WOOD'S STORY
DISCLAIMER: once again, I would like to say that I own none of the Harry Potter characters. The characters of Elenore, Jen, Ian, Magalin, and Oliver's parents are my own creation.
CHAPTER FOUR
They followed Professor McGonagall until they stopped in front of some double doors. Professor McGonagall threw open the doors, and led the group through the doors, and up to a long podium at the front of the room, where a stool stood with a tattered hat on it. Oliver noticed that it was saying something, a kind of song, but he wasn't listening. He was busy looking at Elenore, who stood beside him. It was the same on the other side of him where Ian stood looking at Jen. Professor McGonagall's voice brought him back to reality. She had apparently begun calling people's names. "Darla Allen" The small girl stepped up onto the podium, sat on the stool, and put the hat on her head. After a few moments, the hat screamed: "RAVENCLAW!" The girl hopped off the podium, and went to sit at a table on the far right of the room.
"Angelina Johnson"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Katie Bell"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Alex Silverstone"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Alicia Spinnet"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Percy Weasley"
Almost immediately the hat said: "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Jen Taylor"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Ian Turner" As Ian sat down, Oliver noticed he had his fingers crossed. When the hat shouted "GRYFFINDOR!" he noticed that Ian looked visibly relieved. "Neil Cronin" "SLYTHERIN!" "Oliver Wood" Finally it was Oliver's turn. He walked up the little stairs and across the podium to the stool. Professor McGonagall lifted the hat onto his head. A few seconds passed, during which Oliver prayed that he would get into Gryffindor. "GRYFFINDOR!" screamed the hat. Oliver went down the stairs and over to the Gryffindor table, where Jen and Ian had saved him a seat. As he sat down, McGonagall called the last name on her list: "Elenore Adams". This time it was Oliver's turn to cross his fingers. Finally the hat made its decision...."GRYFFINDOR!" Elenore looked like she was on Cloud 9 when she came over to the table. Jen moved over so that there was an open space between her and Oliver. Elenore took her seat with a smile. She leaned over to Oliver and said, "This worked out well, didn't it? We got our grandparent's houses." "What?" said Oliver. "Oh, didn't you know? You're grandmother was a Gryffindor as well!" "You're right, this did work out well." Oliver said. But he wasn't thinking of his grandmother when he said it. He meant ending up in the same house as Elenore. Suddenly, and old man at the Head table stood up. He introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster. The only words he said were these: "Dig In." Then on the tables appeared the most wonderful feast that Oliver had ever seen. As he ate, he looked at Ian, who was holding a chicken drumstick in each hand. Ian winked at him, and Oliver winked back. After the feast was over, the Gryffindors went up to their tower. Oliver wondered where the entrance was. He became very annoyed when Percy Weasley insisted that it was behind every other suit of armor that they passed. Finally, they stopped in front of a picture of a very large woman in a pink dress. The prefect leading the group said: "Fidelus" and the picture swung away from the wall, revealing a hole. The students climbed through the hole, and a wonderful room with a crackling fireplace and many armchairs met their eyes. After they looked around a bit, it was time for bed. Oliver, Ian, Percy, and a few other boys went to their dormitory, and climbed into their beds. "All in all," thought Oliver, "It's been a pretty wonderful day." He drifted off to sleep dreaming of what would happen the next day...and of Elenore.
well, how's it so far? come on, you know you wanna review this.....do i have to resort to threatening not to post anymore chapters? (even though i would never do that)
DISCLAIMER: once again, I would like to say that I own none of the Harry Potter characters. The characters of Elenore, Jen, Ian, Magalin, and Oliver's parents are my own creation.
CHAPTER FOUR
They followed Professor McGonagall until they stopped in front of some double doors. Professor McGonagall threw open the doors, and led the group through the doors, and up to a long podium at the front of the room, where a stool stood with a tattered hat on it. Oliver noticed that it was saying something, a kind of song, but he wasn't listening. He was busy looking at Elenore, who stood beside him. It was the same on the other side of him where Ian stood looking at Jen. Professor McGonagall's voice brought him back to reality. She had apparently begun calling people's names. "Darla Allen" The small girl stepped up onto the podium, sat on the stool, and put the hat on her head. After a few moments, the hat screamed: "RAVENCLAW!" The girl hopped off the podium, and went to sit at a table on the far right of the room.
"Angelina Johnson"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Katie Bell"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Alex Silverstone"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Alicia Spinnet"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Percy Weasley"
Almost immediately the hat said: "GRYFFINDOR!"
"Jen Taylor"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Ian Turner" As Ian sat down, Oliver noticed he had his fingers crossed. When the hat shouted "GRYFFINDOR!" he noticed that Ian looked visibly relieved. "Neil Cronin" "SLYTHERIN!" "Oliver Wood" Finally it was Oliver's turn. He walked up the little stairs and across the podium to the stool. Professor McGonagall lifted the hat onto his head. A few seconds passed, during which Oliver prayed that he would get into Gryffindor. "GRYFFINDOR!" screamed the hat. Oliver went down the stairs and over to the Gryffindor table, where Jen and Ian had saved him a seat. As he sat down, McGonagall called the last name on her list: "Elenore Adams". This time it was Oliver's turn to cross his fingers. Finally the hat made its decision...."GRYFFINDOR!" Elenore looked like she was on Cloud 9 when she came over to the table. Jen moved over so that there was an open space between her and Oliver. Elenore took her seat with a smile. She leaned over to Oliver and said, "This worked out well, didn't it? We got our grandparent's houses." "What?" said Oliver. "Oh, didn't you know? You're grandmother was a Gryffindor as well!" "You're right, this did work out well." Oliver said. But he wasn't thinking of his grandmother when he said it. He meant ending up in the same house as Elenore. Suddenly, and old man at the Head table stood up. He introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster. The only words he said were these: "Dig In." Then on the tables appeared the most wonderful feast that Oliver had ever seen. As he ate, he looked at Ian, who was holding a chicken drumstick in each hand. Ian winked at him, and Oliver winked back. After the feast was over, the Gryffindors went up to their tower. Oliver wondered where the entrance was. He became very annoyed when Percy Weasley insisted that it was behind every other suit of armor that they passed. Finally, they stopped in front of a picture of a very large woman in a pink dress. The prefect leading the group said: "Fidelus" and the picture swung away from the wall, revealing a hole. The students climbed through the hole, and a wonderful room with a crackling fireplace and many armchairs met their eyes. After they looked around a bit, it was time for bed. Oliver, Ian, Percy, and a few other boys went to their dormitory, and climbed into their beds. "All in all," thought Oliver, "It's been a pretty wonderful day." He drifted off to sleep dreaming of what would happen the next day...and of Elenore.
well, how's it so far? come on, you know you wanna review this.....do i have to resort to threatening not to post anymore chapters? (even though i would never do that)