Sorry people I didn't post last Sunday, but the thing was FanFiction wasn't
work for me till now! Sorry again...
Chapter 2: Crash
Chanse climbed in the carriage after Angelina and her Angelina, Fred, and George all sat down in their seats (Angelina next to Fred and George next to Chanse) and pulled their blankets over their laps, and in a few moments Chanse heard the driver give the signal and the carriage was off.
Chanse looked out onto the white wonderland and looked all around her at all the other carriages. She looked up at the top of the mountain and saw the tip of Gryffindor tower. She sat staring at the tower and began to think about how just two years ago she was a regular person in the world, and then one year later BOOM she's a witch.
"Chanse you excited?" George asked with his natural sly smile across his face.
Chanse came out of her daze and looked at George, "Yeah." She smiled.
George's smile grew larger, and he put his arm behind Chanse, and then looked over and Angelina and Fred, "Oh look at the Chaser and Beater all snuggly together." George mocked.
Chanse looked over at Angelina and Fred and saw Angelina laying her head on Fred's shoulder, "Shut up George, it's cute."
"How could you tell us apart?!" George and Fred yelled at the same time.
Angelina looked over at Chanse, and then at Fred and George, "You guys are dumbasses." Angelina laughed.
"Well you're dating one of us." George teased.
"Shut up George." Chanse smirked.
"HOW CAN YOU GUYS TELL US APART?!" they screamed again.
"Well in case you didn't notice," Chanse said a little irritated, "Fred's dating Angelina...not you, George." Chanse pointed at Fred, who blushed.
"Oh yeah." George huffed and his shoulders relaxed.
"Also I've always been able to tell you two apart." Chanse smirked.
"HOW?!" Angelina, Fred, and George shouted.
"I don't know I guess I just have been able to."
A loud screech came from the sky, and Fred, George, Angelina, and Chanse looked up in the sky and saw a small bird flying in the sky. The bird flew down to Chanse and landed on Chanse's shoulder and dropped a small envelope in her hands, and then flew off.
"What's that?" Angelina asked.
"I don't know." Chanse flipped the letter over and saw a small red wax stamp of Puddlemere's symbol on the back.
"Well Harry can too," Fred shrugged, "must be a Potter thing." Fred laughed.
"What do you get..." George started.
"...when you mix two Potters?" Fred quickly asked.
"I don't know what?" Angelina smiled at Fred.
"I don't want to know." Chanse rolled her eyes at George.
"A dead Voldemort!" They both shouted, and then began to laugh uncontrollably.
Angelina and Chanse looked at each other and then leaned in and Angelina whispered, "Do you get it?"
"Nope..." Chanse whispered back, "but I don't have to deal with one of them as my boyfriend." Chanse smirked.
Right as Chanse smirked, Fred pulled Angelina back to him, and George pulled Chanse back to him. "Oh wait," George quickly pulled his arm out from behind Chanse, "You're Oliver's girlfriend!" He put his hands in his lap, and looked down at them.
"It's ok George," Chanse smiled at George, trying not to laugh, "Oliver knows you and I are just friends."
"Yeah whatever happened with you and Oliver?" Fred and George asked at the same time
"What do you mean?"
"Well he was in the coma and I was wondering if you guys hooked up after he got out of his coma." Fred smiled.
Chanse let out a smile laugh, and looked over the edge of the carriage and watched as the white snow, flew by the carriage faster then Chanse's eyes could watch. She remembered Oliver coming in her room dressed in the black robe, the rose, the necklace...the kiss...
"Oh no," Angelina yelled, "you can't just looked away from us...You have to answer us Chanse Potter!"
Chanse laughed and looked up at Fred, George, and Angelina, "Well, see..."
"Then he leaned in and kissed me, and then left because Cho started to wake up." Chanse smiled, as she looked at Angelina, who had a 'that's so cute' face, Fred, who was looking at Angelina then he looked at Chanse with a 'I wish you hadn't told that story, she's going to want that now' face, and George, who had a 'Oliver Wood, our Quidditch captain, did that for you?' face.
The carriages all came to a stop just before the second through sixth year's made the loud cluster of noise in the shadows and then came out into the light.
'For Merlin's sake I wish I knew how the hell they all get up here.' Chanse thought.
"Hey Angelina." Chanse shouted as she stepped down out of the carriage.
"Hey?"
"How do the second through sixth years get up to Hogwarts?"
"You should have come earlier." Angelina smirked and then ran off to catch up with Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell.
Chanse looked down at the ground and started to walk away, "Hey you...Gryffindor girl!" The driver of the carriage yelled.
Chanse turned around, "Who? Me?" she pointed at herself.
"Yes you," The driver laughed, "come shut the carriage door."
"Oh sorry."
