Chapter five:
The Sorting of the Houses
The trip on the train was uneventful. She had the compartment all to herself, besides Luna who snoozing at her side.
Bunny had occupied herself, by staring out the window, and watched, as trees soon became open meadows of wild flowers, and long fields of grass.
But then the meadows soon turned to mountains, and by then the sun had begun to sink into the horizon. She rarely got to see a sunset, considering she worked during it. She had seen plenty of sunrises, getting up early enough to open shop.
The door to the compartment opened, and the round face boy she had seen earlier peered inside. "Have you seen a toad?"
His watery eyes searched the compartment she was in. Bunny paled slightly, "No, oh please I hope it's not in here." She glanced around, expecting to find an ugly warty toad hopping around.
The boy sighed dejectedly, "Well if you see him, could you tell me. I keep losing him." He shut the door, and what Bunny assumed was moved to the next compartment.
She settled back into her seat, and directed her eyes out the window once more.
She was pulled out of her thoughts, when a voice echoed through the train, "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."
She stood, just as Luna lifted her head. "Better change Bunny. Most of the kids are wearing their robes. Best put yours on too." She jumped down to the floor below, as Bunny pulled out her robes from her trunk.
She slipped her sweatshirt off, and tossed it on top of the trunk. She raised her arms, and tugged the black robes on over her head. As she wiggled it on she asked, "Do I have to leave my things here?"
She pulled the robes down, and they fell, the ends reaching passed her ankles. "Ugh I'll trip over this thing for sure."
Luna glanced at her, "Yes best leave your belongings."
They felt the train slow down, and soon came to a stop. Bunny looked out the window, to see where they were. There wasn't much to see, considering it was pitch black out.
Outside her door, she could hear people walking pass, hurry to get off the train. "Come on Bunny, or we'll get behind."
The blonde turned from the window, and hurried to the door. She shoved it open, to find the aisle empty.
Luna raced out, and hurried down the hallway, "Hurry up Bunny!" Frowning slightly, Bunny ran after the cat. She reached the exit, and stumbled down the steps.
She could see the backs of kids her age following a path. In the distance, she could see a light bobbing up and down.
"Luna wait up!"
The black cat had run on after the kids. Shaking her head, she trudged on after them.
The pathway was steep, and very narrow. It was dark all around, the trees on all sides towering over her. She nearly slipped three times. The fourth time, she lost her balance when she reached the muddy ground.
She landed hard on her rear, and slid the rest of the way down the trail. When she stopped, she got the chance to look around.
The path had opened up, and she could see a lake, black as ink before her. Looking up, on a hill stood a huge castle. It was breath taking, with the windows lit up, and the dark sky surrounding it. The castle was like one of a fairy tale, one her mother used to read to her before going to bed.
"You there, are you c'mon?
Bunny looked over at the lake, to see boats floating near the shore. All of them had been filled with kids.
She looked over at the man who had talked to her. He wasn't you're average man. He must have toward over even the tallest of men Bunny had met. He had thick black hair that matted with his thick black beard, with beady black eyes looked kind.
He wore a trench coat over his bulky form.
He pointed to the boat he was standing next to. "Yeh'll have to sit with me."
Bunny scrambled to her feet, sloshing mud everywhere. She raced to the boat, and climbed in, ignoring the fact that the man was four times taller than her.
"Everyone in?" He climbed into the boat she sat in, and scanned the shore. "Right then, FORWARD!"
The boats lurched forward, and started across the lake.
Luna was seated next to her, looking out across the lake to the castle. The big man sneezed suddenly, startling Bunny. She looked over at him, as he wrinkled his nose. "I didn' know yeh had a cat." He sneezed again, and shook his head. "Don' like cats, they make me sneeze."
Bunny flushed, "I'm sorry." She looked around, "I don't know where I can put her." She bit her bottom lip, suddenly feeling awful.
The large man shook his head again, "Don' worry." He glanced up, and called out loudly, "Heads down!"
Unlike the rest of the students, and even the large man, Bunny didn't duck her head. Instead, she turned around, to look out to see why they should.
Something hit the side of her face, and the force of it, threw her back. She let out a terrified shriek, as she was thrown off the side of the boat.
She slammed into the freezing water, with a great splash, that sprayed the students in the boats nearby.
Bunny felt herself being sucked down into the depths of the water. She fought against the robes, which tangled around her arms and legs. Her robes acted like a nets, and she felt herself sink even deeper.
She struggled harder, as breath became short.
She tried opening her eyes, but all she see was a blur, and had to close her eyes.
Something hit the water surface, and the waves shoved her deeper into the water. Fog clouded her mind, and Bunny had to struggle to keep herself from gasping.
Lungs burning, heart pounding, and darkness clawing at the edge of her mind, she barely felt the arms that grabbed her.
She was propelled up, shooting like a bullet. When her head broke the surface, she gasped, and her arms went flailing everywhere to free herself from her binds. Coughing and spluttering, she choked on water she had taken into her lungs.
"You's two okay?"
She was led to the boat, where she was able to grab onto the edge. She felt the boat tip, and two arms grabbed her, pulling her up onto the boat. She was seated on the boat, across from the large man. He turned, and reached out over the boat, and pulled up someone else.
"You's okay?"
Bunny clutched her soaked robes to her shivering form. The water had been so cold, and now, the breeze hitting her, only made it worse.
"Are you okay?"
She was startled by a second voice, one much softer than the large man's bellow. She looked over, and found Ron shivering, and soaking wet in the same boat as her.
She coughed, spitting up water. "W-what happened." Her hand shaking, She pointed at his soaking form. The large man ordered the boats to continue, and replied for the red haired boy, "jump'd in after yeh. Was faster than me." He shook his head dejectedly.
"Should'v warn'd yeh faster. Fergot about dem vines."
Bunny stared at the boy next to her, unable to believe what she had heard. He was flushed in the face, and she wasn't sure if it was from the lack of warmth, or from embarrassment.
Ducking her head slightly, she whispered, "Thank you."
The boats floated into a dark tunnel, the only light was coming from the lantern, the large man held.
"Yeh two cold?"
Bunny looked up, as the boat docked at the end of the tunnel. Her and Ron stood, and shakily climbed out of the boat.
