These first years.
The children crowd before the mighty door, waiting to be sorted in their houses. In which they will live in for seven years of school. They whisper to each other in excitement. One was overheard saying that his whole family had been in Gryffndor and if he were in any other it would be a shame.
But not Danielle, she stood there, quiet and alone. Except for the boy she met on the train. His name was Oliver, Oliver Wood. He was a Scottish lad with light brown hair and eyes.
" Hey, you okay Danielle?" he asked excitedly. She didn't reply, but shrugged slightly. Suddenly the kids chatter stopped and they all looked at the tall woman standing up front.
" Ok now children, through these doors, you will be called up and sorted into your houses," she explained. Danielle was probably the only one who could actually hear what she was saying, due to the fact that she was an elf.
In a way she felt idiotic because everyone knew everything about Hogwarts, yet she was the only elf and knew nothing but that she was the only one chosen out of over 3000 different magical creatures to be students. But she didn't let this get her down, and besides she had already made a friend. If she was lucky she would make more by the time dinner was over and she got acquainted with everyone in her house. They rushed in, pushing and shoving; wanting to know what houses they were going to be in at the moment.
Finally they had gotten to the K's. "Danielle Killington" Mrs. McGonagall's voice came. She went up, shaky hands and all. What seemed like an hour was a mere ten seconds. " Gryffindor!" the old hat finally called out. Everyone clapped and she joined her new table. Some how she felt as though she actually had a family.
They finished the kids and to her luck, Oliver was at the table too. The two talked all through dinner, Oliver told her how much he knows about quidditch and how he is going to join as soon as he can. " That is amazing!" she replied in excitement.
The children crowd before the mighty door, waiting to be sorted in their houses. In which they will live in for seven years of school. They whisper to each other in excitement. One was overheard saying that his whole family had been in Gryffndor and if he were in any other it would be a shame.
But not Danielle, she stood there, quiet and alone. Except for the boy she met on the train. His name was Oliver, Oliver Wood. He was a Scottish lad with light brown hair and eyes.
" Hey, you okay Danielle?" he asked excitedly. She didn't reply, but shrugged slightly. Suddenly the kids chatter stopped and they all looked at the tall woman standing up front.
" Ok now children, through these doors, you will be called up and sorted into your houses," she explained. Danielle was probably the only one who could actually hear what she was saying, due to the fact that she was an elf.
In a way she felt idiotic because everyone knew everything about Hogwarts, yet she was the only elf and knew nothing but that she was the only one chosen out of over 3000 different magical creatures to be students. But she didn't let this get her down, and besides she had already made a friend. If she was lucky she would make more by the time dinner was over and she got acquainted with everyone in her house. They rushed in, pushing and shoving; wanting to know what houses they were going to be in at the moment.
Finally they had gotten to the K's. "Danielle Killington" Mrs. McGonagall's voice came. She went up, shaky hands and all. What seemed like an hour was a mere ten seconds. " Gryffindor!" the old hat finally called out. Everyone clapped and she joined her new table. Some how she felt as though she actually had a family.
They finished the kids and to her luck, Oliver was at the table too. The two talked all through dinner, Oliver told her how much he knows about quidditch and how he is going to join as soon as he can. " That is amazing!" she replied in excitement.