Chanse walked back to the carriage a slowly shut the door behind her and then looked at the door and saw the Gryffindor crest painted on it. She slowly slid her hands down the cold wooden door, and ran her fingers over the crest. She stared at the crest, examining every color, and curve of the lion, until the driver gave the signal and the crest washed out from under her fingertips and back down the mountain.
She looked down at the ground and then looked up and saw that each carriage had some kind of Hogwarts' house symbols on the doors. Slowly, one by one, each crest moved back down the mountain...first came some Hufflepuff crest, then the Slytherins, and last were the Ravenclaw crests.
Chanse's eyes followed the carriages down the mountain, until the last Ravenclaw crest carriage was out of sight. Chanse continued staring, at once where the carriages were headed, but now were gone, when she got a soft cold feeling on the tip of her nose. She looked at her nose and saw a small snowflake on her nose, and then it melted on her nose.
She looked up at the soft grey sky, and saw soft white snowflakes falling from the sky. Chanse slightly smiled, and then looked back at Hogwarts.
"Come on Chanse!" Angelina yelled from the gates of Hogwarts.
"Coming!" Chanse screamed as she ran towards the gates.
When she was running, she saw, a couple feet ahead of her, Cho walking with Roger. Chanse sopped running and stood there...alone in the snow staring at Cho and Roger.
Cho looked back at Chanse and then looked down at the ground and turned back around and continued walking.
"Angelina I'll catch up with you inside!" Chanse yelled as she ran up to Cho and Roger. "Hey guys."
"Hey." Roger smiled.
"Hey." Cho whispered.
"Roger can I talk to Cho...alone."
"Yeah sure," Roger laughed, "I'll save you a seat honey." Roger kissed Cho's cheek and ran towards the gate.
"Cho something's bothering you." Chanse whispered.
"Nothings bothering me," Cho whispered back and began to walk quicker.
"Cho," Chanse grabbed Cho's arm, "something's bothering you...what?"
Cho stood there staring at the ground, not being able to look at Chanse in the face.
"Cho?" Chanse whispered.
Cho looked up at Chanse and had tears forming in her eyes. "Cho what's wrong?" Chanse whispered as she tried to pull Cho closer to her.
"It hurts seeing my best friend go to another house." Cho whispered, trying to cry.
"Cho I'm still a Ravenclaw at heart." Chanse smiled.
Cho softly grabbed Chanse's Gryffindor cape and tossed it to the side, "but you still ARE a Gryffindor, whether you're a Ravenclaw at heart." Cho sniffed her nose, and blinked her eyes, sending a small shimmering tear down to the ground, but before it hit the ground it frozen into a small icicle.
Chanse looked down at the tear, and then looked back up and saw Cho running towards the Hogwarts gates.
Chanse looked down looked up at where the Ravenclaw house was, and then she looked over at the Gryffindor tower, and stepped forward...crushing the tear under her foot.
Chanse turned around to the shattered pieces and bent down next to it, and stared at the pieces, seeing her reflection in a million pieces. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at the pieces, "Reparo." She whispered, and watched as the pieces slid together and slowly formed together to make up the tear, again.
She slid her wand back in her robe and picked up and the tear, and stood up. She turned the tear around several times, "Cho's crying cause I'm leaving." She whispered, aloud, "but I'm not leaving so these tears are useless."
Chanse took a deep breath it and let the crystal tear slid out of her hands, and smash against the cold, white, ground, and all Chanse did was walk back to Hogwarts with her head down.
Chanse got inside and found all the students standing around waiting to hear what they were supposed to do. Chanse walked to the outside of the circle and opened her letter and read it.
"Second through seventh years over here," Professor Flitwick screamed over the students, "please calm down!"
Chanse smiled at the sound of Flitwick's voice, and pushed the letter in her pocket and made her way through some people and saw professor Flitwick standing on the ground, with the smallest students towering over him, "Hello Professor." Chanse smiled.
Flitwick looked up at Chanse, and slightly smiled, "Hello Chanse." He flashed a quick smile and then looked down at the ground.
"What's wrong professor?" Chanse smiled, "not you too." She sighed.
Flitwick looked back up at Chanse, "It's just hard seeing you in Gryffindor clothes." Flitwick smiled.
Chanse bent down on the ground, "I'm still a Ravenclaw."
"At heart, I know." The small professor smiled.
Chanse smirked and picked up professor Flitwick, and held him above her head, and let him stand on her shoulders. "What in Merlin's name are you doing Chanse?" Flitwick screamed.
"Letting you get everybody's attention." Chanse smiled.
The professor looked nervously at Chanse, and then looked out at all the students, "Second through seventh years please, may I have your attention!" he yelled, and within minutes everyone was silent.
"If you would please follow me," Flitwick cleared his throat, "so we may be ready for the new students."
"Ready professor?" Chanse whispered.
"Yes Chanse up those stairs at to your right, then stop."