"Oy, you there! Is this your toad?" Bunny paused, and slightly turned to see the large man pull a toad out of a boat.
"Trevor!" The round face boy from earlier rushed forward, his arms outstretched. Her left eye twitched, as she wrinkled her face in disgust. She whispered below her breath, "Frogs are so gross."
Ron, who stood next to her, slightly nodded in agreement, when he over heard her.
The large man reached them, with his trench coat in his arms. "Ere yeh go. Not much but is all I got." He draped the coat over both of their shoulders, and the large coat seemingly swallowed them whole.
The large man started up the passageway, leading the kids out onto the gassy grounds outside the large castle. It was gorgeous, made of stone, and lights glowing through many of the windows.
He led them up a flight of steps, and called out over his shoulder, "Everyone ere? You there, still got yer toad?"
With a nod, he turned back to the door, and raised his large fist. He knocked three times, loud enough to signal their arrival to a person in the tallest tower.
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They stood outside the castle, crowding around the large double doors. Most were shivering from the cold, and some cuddled with friends to keep warm.
The door swung open, as if someone had been on the other side waiting. Inside the doorway, covered in a soft glow was a black haired woman. She wore green robes, and held a stern look upon her stony face.
"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall."
Bunny glanced out from beneath the coat, to get a better look at the Professor. "Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here."
She pulled the door wider, and moved aside. The entrance was large, bigger than any house she ever been in. The walls were made of stone, and lit candles lined them. The ceiling was high, and a staircase in front of them, led to the other levels.
Ron and Bunny held back, making sure they were last to walk into the castle. They were herded across the floor, passed a door on the right, where voices rose and fell with shouts and murmurs.
Hagrid called out to the woman, who was leading the kids to a door in the back of the large room. "Professor McGonagall. A couple of the kids fell in the water." He pointed at them huddled underneath the coat.
The woman paused at the door. She noted their dripping clothes. "It will just have to wait, until after the Sorting Ceremony."
They were ushered into a small chamber room. There was barely any room to fit them all in there, and they had to stand shoulder to shoulder.
"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall glanced about them, taking in their appearance. "The start of the term banquets will begin shortly." Her eyes landed on Ron and Bunny.
"But before you take your seats at the tables, you will first be sorted into your houses. The Sorting ceremony is very important, because it will sort you into your houses. The house that you belong to, will be considered your family, while you are here.
"There are four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. While you are at Hogwarts, each thing you triumph at will be displayed into points, which will add up to your house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded with the house cup, and it is a great honor.
The Sorting Ceremony will begin in a few minutes, in front of the rest of the school. I suggest all of you to smarten yourselves up as much as you can, while you wait."
She turned then, and left through the door in front of them. The door shut with a loud thud behind her.
Bunny nudged Ron slightly, whispered in a hushed voice, "How do you think we're sorted?"
The red haired boy blushed slightly, as he glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. "I donno. I think a test or something," he paused, as if contemplating on telling her more, but continued anyway, "Fred told me it hurts a lot. But I don't think he was telling me the truth."
Bunny looked out at the door with dread.
"A test?"
She was jolted from her jumbled thoughts, when there was a scream. Both Ron and Bunny whirled around to face the back. The coat slipped from the top of their heads, and landed on their shoulders.
Bunny gasped, her hand flying to her mouth to keep back her scream. Ron snorted, his eyes bulging at the sight.
Pearly white, and slightly transparent Ghosts floated through the back wall, and into the small chamber.
Bunny looked ready to faint as they passed her, one nearly touching her. There were at least twenty of them, and they looked as if they were having a disagreement.
One of the ghosts lagging behind slightly, stopped, and turned to them. A few of girls inhaled sharply, ready to scream.
He was wearing ruffs, and tights. He nudged the fat friar next to him, and pointed at them. A few of the kids pulled back, expecting to be attacked.
"New students! Waiting to be sorted, I suppose?" No one answered, no one even moved.
He grinned, and stated merrily, "Hope to see some of you in Hufflepuff. T'was my old house."
The door behind the group of kids opened, and a sharp voice called out, "Move along now. The Sorting Ceremony is about to begin."
Slowly, the ghosts moved on, leaving the kinds once again alone.
Professor McGonagall, pointed to the students, and waved her hands, "Form a line, and follow me."
She started out through the door, and one by one the kids followed, in a single file.
Ron pulled himself from underneath the coat, and hurried to get into line behind a dark haired boy. Still clutching the coat, Bunny got into line near the back.
Entering the Great Hall, Bunny was struck with amazement. It was huge, with tall stonewalls, and numerous glowing candle. She first noticed four long tables, filled with students. Up above those tables, were candles, which floated without anything to hold them.
And to add to the beauty of the room, the ceiling was the best part. It was like they were outside again, under the black sky, and glowing stars.
They were led down between two tables, and were stopped in front of a fifth table. This table, held the only adults in the room, and Bunny figured they were the teachers.
Bunny's eyes were directed to Professor McGonagall, when the woman placed a four-legged stool in front of them. On top of the stool, was a hat that resembled a witch's hat.
She was slightly confused, and wondered if this was a test of her knowledge. Was she supposed to guess what was underneath it?
She glanced about wildly, and noticed that everyone was staring at the hat with acute interest. Wondering what they were looking at, she glanced back at the old worn out hat.
Her jaw gapped open slightly, when the hat twitched. Her eyes widen in shock. Near the brim of the hat, where there was a rip, and it opened wide as if it were a mouth.
"What the?" Her voice seemed to echo through the Great Hall, but was instantly muffled, when the hat began to sing.
Oh you may not think me pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
The room burst into applause, as everyone from the tables clapped loud and hard.
Professor McGonagall stepped forward, and silence filled the hall. She held a long roll of parchment out in front of her. "When I call your name, take a seat on the stool, and place the hat on your head to be sorted."
Bunny fidgeted where she stood, feeling nervous. "Oh I hope I get into a good house." She caught her lip between her teeth, and rocked back and forth on her feet.
"Abbot, Hannah."
She looked up, as a girl stepped out of line, and hurried up to the stool. She sat down, before placing the hat onto her head.
There was a slight pause, before the hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!" A table to Bunny's right broke into applause. Hannah removed the hat, and placed it back onto the stool, before she hurried off to the Hufflepuff table.
