The Christian that went to Hogwarts

Disclaimer: IT'S NOT MINE! don't sue me....all I have is a crappy car and two geckos. so for the love of all things insane and Hyper, leave me alone!!!

Authors note: FINALLY...we're getting somewhere....

(Stupid Pagan Girl: about time)

well, you can't just 'Appear' at Hogwarts as though from a wizarding family....there's Fear, tears, Drama...

(SPG:what is this, a Furcadia RP?!?!?!?!)

not this time. but like I was saying. Drama, pain, prayer...

(SPG: and STUPID MUGGLES MAKING AN ASS OUT OF THEMSELVES!)

err...yeah, that too.

(SPG: so this is the train to Hogwarts?)

yup

(SPG: do we get to see people die?)

Maybe

(SPG: SWEET! *Grabs a bowl of ice cream, sits down and listens intently*)

Chapter Four: The Train to Hogwarts

Ariana stood with her parents on Platform ten.

"Nine and three quarters." Stephen read once more. "there isn't a platform 9 3/4!"

"It's hidden." Ariana said quietly.

"then how do you get to it?" Stephen pressed.

"The Barrier" Ariana pointed to the barrier separating platforms nine and ten.

"And just how do you know this, young lady?" Patricia pressed, cocking an eyebrow at her Daughter.

"Magic?" Ariana Smiled innocently.

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"Did you see those muggles on the platform? they look like they don't know if they're coming or going!" a loud, brash voice from one of the compartments exploded.

"Excuse me." Ariana poked her head in one of the compartments. "Mind if I join you?"

"Join me." the Small Japanese female smiled at Ariana, who stepped in and took a seat.

"Hi." Ariana quietly greeted.

"Hi." Came the equally timid reply.

"have you been to Hogwarts before?"

"Yes, I am in my fourth Year. Not at Hogwarts...I mean to say, I am in my second year at Hogwarts, but I transferred..." she rambled.

"Okay." Ariana smiled.

"I'm Ishida Noriko." the Japanese girl smiled

"Itchy-da" Ariana attempted.

"Call me Ping. Everyone Does!"

"Ping." Ariana Smiled. "I'm Ariana."

"you're a muggle born, aren't you?" Ping inquired.

"Yes." Ariana half-whispered. "are you?"

ping looked insulted, fell silent, and turned towards her book.

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"Azivedo, Ariana"

the small girl walked to the stool, sat down, and felt the tattered hat drop onto her head.

suddenly the hat burst into song once more

"A thousand years times two has passed

since the founders sat on their lazy ass

the ass's name was Mccoy don't you know

he broke the ground with his plow

The founders were there four

Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor

Never did the founders dream

of who would join the Hogwarts team

holy hell from within

Hogwarts has a Christian?!!??!"

the sorting hat fell silent and stared at Ariana.

the sorting hat wasn't the only silent one, every eye in the room was upon the young girl.

"what the hell? a Christian, at Hogwarts? what's she playing at?" came a yell from the Gryffindor table.

"a good girl I see, with a thirst to impress. loyalty is there, but which shall be your crest?" the hat continued on in a whisper.

the hat thought for an eternal three minutes before bellowing his response for all to hear.

"SLYTHERIN!"