Chanse did as she was told and walked up a flight of stairs and turned right then stopped.
"Now Chanse turned left and go down the hallway till there's a door on your left, and go in there then set me down."
Chanse, again, did as she was told she turned left and walked down the hallway till there was a door, and she set down professor Flitwick and opened the door, and let the small professor enter the room. Chanse followed behind him and so did the rest of the school and soon everyone was in the Great Hall getting settled in there house seats.
Chanse started to walk over to the Ravenclaw table when Angelina grabbed Chanse's arm and led her over to the Gryffindor table. "That would have been a tad embarrassing for you, if I had let you sit down over there." Angelina laughed.
"Yeah," Chanse smiled, "but you sat over there once."
"But that was later in the year."
Chanse smiled and looked around the room, and saw that her and Angelina were some of the first people to actually sit down.
"Wonder where Oliver is?" Angelina excitedly asked, as she looked around.
"Fred, George, Lee over here!" Angelina waved. "Alicia, Katie, Natalie come here!"
"Harry, Ron, Hermione over here!" Chanse signaled to the trio.
Soon the majority of the room was settled in their seats.
"I haven't seen Oliver yet." Angelina whispered, loudly, to Chanse.
"I didn't see him at the train station either." Lee interrupted.
"Do you think everything's ok?" Alicia asked.
"Yeah." Fred shrugged.
Soon the giant Great Hall doors slowly opened and McGonagall walked through them with a large trail of small kids following behind her, in aw of the giant room and of the students.
"He's probably with Puddlemere," Harry smiled at Chanse.
"Stupid Puddlemere," Ron huffed under his breath.
"Is there something you would like to say Ronald?" Angelina smirked.
"Just that Chudley Cannons are going to kick Puddlemere United's ass this year, in the Quidditch Cup," Ron smiled, "that's all."
"I doubt Chudley Canons will win this year..." Chanse started to say.
"Yeah because they have to wait till Cho and I get there." Angelina smirked.
"Yeah," Ron smiled at Chanse, "Puddlemere sucks ass."
"Ron you're going to get your ass kicked." Hermione laughed.
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked, nervously.
"Oliver's signed to Puddlemere." Harry laughed.
Ron looked up at Chanse who had a smug look on her face, "and so am I."
Angelina looked as though she was going to say something when McGonagall yelled, "Maggie Bradshaw!" A young girl stuck a small quill in her dark brown hair and skipped up to the stool, flared her cloak out and sat down on the stool, making a couple of the first years laugh aloud.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The Sorting Hat rang out, as Professor McGonagall pulled the hat off of Maggie's head.
Maggie turned around to the hat and High Table, bowing to the High Table and hat and skipped off to the Hufflepuff table, as a smile grew across everyone's face, in the Great Hall from Maggie's little 'act'.
"Brooke Congar!"
A tall, skinny girl started to walk up to the stool and sat down. When she sat down she pulled off a rubber-band off her wrist, and looked up at Professor McGonagall, "Excuse me professor." She slightly laughed, as she threw her hair up in a ponytail, "ok, I'm ready now."
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Laramie Deirdre!"
A dark red-haired girl walked up, in a and sat down on the stool, and looked up at McGonagall started to place the Sorting Hat on her head, when she looked down at Laramie, "What is that on your nose, young lady?"
"It's a nose ring." The girl laughed, as she watched McGonagall pulled the hat back to her chest.
"Nose rings and other piercing, like that, are not allowed here."
"Muggle-born." Katie smirked at the girl.
Little snickers came from Slytherin, as the girly shot them a look, "Oh, alright." The girl sighed, as she lifted her tiny hands up, and popped off the nose ring, held it up to McGonagall.
"All right then." McGonagall snatched the ring out of the girl's hand, and stuffed it into her pocket, "Moving on." She scoffed, as she dropped the hat on the girl's head.
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Alexis Wearson!"
A small girl with a dark colored hair, it was either dark red or brown, Chanse couldn't really tell. She had sweet caring face, but as soon as she took her seat on the stool Chanse looked into the little first year's eyes, and saw something inside this girl that wasn't right.
"SLYTHERIN!"
'And that's it...That's why something doesn't seem right about her.' Chanse laughed in her head, as the girl walked over to the Slytherin table.
"Fancy Ashton!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Jamie Gurrath!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Alisha Enchantra!"
Chanse watched as a small blonde girl walked up to the stool, with confidence, and sat down. Chanse looked deep into the girl's piercing baby blue eyes, which looked out at the other people in the Great Hall.
"SLY..." Alisha's mouth dropped wide open, "no...GRYFFINDOR!" Alisha's shoulders dropped down in relief as she happily stood up and walked to the Gryffindor table.
"Madeleine Luvboiness!"
