Chapter Two
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts." Headmaster Albus Dumbledore greeted us. He went through the usual school rules for the new first years who had just been sorted. They were all so small and nervous looking. It seems every year the new students get smaller and smaller...
"And now..." Dumbledore said, "We eat."
I smiled as the food magically appeared onto the dishes in front of us. I was hungry as usual...I think I'm having a growth spurt.
"Jeez, Ginny...Save some for the rest of us!" Seamus Finnigan teased as I piled food onto my plate.
"Ha ha. You're so funny, Seamus." I said sarcastically.
Seamus smiled. "I know..."
I laughed and began to look around the Great Hall at the first years. Many were amazed at how the food just appeared in front of them. A few were hardly touching their food, because they were too nervous to eat. Others were making friends quickly, talking to everyone around them. The new Gryffyndors were a very adventurous looking lot. Of course, they were in Gryffyndor so that was expected. The Hufflepuffs all seemed to be a humorous, happy looking group. And the Ravenclaws looked happy, also, but they were more laid back. Very studious, obviously.
And then I looked over at the Slytherin table. All of them had hard looks on their faces. No one from Slytherin was ever happy. They were always so serious. Even the first years, who usually looked at least a bit happy or excited were indifferent.
I looked down the table and locked eyes with Draco Malfoy. He had been watching me watch them. He raised a white blonde eyebrow and smirked at me. I quickly looked down at my plate and shook my head. Ugh...I'd locked eyes with him
"What's the matter, Gin?" Ron asked me, when he noticed that I seemed to be studying my plate.
I looked up at him. "Oh, uh, nothing." I told him, "I'm just fine."
"Whatever you say..."
I glanced back over at the Slytherin table. Malfoy was now talking to Pansy Parkinson. I felt a slight pang in my heart of something...I took a deep breath and put my hand to my chest. What was that all about? I must be going crazy.
It felt good to sleep in the dormitories again. I'd missed it so much over the summer. I'm not saying that I don't like my bed at home...it's just that I'd become so accustomed to sleeping in here, listening to the sounds of my dorm mates breathing. It was comforting.
Before I fell asleep I thought about...Malfoy. About how he'd been watching me in the Great Hall. About how he'd given me this feeling when I saw him talking to Pansy.
About how he was going to get his arse kicked by Harry Potter one of these days.
I love Harry...
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"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts." Headmaster Albus Dumbledore greeted us. He went through the usual school rules for the new first years who had just been sorted. They were all so small and nervous looking. It seems every year the new students get smaller and smaller...
"And now..." Dumbledore said, "We eat."
I smiled as the food magically appeared onto the dishes in front of us. I was hungry as usual...I think I'm having a growth spurt.
"Jeez, Ginny...Save some for the rest of us!" Seamus Finnigan teased as I piled food onto my plate.
"Ha ha. You're so funny, Seamus." I said sarcastically.
Seamus smiled. "I know..."
I laughed and began to look around the Great Hall at the first years. Many were amazed at how the food just appeared in front of them. A few were hardly touching their food, because they were too nervous to eat. Others were making friends quickly, talking to everyone around them. The new Gryffyndors were a very adventurous looking lot. Of course, they were in Gryffyndor so that was expected. The Hufflepuffs all seemed to be a humorous, happy looking group. And the Ravenclaws looked happy, also, but they were more laid back. Very studious, obviously.
And then I looked over at the Slytherin table. All of them had hard looks on their faces. No one from Slytherin was ever happy. They were always so serious. Even the first years, who usually looked at least a bit happy or excited were indifferent.
I looked down the table and locked eyes with Draco Malfoy. He had been watching me watch them. He raised a white blonde eyebrow and smirked at me. I quickly looked down at my plate and shook my head. Ugh...I'd locked eyes with him
"What's the matter, Gin?" Ron asked me, when he noticed that I seemed to be studying my plate.
I looked up at him. "Oh, uh, nothing." I told him, "I'm just fine."
"Whatever you say..."
I glanced back over at the Slytherin table. Malfoy was now talking to Pansy Parkinson. I felt a slight pang in my heart of something...I took a deep breath and put my hand to my chest. What was that all about? I must be going crazy.
It felt good to sleep in the dormitories again. I'd missed it so much over the summer. I'm not saying that I don't like my bed at home...it's just that I'd become so accustomed to sleeping in here, listening to the sounds of my dorm mates breathing. It was comforting.
Before I fell asleep I thought about...Malfoy. About how he'd been watching me in the Great Hall. About how he'd given me this feeling when I saw him talking to Pansy.
About how he was going to get his arse kicked by Harry Potter one of these days.
I love Harry...
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