"Bones, Susan."
And once again, the hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!" The girl scurried off to the table, which clapped joyously."
"Boot Terry!"
"Ravenclaw!"
This time, the table on Bunny's left erupted with applause. A few stood, to shake the boys hand, as he joined their table.
"Brocklehurst Mandy!"
"Ravenclaw!"
She too was greeted with cheers, and handshakes. Next called was a pretty girl name Lavender Brown. She was the first Gryffindor. The table on the far right broke into applause. Bunny glanced over to see the red haired twins do cat calls. She shook her head in amusement.
"Slytherin!"
Bunny turned her head, to see the first Slytherin pull off the hat and replace it. She hurried off to the table on the far left. They looked unpleasant, and Bunny wished that that wasn't the house she would be placed in.
"Cook, Lita!"
Bunny peered over the several heads of kids, to see a tall girl step out of line. Unlike all the others, this girl looked confident, sure of herself, as she sat down on the stool. The girl, with auburn hair, and dark forest eyes, placed the hat over her head.
A few seconds passed before the hat shouted, "Gryffindor!" The girl pulled the hat off of her head, and set it down on the stool.
The Gryffindor table was in an uproar, cheering loudly. She hurried to the table, and fell into the seat next to the boy Bunny recognized as Percy.
"Finch-Fletchley, Justin!"
"Hufflepuff!"
Bunny shifted on her feet uncomfortably. Her feet were sore, and she was still dripping wet. Her robes were clinging to her small form, and she had to peel it off her skin.
"Granger, Hermione!"
She looked up to see a girl with bushy brown hair, and rather large front teeth step out of line. She hurried to the front, and sat down on the stool, placing the hat over her head.
"Gryffindor!"
There was a soft groan from the line, before the Gryffindor's table burst into applause.
Curious, Bunny looked over to see Ron shaking his head miserably. She faintly wondered what had upset him.
"Lestrange, Rei!"
Stepping out of line slightly, to see up ahead, Bunny watched as a girl with long raven black hair step forward. She was rather pretty with pale skin, long silky black hair, and violet eyes.
She sat down on the stool, and placed the hat on over her head. It sat there for a few seconds, before the hat roared, "Slytherin!!"
The girl pulled the hat from her head, and stalked to the table on the far left. She looked pleased with the table she received. She fell into a seat next to two boys that had been placed there before her. Both of them looked mean, and slightly meaty.
"Longbottom, Neville!"
Bunny recognized the round face boy who had lost his toad earlier. He raced to the stool, and fell over on his way to it. He scrambled to his feet, while a few of the students snickered behind his back.
He fell into the seat, and Professor McGonagall placed the hat on over his head. It took a long time for the hat to decide, before it placed him into Gryffindor.
Bunny, along with the rest of the school, broke into giggles, as the boy tried to run to the table with the hat still on.
"Love, Mina!"
Bunny watched as a girl with sun kissed blonde hair, and cornflower blue eyes hurried to the front. She seated herself on the stool, with a giggle. She placed the hat onto her head, hiding the black bow that held back her hair.
"Hufflepuff!"
The girl scampered of to her table, and took a seat next to Hannah Abbot.
Bunny tried her hardest to hide herself, when the next person went up. She recognized him from Olivander's shop. His pale skin, white hair, and bright blue eyes.
He confidently made his way to the stool. When he sat down, he barely had to set the hat down on his head, before it to scream "Slytherin!!"
With a confident smirk, he left the stool, and made his way to his new house. He sat in between the two boys she had seen earlier. She realized the two thickset boys were Draco's friends.
It soon came to her time, and she knew it before her name was called. Ernie McMillan, was made a Hufflepuff, and was the only person, who separated her from Draco.
"Moon, Bunny."
She cringed at her own name, and was reluctant to go forward. She pulled the trench coat off of her, and water still dripped from her shivering form. Numbly, she moved towards the stool. Professor McGonagall held the hat, and was waiting for her to sit down.
She hesitantly sat down, and watched with dread as the woman dropped the large hat onto her head. It fell over her eyes, and all she could see with the black lining of the inside of the hat.
She could hear whispers from the table behind her, and wondered what the teachers were so interested in.
"Mmm."
Bunny stiffened did she just hear something?
"Aw, I remember now. Yes very familiar you are." What was the hat talking about? Did it know her?
The hat chuckled, and she felt her heart drop to her toes. "You are very cleaver young woman. Always known you were a witch, always knew your own power."
Bunny frowned, how could this hat know her, or know anything about her? 'What are you talking about?' The hat chuckled again, and Bunny didn't feel any better than before.
"What a shame. You know you have power, but how much of it, do you know you have? You can do great things, real great things with such power." The hat snickered, and Bunny couldn't help but think the hat was taunting her.
"You don't belong in Slytherin, even with such power. You're too pure for them. Gryffindor isn't for you either."
Bunny held her breath, hoping for it just to pick, so that she could get down from the stool. But the hat didn't seem to be through with her.
"You have a lot in this mind of yours. Great things will come from you. But which side will you choose?"
'Side?'
The hat chuckled, "I know where to put you. Hufflepuff!"
Bunny felt the warmth fill her insides. She wasn't in Slytherin. "Maybe in this house, you will pick the right side, unlike your mother."
The hat was pulled from her head, and Professor McGonagall was staring down at her. "Go to your table."
Bunny sat there, unsure if she had heard the hat correctly. Her mother? She stood from the stool, and numbly moved to the table, which welcomed her with open arms.
The table of teachers was in an uproar, talking to one another. She fell into her seat, sitting next to the blonde hair girl named Mina. She looked over at the hat, and found that another kid was being sorted.
Something at the teacher's table, on the far left caught her attention. She straightened her back to get a better look, and noticed someone was trying to peer over the heads of students.
He turned his head slightly, and Bunny got a glimpse of greasy black hair, dark eyes nearly black, a hooknose, and sallow skin. He wore a sneer on his face that is until he looked at her.
Three more people went to be sorted, and Bunny still found herself unable to look away from the strange man. He looked strangely familiar, but she could swear she had never seen him before.
"Potter, Harry!"
Bunny ripped her eyes away from the man, and she searched the line of kids she had come from.