Chanse watched as a short blonde girl walked up to the stool and sat down, smiling at everyone else in the Great Hall. She swung her feet as the hat pondered as to where to put her.
"SLYTHERIN!"
Madeleine's feet quickly stopped swinging, and her jaw dropped, as she looked up at the hat.
"YOU'RE FUCKING JOKING, RIGHT!?" The girl screamed, as she stood up and looked at the hat, "I should be the shit out of you right now, you stupid ass hat!"
Madeleine straightened her back in shock as to what she just said, "You're definitely a Slytherin." The hat chuckled.
The girl's shoulders sank down as she shuffled to the Slytherin table. When she got there she sat down next to someone and sighed.
Chanse watched as she had sat down next to Draco Malfoy, and he started to say something to Madeleine and she looked up at him and did a double take.
"I think Pansy has some competition." Chanse laughed to Fred, as she pointed as Madeleine, who was flirting with Draco.
"Fay Mystically!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Shadun Musey!"
A tall girl, with long red hair, walked slowly walked up to the Sorting Hat, and sat down. She swung her feet back and forth, impatiently, as McGonagall, slowly, placed the hat on her head.
"Difficult...very," The Hat pondered, "Hyper like Hufflepuffs, but also like evil like the Slytherins...ah, here it is...SLYTHERIN!" Shadun smiled, as McGonagall pulled the hat off her head, and Shadun ran over to the Slytherin table.
"Wow I could have sworn she was going to Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw, or Gryffindor...but not Slytherin." Ron laughed.
Chanse smiled as she watched Shadun sit down at the Slytherin table, next to Blaise Zabini. A smirked slipped passed Chanse's mouth as she thought, 'She not like most Slytherins...just like Blaise.'
"What are you thinking, Chanse?" Harry whispered, as he tried to study Chanse and Shadun at the same time.
"Well you know that Shadun girl?"
"Yeah," Harry laughed, "she's a Slytherin."
"I don't think she's like most Slytherins." Chanse smirked.
"What do you mean?" Harry gasped.
"I think she's like Blaise."
Chanse and Harry looked over at the Slytherin table and saw Blaise and Shadun talking and laughing with each other, and then Shadun looked over at Chanse and smiled at her.
"See?" Chanse whispered, with a smile.
"Kicki Boxton!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Summers Marijun!"
Chanse raised an eyebrow as she saw the girl casually walk up to the stool and sit down. Summers was dressed in regular first year robes, just like the rest, except for the fact that she had green and grey striped socks on.
"You think she wants to be in Slytherin much?" Chanse laughed, to George.
"Just maybe."
"SLYTHERIN!"
Summers smirked at Chanse, like she heard her, and casually walked over to the Slytherin table.
"Jessica Thorn!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Lenna Angelus!"
A small girl, with dirty blonde hair, confidently walked up to the stool and sat down. She gazed out into the great hall, piercing everyone's minds with her sliver blue eyes.
"Wow, check her eyes." Dean laughed, "They look like Draco's." he laughed again.
The few people that heard Dean, turned and looked at the Slytherin table, in the direction of Draco Malfoy. He looked over at the Gryffindors and smirked.
"Draco doesn't have a sister does he?" Harry whispered to Ron.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"If he does," Ron watched as Lenna jumped off the stool and walked to the Gryffindor table, "she's nothing like him."
"Anna-Marie Toony!"
Chanse watched as a tall girl, which looked like she could be a second year, sat down on the stool. Chanse examined the girl, and then looked over at the Ravenclaw table and saw Penelope Clearwater and Padma Patil sitting next to each other. Chanse looked at them and then looked back at the girl.
'She kinda looks like Penelope, with her black curly hair...but she also looks like Padma and Pavati with the long length of her hair.' Chanse laughed in her head.
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Peter Adamson!"
Chanse watched as a tall, muscular boy walked up to the stool and took his seat. Chanse could tell he was going to be put in Slytherin. He gazed around the room like if the teachers weren't there he would use Avada Kedavra on everyone in the room.
"SLYTHERIN!"
The boy grinned one of the evilest grins Chanse had ever seen as he walked to sit at the Slytherin table.
"Jen Diamond!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Flora Signally!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Brianna Decflutie!" Chanse saw McGonagall into the crowd of first years, and repeated, "Brianna Decflutie!"
Chanse saw a little girl, with a mixture of dark and light brown hair, stop laughing with her friends and walked up to the stool and sit down. Chanse could tell the girl was a little nervous, because she was looking around the room at each table, almost like she was deciding which table she would rather go to...
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Elizabeth Bione!"
Chanse watched as a small girl with brown, tightly curled hair sat down on the stool, and looked up at McGonagall, "Professor I prefer Liz."
"I'm sorry Liz...Liz Bione!"
"You have great courage...GRYFFINDOR!"
