to get to know the girl that stumped the sorting hat. Eliza, however remained seated. She was never one for actually starting conversations with new people, she was shy and reserved, and liked to keep to herself most times.
Before she knew it the new girl was standing in front of her, hand extended, "Hello, I'm Alexa Miller."
Eliza reached her hand out and took hold of the girls, surprised that she had no accent. 'I thought she was from France.' She thought.
"I'm Eliza Dishque. It's lovely meeting you." She replied.
Alexa smiled at her then sat down next to Eliza, starting a conversation, beginning with both of their stories of how they ended up at Hogwarts.
So began the friendship of Eliza Dishque and Alexa Miller.
A.N. I do believe I mentioned it earlier, but here I go again. Eliza is my character, Alexa belongs to BAPFORLIFE. Please go read her story "Torn." It's great and I know you'll love it.
~PTS2005