She looked over all the heads, to see a boy step out of line, and hesitantly make his way to the stool. He had a very thin face, with wild black hair, that looked unkempt, and bright green eyes. He wore round glasses over his eyes, which seemed to have slipped to the bridge of his nose.
He sat down on the stool, and placed a hat over his head.
She had always pictured him older, even if the books she had read numerous times, told her how old he really was. He was her age, and parentless like her.
She had figured she could always relate with him, having to live without your parents, knowing they were murdered horribly.
Both of them had been there, when their parents were killed. It was how he had gotten the famous scar on his forehead. He had reflected a curse, and had defeated Voldemort.
She had been there when her mother was killed, but had been long gone by the time her mother's body had been found.
She had woken up in her bed, as if she had a nightmare, but the nightmare had been real. She didn't remember that night, all except the police coming to the house.
"Gryffindor!"
Harry Potter pulled the hat from his head, and set it down on the stool. The Gryffindor table went wild, shouting, and whistling like never before.
"We got Potter! We got Potter!" The red haired twins were shouting the loudest.
Bunny's eyes followed Harry to the table, and watched him take a seat across from the ghost with ruffs and tights. He was getting the best welcome out of all the kids sorted.
Two more kids were sorted, before she heard a familiar name.
"Waters, Ami!"
Looking up, she saw the blue haired girl hurry to the front of the hall, and take a seat at the stool. She looked calm, even calmer than the girl Lita had been.
The girl placed a hat on her head.
"Ravenclaw!!"
The girl grinned, and Bunny realized the girl had gotten the house she wanted. Ami hurried to the cheering table, and sat down next to Terry Boot. She looked pleased with what she had gotten.
"Weasley, Ron!"
Bunny shot up, so that she could see him get sorted. He didn't seem too confident, as he made his way to the hat. He was the second to the last person to be sorted. He took a seat on the stool, and placed the hat over his head.
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"Aw, another Weasley. Hmm come from a long line of Gryffindors. But you don't seem to be sure if that's where you want to go?"
Ron tried to look up into the hat, half expecting to see eyes. He shuddered slightly, as the cold seeped into his bones. He was freezing inside and out, and all he wanted to do was get into a nice warm bed.
"Now how come you're contemplating on these two house eh?" The hat snickered, "Oh I see."
Ron paled slightly, wondering if the hat could read his mind? Not good. 'I don't know which one I want. I always thought it would be Gryffindor.' He inwardly sighed. 'To uphold the family tradition. And even more so, now that.'
The hat snickered, 'because you're friend is in that house too. But you have a change of heart. Because of someone in.'
Ron groaned, this was not good. He shouldn't have second thoughts about being placed in Gryffindor. It would make his family proud. And he could be with his new friend Harry, but.
The hat chuckled, "its not good to second guess yourself. But I know where I will put you if you can't choose. Better be."
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"Gryffindor!"
Even though he didn't land into her house, she cheered for his great luck. When he pulled off the hat, his face was as red as his hair.
He glanced in her direction, and his face brightened. He hurried off to his table, and fell on the bench seat next to Harry. The last person sorted was Blaise Zabini, who was placed into Slytherin.
The Sorting Ceremony was over, and Professor McGonagall took away the hat and stool.
From the High Table, an old man, with long flowing white hair, and long stringy beard stood. He opened his arms wide, with a grin on his face.
"Welcome!" His voice echoed through the Great Hall, and everyone fell silent. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
The students, that had been there before the first years had arrived, shouted, "Thank you!" Bunny looked down at the table, and gawked. Food was piled on the plates, which had been empty before. She licked her lips, suddenly realizing how hungry she really was.
Without waiting to be offered, she started to dish her plate full of food, before she went to work on devouring it. She had at least four helpings, before she called herself full.
As the plates cleared from the table, Bunny felt eyes upon her back. Turning her head, she caught herself looking back at the High Table. The same man as before was staring at her, and he had a clear view of her now, with most of the kids huddled in groups talking to one another.
She stiffened, unable to look away again. Her heart started to pound in her chest, and she felt a burning sensation on her arm.
"Ahem.just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of term notices to give to you.
"First years should take notice, that the forest on the grounds it off limits to all pupils. And even a few of our older students should take care to remember that as well."
Bunny tore her eyes from the dark haired man, to look down at her arm. She half expected to see a burn mark there, but there was nothing. Shaking her head, she looked back to the old man speaking to them.
"Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you, that there is to be no use of magic in the corridors between classes.
"Quidditch practices will be held in the second week of the term. If anyone is interested in playing for his or her team, please contact Madam Hooch.
And one more thing, the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who wishes not to die a very painful death."
Bunny frowned slightly. What kind of school was she in? She glanced around to see a few chuckle, but barely anyone did. A few took it serious.
"And now lets sing the school song, before we go to bed."
Bunny looked up at the headmaster, and watched him raise his wand, and flick his wrist. A gold ribbon shot from the end of it, and rose into the air. She watched it as it formed words.
"Pick your favorite tune, and sing along."
Bunny snorted, and watched as the school broke into a song. They were all off key, singing their own tune, and sounded ridiculous.
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something, please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
Bunny shook her head, and practically refused to sing along. She noted most of the teachers were unimpressed, and were unpleased with the school song. When it ended, the old headmaster ended the banquet with a few short words, "And now it is bedtime. Off you trot!"
She watched around her, as everyone climbed to their feet, and began to leave the great hall. Not wanting to be left behind, she hurried off after her house, and tried her best to keep up with them on their way to their common room.
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That only took me forever to put up. Srry it took so long, but I couldn't seem to upload onto FF.net for a few days. Well anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I introduced all the inners, with unique last names. Hehe. Bunny in Hufflepuff, I don't think I ever saw that before!!! The outers might not come in till next book, but I might find a way to squeeze one or two into here.
Polls:
Harry/Bunny: 21 holy cow that jumped up pretty quickly hehe.
Draco/Bunny:8 awwwww too bad
Ron/Bunny: 9 go Ron, go Ron!
Snape/Bunny: 7 isn't he a little old for her??? eechi reviewers. Hehe just kidding
LP signing out.
Oh PS. I have a little favor to ask you guys. If I were to put Usagi on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, which player do you think would be best? Keeper, Chaser or Beater. I like those three; seeker was taken, so tell me what you think. Tata for now.