Liz jumped off the stool and walked to the Gryffindor table and sat on the other side of Harry, and looked around the table, as the other Gryffindors shook her hand. Liz looked across at Chanse and smiled, "Nice job with McGonagall." Chanse smirked.
"Thanks, but it's the truth I like Liz better."
"I'm the same way," Chanse sighed, "My first name's Foxlin, but my middle name's Chanse, so I go by that." She laughed.
"Emily Goh!"
Chanse looked Alicia's head and could barely see the girl who walked up to the stool, but she saw a head of light brown hair, that wasn't straight but Chanse was to far away to tell.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Chanse saw the girl push her way through the crowd of the other first years and take her seat on the other side of the Gryffindor table, next to Liz. Chanse examined the girl; she was a beautiful Asian girl, with light brown zigzag hair.
"Hi I'm..." Chanse started to introduce herself to the new Gryffindor but Professor McGonagall began to shout out another students name...
"Kirstyn Burgh!"
Chanse quickly looked up and saw Milo's little sister walked up and sit down on the stool.
"You ok Chanse?" Angelina laughed, "You look like you've seen a ghost."
Chanse didn't say anything.
"You're a difficult one," The hat pondered, "potential for Slytherin."
Chanse jaw dropped open.
"Chanse you're scaring me now."
"Shhh Angelina," Chanse hissed, "I know this girl."
"Sorry." Angelina sighed.
"Sorry, I just didn't know she was a witch."
"Understandable." Angelina slightly laughed.
"But I can see if you were in Slytherin, you wouldn't reach your full potential...If you were in Hufflepuff you would go insane."
"Probably." The little girl laughed, as the Hufflepuffs glared at her.
"So Gryffindor or Ravenclaw...hmm?"
Chanse looked around at the teachers and she saw Professor Snape leaning towards the hat.
"I know which one...but you're scared to be in it," Chanse saw Kirstyn lower her head, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Chanse stood up and clapped wildly, as she saw Kirstyn slowly walk back to her seat.
"Kirstyn!" Chanse screamed as she walked jogged over to Kirstyn.
"Chanse?" Kirstyn shouted, "CHANSE!" She yelled as she ran to Chanse's arms.
"I didn't know you were a witch."
"Yup." Kirstyn smiled.
"What about Milo?" Chanse smiled.
Kirstyn looked down at the ground, "He's a wizard too."
"Where is he?"
"Bulgaria."
"What's in Bulgaria?"
"His school." Kirstyn sighed.
"Well I'm upsetting you talking about Milo, so I'll stop."
"Thank you."
Chanse and Kirstyn went and sat down,
"Hey I'm Emily Goh." Emily introduced herself to Kirstyn, "But you can just call me Mickey Mouse."
"Are you Muggle born?" Chanse asked.
"Yup."
"I guessed that, with the whole name of 'Mickey Mouse'," Chanse laughed, "I was raised in the Muggle world."
"I'm Liz Bione." Liz smiled as she leaned forward for Kirstyn to be able to see her.
"Well I'm Chanse Potter, and if you guys ever need anything just tell me, and I'll try...keyword being TRY...to help you." Chanse smiled.
"Ok." All three girls said at once, and then laughed.
A smile played across Chanse's face as she watched the three girls talk, laugh, and become close friends.
"I heard your mom got remarried, tell her congrats for me." Chanse said, as McGonagall glared out at everyone, as she continued to read the list of new students to be sorted.
"Will do." Kirstyn smiled, and then hugged Chanse, "I'm so happy that I know someone here."
Chanse hugged Kirstyn back, and looked up at Snape and he was glaring at Chanse, "Kirstyn this is my brother Harry."
Kirstyn looked across the table and shook Harry's hand, "Nice to meet you...wait...are you Harry Potter?"
"Yup." Harry laughed.
"My dad doesn't like you." Kirstyn teased.
"Whose your dad?" Harry asked.
"Severus."
"SEVERUS SNAPE?!" Harry yelled.
"Yeah the Potions teacher." Kirstyn smiled.
"Now I know why you were scared about being put in Gryffindor." Chanse nudged.
"Yeah." Kirstyn looked down and sighed.
"It's ok," Chanse put her arm around her, "I'll take care of you." Chanse smiled.
Kirstyn looked up at Chanse and smiled.
The list went on and on and finally all the new first years were sorted into their houses, and the first of the year feast began.
"So Chanse," Alicia smirked, as Chanse looked up, "what's it like to know that you're going to have a new beginning as a Gryffindor?"
Chanse looked passed Alicia and saw Cho staring at her, 'She heard her.' Chanse thought as she saw Cho looked at her and then looked away.
"Chanse?" Alicia laughed as she waved her hands.
"I have to do something..." Chanse stood up and quickly walked out of the Great Hall.
Chapter 2: Crash
Chanse climbed in the carriage after Angelina and her Angelina, Fred, and George all sat down in their seats (Angelina next to Fred and George next to Chanse) and pulled their blankets over their laps, and in a few moments Chanse heard the driver give the signal and the carriage was off.
Chanse looked out onto the white wonderland and looked all around her at all the other carriages. She looked up at the top of the mountain and saw the tip of Gryffindor tower. She sat staring at the tower and began to think about how just two years ago she was a regular person in the world, and then one year later BOOM she's a witch.
"Chanse you excited?" George asked with his natural sly smile across his face.
Chanse came out of her daze and looked at George, "Yeah." She smiled.
George's smile grew larger, and he put his arm behind Chanse, and then looked over and Angelina and Fred, "Oh look at the Chaser and Beater all snuggly together." George mocked.
Chanse looked over at Angelina and Fred and saw Angelina laying her head on Fred's shoulder, "Shut up George, it's cute."
"How could you tell us apart?!" George and Fred yelled at the same time.
Angelina looked over at Chanse, and then at Fred and George, "You guys are dumbasses." Angelina laughed.
"Well you're dating one of us." George teased.
"Shut up George." Chanse smirked.
"HOW CAN YOU GUYS TELL US APART?!" they screamed again.
"Well in case you didn't notice," Chanse said a little irritated, "Fred's dating Angelina...not you, George." Chanse pointed at Fred, who blushed.
"Oh yeah." George huffed and his shoulders relaxed.
"Also I've always been able to tell you two apart." Chanse smirked.
"HOW?!" Angelina, Fred, and George shouted.
"I don't know I guess I just have been able to."
A loud screech came from the sky, and Fred, George, Angelina, and Chanse looked up in the sky and saw a small bird flying in the sky. The bird flew down to Chanse and landed on Chanse's shoulder and dropped a small envelope in her hands, and then flew off.
"What's that?" Angelina asked.
"I don't know." Chanse flipped the letter over and saw a small red wax stamp of Puddlemere's symbol on the back.
"Well Harry can too," Fred shrugged, "must be a Potter thing." Fred laughed.
"What do you get..." George started.
"...when you mix two Potters?" Fred quickly asked.
"I don't know what?" Angelina smiled at Fred.
"I don't want to know." Chanse rolled her eyes at George.
"A dead Voldemort!" They both shouted, and then began to laugh uncontrollably.
Angelina and Chanse looked at each other and then leaned in and Angelina whispered, "Do you get it?"
"Nope..." Chanse whispered back, "but I don't have to deal with one of them as my boyfriend." Chanse smirked.
Right as Chanse smirked, Fred pulled Angelina back to him, and George pulled Chanse back to him. "Oh wait," George quickly pulled his arm out from behind Chanse, "You're Oliver's girlfriend!" He put his hands in his lap, and looked down at them.
"It's ok George," Chanse smiled at George, trying not to laugh, "Oliver knows you and I are just friends."
"Yeah whatever happened with you and Oliver?" Fred and George asked at the same time
"What do you mean?"
"Well he was in the coma and I was wondering if you guys hooked up after he got out of his coma." Fred smiled.
Chanse let out a smile laugh, and looked over the edge of the carriage and watched as the white snow, flew by the carriage faster then Chanse's eyes could watch. She remembered Oliver coming in her room dressed in the black robe, the rose, the necklace...the kiss...
"Oh no," Angelina yelled, "you can't just looked away from us...You have to answer us Chanse Potter!"
Chanse laughed and looked up at Fred, George, and Angelina, "Well, see..."
"Then he leaned in and kissed me, and then left because Cho started to wake up." Chanse smiled, as she looked at Angelina, who had a 'that's so cute' face, Fred, who was looking at Angelina then he looked at Chanse with a 'I wish you hadn't told that story, she's going to want that now' face, and George, who had a 'Oliver Wood, our Quidditch captain, did that for you?' face.
The carriages all came to a stop just before the second through sixth year's made the loud cluster of noise in the shadows and then came out into the light.
'For Merlin's sake I wish I knew how the hell they all get up here.' Chanse thought.
"Hey Angelina." Chanse shouted as she stepped down out of the carriage.
"Hey?"
"How do the second through sixth years get up to Hogwarts?"
"You should have come earlier." Angelina smirked and then ran off to catch up with Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell.
Chanse looked down at the ground and started to walk away, "Hey you...Gryffindor girl!" The driver of the carriage yelled.
Chanse turned around, "Who? Me?" she pointed at herself.
"Yes you," The driver laughed, "come shut the carriage door."
"Oh sorry."
Chanse walked back to the carriage a slowly shut the door behind her and then looked at the door and saw the Gryffindor crest painted on it. She slowly slid her hands down the cold wooden door, and ran her fingers over the crest. She stared at the crest, examining every color, and curve of the lion, until the driver gave the signal and the crest washed out from under her fingertips and back down the mountain.