The trip on the train was uneventful. She had the compartment all to herself, besides Luna who snoozing at her side.
Bunny had occupied herself, by staring out the window, and watched, as trees soon became open meadows of wild flowers, and long fields of grass.
But then the meadows soon turned to mountains, and by then the sun had begun to sink into the horizon. She rarely got to see a sunset, considering she worked during it. She had seen plenty of sunrises, getting up early enough to open shop.
The door to the compartment opened, and the round face boy she had seen earlier peered inside. "Have you seen a toad?"
His watery eyes searched the compartment she was in. Bunny paled slightly, "No, oh please I hope it's not in here." She glanced around, expecting to find an ugly warty toad hopping around.
The boy sighed dejectedly, "Well if you see him, could you tell me. I keep losing him." He shut the door, and what Bunny assumed was moved to the next compartment.
She settled back into her seat, and directed her eyes out the window once more.
She was pulled out of her thoughts, when a voice echoed through the train, "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."
She stood, just as Luna lifted her head. "Better change Bunny. Most of the kids are wearing their robes. Best put yours on too." She jumped down to the floor below, as Bunny pulled out her robes from her trunk.
She slipped her sweatshirt off, and tossed it on top of the trunk. She raised her arms, and tugged the black robes on over her head. As she wiggled it on she asked, "Do I have to leave my things here?"
She pulled the robes down, and they fell, the ends reaching passed her ankles. "Ugh I'll trip over this thing for sure."
Luna glanced at her, "Yes best leave your belongings."
They felt the train slow down, and soon came to a stop. Bunny looked out the window, to see where they were. There wasn't much to see, considering it was pitch black out.
Outside her door, she could hear people walking pass, hurry to get off the train. "Come on Bunny, or we'll get behind."
The blonde turned from the window, and hurried to the door. She shoved it open, to find the aisle empty.
Luna raced out, and hurried down the hallway, "Hurry up Bunny!" Frowning slightly, Bunny ran after the cat. She reached the exit, and stumbled down the steps.
She could see the backs of kids her age following a path. In the distance, she could see a light bobbing up and down.
"Luna wait up!"
The black cat had run on after the kids. Shaking her head, she trudged on after them.
The pathway was steep, and very narrow. It was dark all around, the trees on all sides towering over her. She nearly slipped three times. The fourth time, she lost her balance when she reached the muddy ground.
She landed hard on her rear, and slid the rest of the way down the trail. When she stopped, she got the chance to look around.
The path had opened up, and she could see a lake, black as ink before her. Looking up, on a hill stood a huge castle. It was breath taking, with the windows lit up, and the dark sky surrounding it. The castle was like one of a fairy tale, one her mother used to read to her before going to bed.
"You there, are you c'mon?
Bunny looked over at the lake, to see boats floating near the shore. All of them had been filled with kids.
She looked over at the man who had talked to her. He wasn't you're average man. He must have toward over even the tallest of men Bunny had met. He had thick black hair that matted with his thick black beard, with beady black eyes looked kind.
He wore a trench coat over his bulky form.
He pointed to the boat he was standing next to. "Yeh'll have to sit with me."
Bunny scrambled to her feet, sloshing mud everywhere. She raced to the boat, and climbed in, ignoring the fact that the man was four times taller than her.
"Everyone in?" He climbed into the boat she sat in, and scanned the shore. "Right then, FORWARD!"
The boats lurched forward, and started across the lake.
Luna was seated next to her, looking out across the lake to the castle. The big man sneezed suddenly, startling Bunny. She looked over at him, as he wrinkled his nose. "I didn' know yeh had a cat." He sneezed again, and shook his head. "Don' like cats, they make me sneeze."
Bunny flushed, "I'm sorry." She looked around, "I don't know where I can put her." She bit her bottom lip, suddenly feeling awful.
The large man shook his head again, "Don' worry." He glanced up, and called out loudly, "Heads down!"
Unlike the rest of the students, and even the large man, Bunny didn't duck her head. Instead, she turned around, to look out to see why they should.
Something hit the side of her face, and the force of it, threw her back. She let out a terrified shriek, as she was thrown off the side of the boat.
She slammed into the freezing water, with a great splash, that sprayed the students in the boats nearby.
Bunny felt herself being sucked down into the depths of the water. She fought against the robes, which tangled around her arms and legs. Her robes acted like a nets, and she felt herself sink even deeper.
She struggled harder, as breath became short.
She tried opening her eyes, but all she see was a blur, and had to close her eyes.
Something hit the water surface, and the waves shoved her deeper into the water. Fog clouded her mind, and Bunny had to struggle to keep herself from gasping.
Lungs burning, heart pounding, and darkness clawing at the edge of her mind, she barely felt the arms that grabbed her.
She was propelled up, shooting like a bullet. When her head broke the surface, she gasped, and her arms went flailing everywhere to free herself from her binds. Coughing and spluttering, she choked on water she had taken into her lungs.
"You's two okay?"
She was led to the boat, where she was able to grab onto the edge. She felt the boat tip, and two arms grabbed her, pulling her up onto the boat. She was seated on the boat, across from the large man. He turned, and reached out over the boat, and pulled up someone else.
"You's okay?"
Bunny clutched her soaked robes to her shivering form. The water had been so cold, and now, the breeze hitting her, only made it worse.
"Are you okay?"
She was startled by a second voice, one much softer than the large man's bellow. She looked over, and found Ron shivering, and soaking wet in the same boat as her.
She coughed, spitting up water. "W-what happened." Her hand shaking, She pointed at his soaking form. The large man ordered the boats to continue, and replied for the red haired boy, "jump'd in after yeh. Was faster than me." He shook his head dejectedly.
"Should'v warn'd yeh faster. Fergot about dem vines."
Bunny stared at the boy next to her, unable to believe what she had heard. He was flushed in the face, and she wasn't sure if it was from the lack of warmth, or from embarrassment.
Ducking her head slightly, she whispered, "Thank you."
The boats floated into a dark tunnel, the only light was coming from the lantern, the large man held.
"Yeh two cold?"
Bunny looked up, as the boat docked at the end of the tunnel. Her and Ron stood, and shakily climbed out of the boat.