She looked down at the ground and then looked up and saw that each carriage had some kind of Hogwarts' house symbols on the doors. Slowly, one by one, each crest moved back down the mountain...first came some Hufflepuff crest, then the Slytherins, and last were the Ravenclaw crests.
Chanse's eyes followed the carriages down the mountain, until the last Ravenclaw crest carriage was out of sight. Chanse continued staring, at once where the carriages were headed, but now were gone, when she got a soft cold feeling on the tip of her nose. She looked at her nose and saw a small snowflake on her nose, and then it melted on her nose.
She looked up at the soft grey sky, and saw soft white snowflakes falling from the sky. Chanse slightly smiled, and then looked back at Hogwarts.
"Come on Chanse!" Angelina yelled from the gates of Hogwarts.
"Coming!" Chanse screamed as she ran towards the gates.
When she was running, she saw, a couple feet ahead of her, Cho walking with Roger. Chanse sopped running and stood there...alone in the snow staring at Cho and Roger.
Cho looked back at Chanse and then looked down at the ground and turned back around and continued walking.
"Angelina I'll catch up with you inside!" Chanse yelled as she ran up to Cho and Roger. "Hey guys."
"Hey." Roger smiled.
"Hey." Cho whispered.
"Roger can I talk to Cho...alone."
"Yeah sure," Roger laughed, "I'll save you a seat honey." Roger kissed Cho's cheek and ran towards the gate.
"Cho something's bothering you." Chanse whispered.
"Nothings bothering me," Cho whispered back and began to walk quicker.
"Cho," Chanse grabbed Cho's arm, "something's bothering you...what?"
Cho stood there staring at the ground, not being able to look at Chanse in the face.
"Cho?" Chanse whispered.
Cho looked up at Chanse and had tears forming in her eyes. "Cho what's wrong?" Chanse whispered as she tried to pull Cho closer to her.
"It hurts seeing my best friend go to another house." Cho whispered, trying to cry.
"Cho I'm still a Ravenclaw at heart." Chanse smiled.
Cho softly grabbed Chanse's Gryffindor cape and tossed it to the side, "but you still ARE a Gryffindor, whether you're a Ravenclaw at heart." Cho sniffed her nose, and blinked her eyes, sending a small shimmering tear down to the ground, but before it hit the ground it frozen into a small icicle.
Chanse looked down at the tear, and then looked back up and saw Cho running towards the Hogwarts gates.
Chanse looked down looked up at where the Ravenclaw house was, and then she looked over at the Gryffindor tower, and stepped forward...crushing the tear under her foot.
Chanse turned around to the shattered pieces and bent down next to it, and stared at the pieces, seeing her reflection in a million pieces. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at the pieces, "Reparo." She whispered, and watched as the pieces slid together and slowly formed together to make up the tear, again.
She slid her wand back in her robe and picked up and the tear, and stood up. She turned the tear around several times, "Cho's crying cause I'm leaving." She whispered, aloud, "but I'm not leaving so these tears are useless."
Chanse took a deep breath it and let the crystal tear slid out of her hands, and smash against the cold, white, ground, and all Chanse did was walk back to Hogwarts with her head down.
Chanse got inside and found all the students standing around waiting to hear what they were supposed to do. Chanse walked to the outside of the circle and opened her letter and read it.
"Second through seventh years over here," Professor Flitwick screamed over the students, "please calm down!"
Chanse smiled at the sound of Flitwick's voice, and pushed the letter in her pocket and made her way through some people and saw professor Flitwick standing on the ground, with the smallest students towering over him, "Hello Professor." Chanse smiled.
Flitwick looked up at Chanse, and slightly smiled, "Hello Chanse." He flashed a quick smile and then looked down at the ground.
"What's wrong professor?" Chanse smiled, "not you too." She sighed.
Flitwick looked back up at Chanse, "It's just hard seeing you in Gryffindor clothes." Flitwick smiled.
Chanse bent down on the ground, "I'm still a Ravenclaw."
"At heart, I know." The small professor smiled.
Chanse smirked and picked up professor Flitwick, and held him above her head, and let him stand on her shoulders. "What in Merlin's name are you doing Chanse?" Flitwick screamed.
"Letting you get everybody's attention." Chanse smiled.
The professor looked nervously at Chanse, and then looked out at all the students, "Second through seventh years please, may I have your attention!" he yelled, and within minutes everyone was silent.
"If you would please follow me," Flitwick cleared his throat, "so we may be ready for the new students."
"Ready professor?" Chanse whispered.
"Yes Chanse up those stairs at to your right, then stop."
Chanse did as she was told and walked up a flight of stairs and turned right then stopped.
"Now Chanse turned left and go down the hallway till there's a door on your left, and go in there then set me down."