"Oy, you there! Is this your toad?" Bunny paused, and slightly turned to see the large man pull a toad out of a boat.
"Trevor!" The round face boy from earlier rushed forward, his arms outstretched. Her left eye twitched, as she wrinkled her face in disgust. She whispered below her breath, "Frogs are so gross."
Ron, who stood next to her, slightly nodded in agreement, when he over heard her.
The large man reached them, with his trench coat in his arms. "Ere yeh go. Not much but is all I got." He draped the coat over both of their shoulders, and the large coat seemingly swallowed them whole.
The large man started up the passageway, leading the kids out onto the gassy grounds outside the large castle. It was gorgeous, made of stone, and lights glowing through many of the windows.
He led them up a flight of steps, and called out over his shoulder, "Everyone ere? You there, still got yer toad?"
With a nod, he turned back to the door, and raised his large fist. He knocked three times, loud enough to signal their arrival to a person in the tallest tower.
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They stood outside the castle, crowding around the large double doors. Most were shivering from the cold, and some cuddled with friends to keep warm.
The door swung open, as if someone had been on the other side waiting. Inside the doorway, covered in a soft glow was a black haired woman. She wore green robes, and held a stern look upon her stony face.
"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall."
Bunny glanced out from beneath the coat, to get a better look at the Professor. "Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here."
She pulled the door wider, and moved aside. The entrance was large, bigger than any house she ever been in. The walls were made of stone, and lit candles lined them. The ceiling was high, and a staircase in front of them, led to the other levels.
Ron and Bunny held back, making sure they were last to walk into the castle. They were herded across the floor, passed a door on the right, where voices rose and fell with shouts and murmurs.
Hagrid called out to the woman, who was leading the kids to a door in the back of the large room. "Professor McGonagall. A couple of the kids fell in the water." He pointed at them huddled underneath the coat.
The woman paused at the door. She noted their dripping clothes. "It will just have to wait, until after the Sorting Ceremony."
They were ushered into a small chamber room. There was barely any room to fit them all in there, and they had to stand shoulder to shoulder.
"Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall glanced about them, taking in their appearance. "The start of the term banquets will begin shortly." Her eyes landed on Ron and Bunny.
"But before you take your seats at the tables, you will first be sorted into your houses. The Sorting ceremony is very important, because it will sort you into your houses. The house that you belong to, will be considered your family, while you are here.
"There are four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. While you are at Hogwarts, each thing you triumph at will be displayed into points, which will add up to your house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded with the house cup, and it is a great honor.
The Sorting Ceremony will begin in a few minutes, in front of the rest of the school. I suggest all of you to smarten yourselves up as much as you can, while you wait."
She turned then, and left through the door in front of them. The door shut with a loud thud behind her.
Bunny nudged Ron slightly, whispered in a hushed voice, "How do you think we're sorted?"
The red haired boy blushed slightly, as he glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. "I donno. I think a test or something," he paused, as if contemplating on telling her more, but continued anyway, "Fred told me it hurts a lot. But I don't think he was telling me the truth."
Bunny looked out at the door with dread.
"A test?"
She was jolted from her jumbled thoughts, when there was a scream. Both Ron and Bunny whirled around to face the back. The coat slipped from the top of their heads, and landed on their shoulders.
Bunny gasped, her hand flying to her mouth to keep back her scream. Ron snorted, his eyes bulging at the sight.
Pearly white, and slightly transparent Ghosts floated through the back wall, and into the small chamber.
Bunny looked ready to faint as they passed her, one nearly touching her. There were at least twenty of them, and they looked as if they were having a disagreement.
One of the ghosts lagging behind slightly, stopped, and turned to them. A few of girls inhaled sharply, ready to scream.
He was wearing ruffs, and tights. He nudged the fat friar next to him, and pointed at them. A few of the kids pulled back, expecting to be attacked.
"New students! Waiting to be sorted, I suppose?" No one answered, no one even moved.
He grinned, and stated merrily, "Hope to see some of you in Hufflepuff. T'was my old house."
The door behind the group of kids opened, and a sharp voice called out, "Move along now. The Sorting Ceremony is about to begin."
Slowly, the ghosts moved on, leaving the kinds once again alone.
Professor McGonagall, pointed to the students, and waved her hands, "Form a line, and follow me."
She started out through the door, and one by one the kids followed, in a single file.
Ron pulled himself from underneath the coat, and hurried to get into line behind a dark haired boy. Still clutching the coat, Bunny got into line near the back.
Entering the Great Hall, Bunny was struck with amazement. It was huge, with tall stonewalls, and numerous glowing candle. She first noticed four long tables, filled with students. Up above those tables, were candles, which floated without anything to hold them.
And to add to the beauty of the room, the ceiling was the best part. It was like they were outside again, under the black sky, and glowing stars.
They were led down between two tables, and were stopped in front of a fifth table. This table, held the only adults in the room, and Bunny figured they were the teachers.
Bunny's eyes were directed to Professor McGonagall, when the woman placed a four-legged stool in front of them. On top of the stool, was a hat that resembled a witch's hat.
She was slightly confused, and wondered if this was a test of her knowledge. Was she supposed to guess what was underneath it?
She glanced about wildly, and noticed that everyone was staring at the hat with acute interest. Wondering what they were looking at, she glanced back at the old worn out hat.
Her jaw gapped open slightly, when the hat twitched. Her eyes widen in shock. Near the brim of the hat, where there was a rip, and it opened wide as if it were a mouth.
"What the?" Her voice seemed to echo through the Great Hall, but was instantly muffled, when the hat began to sing.
Oh you may not think me pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
The room burst into applause, as everyone from the tables clapped loud and hard.
Professor McGonagall stepped forward, and silence filled the hall. She held a long roll of parchment out in front of her. "When I call your name, take a seat on the stool, and place the hat on your head to be sorted."
Bunny fidgeted where she stood, feeling nervous. "Oh I hope I get into a good house." She caught her lip between her teeth, and rocked back and forth on her feet.
"Abbot, Hannah."
She looked up, as a girl stepped out of line, and hurried up to the stool. She sat down, before placing the hat onto her head.
There was a slight pause, before the hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!" A table to Bunny's right broke into applause. Hannah removed the hat, and placed it back onto the stool, before she hurried off to the Hufflepuff table.
"Bones, Susan."
And once again, the hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!" The girl scurried off to the table, which clapped joyously."
"Boot Terry!"
"Ravenclaw!"
This time, the table on Bunny's left erupted with applause. A few stood, to shake the boys hand, as he joined their table.
"Brocklehurst Mandy!"
"Ravenclaw!"
She too was greeted with cheers, and handshakes. Next called was a pretty girl name Lavender Brown. She was the first Gryffindor. The table on the far right broke into applause. Bunny glanced over to see the red haired twins do cat calls. She shook her head in amusement.
"Slytherin!"
Bunny turned her head, to see the first Slytherin pull off the hat and replace it. She hurried off to the table on the far left. They looked unpleasant, and Bunny wished that that wasn't the house she would be placed in.
"Cook, Lita!"
Bunny peered over the several heads of kids, to see a tall girl step out of line. Unlike all the others, this girl looked confident, sure of herself, as she sat down on the stool. The girl, with auburn hair, and dark forest eyes, placed the hat over her head.
A few seconds passed before the hat shouted, "Gryffindor!" The girl pulled the hat off of her head, and set it down on the stool.
The Gryffindor table was in an uproar, cheering loudly. She hurried to the table, and fell into the seat next to the boy Bunny recognized as Percy.
"Finch-Fletchley, Justin!"
"Hufflepuff!"
Bunny shifted on her feet uncomfortably. Her feet were sore, and she was still dripping wet. Her robes were clinging to her small form, and she had to peel it off her skin.
"Granger, Hermione!"
She looked up to see a girl with bushy brown hair, and rather large front teeth step out of line. She hurried to the front, and sat down on the stool, placing the hat over her head.
"Gryffindor!"
There was a soft groan from the line, before the Gryffindor's table burst into applause.
Curious, Bunny looked over to see Ron shaking his head miserably. She faintly wondered what had upset him.
"Lestrange, Rei!"
Stepping out of line slightly, to see up ahead, Bunny watched as a girl with long raven black hair step forward. She was rather pretty with pale skin, long silky black hair, and violet eyes.
She sat down on the stool, and placed the hat on over her head. It sat there for a few seconds, before the hat roared, "Slytherin!!"
The girl pulled the hat from her head, and stalked to the table on the far left. She looked pleased with the table she received. She fell into a seat next to two boys that had been placed there before her. Both of them looked mean, and slightly meaty.
"Longbottom, Neville!"
Bunny recognized the round face boy who had lost his toad earlier. He raced to the stool, and fell over on his way to it. He scrambled to his feet, while a few of the students snickered behind his back.
He fell into the seat, and Professor McGonagall placed the hat on over his head. It took a long time for the hat to decide, before it placed him into Gryffindor.
Bunny, along with the rest of the school, broke into giggles, as the boy tried to run to the table with the hat still on.
"Love, Mina!"
Bunny watched as a girl with sun kissed blonde hair, and cornflower blue eyes hurried to the front. She seated herself on the stool, with a giggle. She placed the hat onto her head, hiding the black bow that held back her hair.
"Hufflepuff!"
The girl scampered of to her table, and took a seat next to Hannah Abbot.
Bunny tried her hardest to hide herself, when the next person went up. She recognized him from Olivander's shop. His pale skin, white hair, and bright blue eyes.
He confidently made his way to the stool. When he sat down, he barely had to set the hat down on his head, before it to scream "Slytherin!!"
With a confident smirk, he left the stool, and made his way to his new house. He sat in between the two boys she had seen earlier. She realized the two thickset boys were Draco's friends.
It soon came to her time, and she knew it before her name was called. Ernie McMillan, was made a Hufflepuff, and was the only person, who separated her from Draco.
"Moon, Bunny."
She cringed at her own name, and was reluctant to go forward. She pulled the trench coat off of her, and water still dripped from her shivering form. Numbly, she moved towards the stool. Professor McGonagall held the hat, and was waiting for her to sit down.
She hesitantly sat down, and watched with dread as the woman dropped the large hat onto her head. It fell over her eyes, and all she could see with the black lining of the inside of the hat.
She could hear whispers from the table behind her, and wondered what the teachers were so interested in.
"Mmm."
Bunny stiffened did she just hear something?
"Aw, I remember now. Yes very familiar you are." What was the hat talking about? Did it know her?
The hat chuckled, and she felt her heart drop to her toes. "You are very cleaver young woman. Always known you were a witch, always knew your own power."
Bunny frowned, how could this hat know her, or know anything about her? 'What are you talking about?' The hat chuckled again, and Bunny didn't feel any better than before.
"What a shame. You know you have power, but how much of it, do you know you have? You can do great things, real great things with such power." The hat snickered, and Bunny couldn't help but think the hat was taunting her.
"You don't belong in Slytherin, even with such power. You're too pure for them. Gryffindor isn't for you either."
Bunny held her breath, hoping for it just to pick, so that she could get down from the stool. But the hat didn't seem to be through with her.
"You have a lot in this mind of yours. Great things will come from you. But which side will you choose?"
'Side?'
The hat chuckled, "I know where to put you. Hufflepuff!"
Bunny felt the warmth fill her insides. She wasn't in Slytherin. "Maybe in this house, you will pick the right side, unlike your mother."
The hat was pulled from her head, and Professor McGonagall was staring down at her. "Go to your table."
Bunny sat there, unsure if she had heard the hat correctly. Her mother? She stood from the stool, and numbly moved to the table, which welcomed her with open arms.
The table of teachers was in an uproar, talking to one another. She fell into her seat, sitting next to the blonde hair girl named Mina. She looked over at the hat, and found that another kid was being sorted.
Something at the teacher's table, on the far left caught her attention. She straightened her back to get a better look, and noticed someone was trying to peer over the heads of students.
He turned his head slightly, and Bunny got a glimpse of greasy black hair, dark eyes nearly black, a hooknose, and sallow skin. He wore a sneer on his face that is until he looked at her.
Three more people went to be sorted, and Bunny still found herself unable to look away from the strange man. He looked strangely familiar, but she could swear she had never seen him before.
"Potter, Harry!"
Bunny ripped her eyes away from the man, and she searched the line of kids she had come from.
She looked over all the heads, to see a boy step out of line, and hesitantly make his way to the stool. He had a very thin face, with wild black hair, that looked unkempt, and bright green eyes. He wore round glasses over his eyes, which seemed to have slipped to the bridge of his nose.
He sat down on the stool, and placed a hat over his head.
She had always pictured him older, even if the books she had read numerous times, told her how old he really was. He was her age, and parentless like her.
She had figured she could always relate with him, having to live without your parents, knowing they were murdered horribly.
Both of them had been there, when their parents were killed. It was how he had gotten the famous scar on his forehead. He had reflected a curse, and had defeated Voldemort.
She had been there when her mother was killed, but had been long gone by the time her mother's body had been found.
She had woken up in her bed, as if she had a nightmare, but the nightmare had been real. She didn't remember that night, all except the police coming to the house.
"Gryffindor!"
Harry Potter pulled the hat from his head, and set it down on the stool. The Gryffindor table went wild, shouting, and whistling like never before.
"We got Potter! We got Potter!" The red haired twins were shouting the loudest.
Bunny's eyes followed Harry to the table, and watched him take a seat across from the ghost with ruffs and tights. He was getting the best welcome out of all the kids sorted.
Two more kids were sorted, before she heard a familiar name.
"Waters, Ami!"
Looking up, she saw the blue haired girl hurry to the front of the hall, and take a seat at the stool. She looked calm, even calmer than the girl Lita had been.
The girl placed a hat on her head.
"Ravenclaw!!"
The girl grinned, and Bunny realized the girl had gotten the house she wanted. Ami hurried to the cheering table, and sat down next to Terry Boot. She looked pleased with what she had gotten.
"Weasley, Ron!"
Bunny shot up, so that she could see him get sorted. He didn't seem too confident, as he made his way to the hat. He was the second to the last person to be sorted. He took a seat on the stool, and placed the hat over his head.
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"Aw, another Weasley. Hmm come from a long line of Gryffindors. But you don't seem to be sure if that's where you want to go?"
Ron tried to look up into the hat, half expecting to see eyes. He shuddered slightly, as the cold seeped into his bones. He was freezing inside and out, and all he wanted to do was get into a nice warm bed.
"Now how come you're contemplating on these two house eh?" The hat snickered, "Oh I see."
Ron paled slightly, wondering if the hat could read his mind? Not good. 'I don't know which one I want. I always thought it would be Gryffindor.' He inwardly sighed. 'To uphold the family tradition. And even more so, now that.'
The hat snickered, 'because you're friend is in that house too. But you have a change of heart. Because of someone in.'
Ron groaned, this was not good. He shouldn't have second thoughts about being placed in Gryffindor. It would make his family proud. And he could be with his new friend Harry, but.
The hat chuckled, "its not good to second guess yourself. But I know where I will put you if you can't choose. Better be."
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"Gryffindor!"
Even though he didn't land into her house, she cheered for his great luck. When he pulled off the hat, his face was as red as his hair.
He glanced in her direction, and his face brightened. He hurried off to his table, and fell on the bench seat next to Harry. The last person sorted was Blaise Zabini, who was placed into Slytherin.
The Sorting Ceremony was over, and Professor McGonagall took away the hat and stool.
From the High Table, an old man, with long flowing white hair, and long stringy beard stood. He opened his arms wide, with a grin on his face.
"Welcome!" His voice echoed through the Great Hall, and everyone fell silent. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
The students, that had been there before the first years had arrived, shouted, "Thank you!" Bunny looked down at the table, and gawked. Food was piled on the plates, which had been empty before. She licked her lips, suddenly realizing how hungry she really was.
Without waiting to be offered, she started to dish her plate full of food, before she went to work on devouring it. She had at least four helpings, before she called herself full.
As the plates cleared from the table, Bunny felt eyes upon her back. Turning her head, she caught herself looking back at the High Table. The same man as before was staring at her, and he had a clear view of her now, with most of the kids huddled in groups talking to one another.
She stiffened, unable to look away again. Her heart started to pound in her chest, and she felt a burning sensation on her arm.
"Ahem.just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of term notices to give to you.
"First years should take notice, that the forest on the grounds it off limits to all pupils. And even a few of our older students should take care to remember that as well."
Bunny tore her eyes from the dark haired man, to look down at her arm. She half expected to see a burn mark there, but there was nothing. Shaking her head, she looked back to the old man speaking to them.
"Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you, that there is to be no use of magic in the corridors between classes.
"Quidditch practices will be held in the second week of the term. If anyone is interested in playing for his or her team, please contact Madam Hooch.
And one more thing, the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who wishes not to die a very painful death."
Bunny frowned slightly. What kind of school was she in? She glanced around to see a few chuckle, but barely anyone did. A few took it serious.
"And now lets sing the school song, before we go to bed."
Bunny looked up at the headmaster, and watched him raise his wand, and flick his wrist. A gold ribbon shot from the end of it, and rose into the air. She watched it as it formed words.
"Pick your favorite tune, and sing along."
Bunny snorted, and watched as the school broke into a song. They were all off key, singing their own tune, and sounded ridiculous.
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something, please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
Bunny shook her head, and practically refused to sing along. She noted most of the teachers were unimpressed, and were unpleased with the school song. When it ended, the old headmaster ended the banquet with a few short words, "And now it is bedtime. Off you trot!"
She watched around her, as everyone climbed to their feet, and began to leave the great hall. Not wanting to be left behind, she hurried off after her house, and tried her best to keep up with them on their way to their common room.
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That only took me forever to put up. Srry it took so long, but I couldn't seem to upload onto FF.net for a few days. Well anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I introduced all the inners, with unique last names. Hehe. Bunny in Hufflepuff, I don't think I ever saw that before!!! The outers might not come in till next book, but I might find a way to squeeze one or two into here.
Polls:
Harry/Bunny: 21 holy cow that jumped up pretty quickly hehe.
Draco/Bunny:8 awwwww too bad
Ron/Bunny: 9 go Ron, go Ron!
Snape/Bunny: 7 isn't he a little old for her??? eechi reviewers. Hehe just kidding
LP signing out.
Oh PS. I have a little favor to ask you guys. If I were to put Usagi on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, which player do you think would be best? Keeper, Chaser or Beater. I like those three; seeker was taken, so tell me what you think. Tata for now.