Chanse, again, did as she was told she turned left and walked down the hallway till there was a door, and she set down professor Flitwick and opened the door, and let the small professor enter the room. Chanse followed behind him and so did the rest of the school and soon everyone was in the Great Hall getting settled in there house seats.
Chanse started to walk over to the Ravenclaw table when Angelina grabbed Chanse's arm and led her over to the Gryffindor table. "That would have been a tad embarrassing for you, if I had let you sit down over there." Angelina laughed.
"Yeah," Chanse smiled, "but you sat over there once."
"But that was later in the year."
Chanse smiled and looked around the room, and saw that her and Angelina were some of the first people to actually sit down.
"Wonder where Oliver is?" Angelina excitedly asked, as she looked around.
"Fred, George, Lee over here!" Angelina waved. "Alicia, Katie, Natalie come here!"
"Harry, Ron, Hermione over here!" Chanse signaled to the trio.
Soon the majority of the room was settled in their seats.
"I haven't seen Oliver yet." Angelina whispered, loudly, to Chanse.
"I didn't see him at the train station either." Lee interrupted.
"Do you think everything's ok?" Alicia asked.
"Yeah." Fred shrugged.
Soon the giant Great Hall doors slowly opened and McGonagall walked through them with a large trail of small kids following behind her, in aw of the giant room and of the students.
"He's probably with Puddlemere," Harry smiled at Chanse.
"Stupid Puddlemere," Ron huffed under his breath.
"Is there something you would like to say Ronald?" Angelina smirked.
"Just that Chudley Cannons are going to kick Puddlemere United's ass this year, in the Quidditch Cup," Ron smiled, "that's all."
"I doubt Chudley Canons will win this year..." Chanse started to say.
"Yeah because they have to wait till Cho and I get there." Angelina smirked.
"Yeah," Ron smiled at Chanse, "Puddlemere sucks ass."
"Ron you're going to get your ass kicked." Hermione laughed.
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked, nervously.
"Oliver's signed to Puddlemere." Harry laughed.
Ron looked up at Chanse who had a smug look on her face, "and so am I."
Angelina looked as though she was going to say something when McGonagall yelled, "Maggie Bradshaw!" A young girl stuck a small quill in her dark brown hair and skipped up to the stool, flared her cloak out and sat down on the stool, making a couple of the first years laugh aloud.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The Sorting Hat rang out, as Professor McGonagall pulled the hat off of Maggie's head.
Maggie turned around to the hat and High Table, bowing to the High Table and hat and skipped off to the Hufflepuff table, as a smile grew across everyone's face, in the Great Hall from Maggie's little 'act'.
"Brooke Congar!"
A tall, skinny girl started to walk up to the stool and sat down. When she sat down she pulled off a rubber-band off her wrist, and looked up at Professor McGonagall, "Excuse me professor." She slightly laughed, as she threw her hair up in a ponytail, "ok, I'm ready now."
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Laramie Deirdre!"
A dark red-haired girl walked up, in a and sat down on the stool, and looked up at McGonagall started to place the Sorting Hat on her head, when she looked down at Laramie, "What is that on your nose, young lady?"
"It's a nose ring." The girl laughed, as she watched McGonagall pulled the hat back to her chest.
"Nose rings and other piercing, like that, are not allowed here."
"Muggle-born." Katie smirked at the girl.
Little snickers came from Slytherin, as the girly shot them a look, "Oh, alright." The girl sighed, as she lifted her tiny hands up, and popped off the nose ring, held it up to McGonagall.
"All right then." McGonagall snatched the ring out of the girl's hand, and stuffed it into her pocket, "Moving on." She scoffed, as she dropped the hat on the girl's head.
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Alexis Wearson!"
A small girl with a dark colored hair, it was either dark red or brown, Chanse couldn't really tell. She had sweet caring face, but as soon as she took her seat on the stool Chanse looked into the little first year's eyes, and saw something inside this girl that wasn't right.
"SLYTHERIN!"
'And that's it...That's why something doesn't seem right about her.' Chanse laughed in her head, as the girl walked over to the Slytherin table.
"Fancy Ashton!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Jamie Gurrath!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Alisha Enchantra!"
Chanse watched as a small blonde girl walked up to the stool, with confidence, and sat down. Chanse looked deep into the girl's piercing baby blue eyes, which looked out at the other people in the Great Hall.
"SLY..." Alisha's mouth dropped wide open, "no...GRYFFINDOR!" Alisha's shoulders dropped down in relief as she happily stood up and walked to the Gryffindor table.
"Madeleine Luvboiness!"
Chanse watched as a short blonde girl walked up to the stool and sat down, smiling at everyone else in the Great Hall. She swung her feet as the hat pondered as to where to put her.
"SLYTHERIN!"
Madeleine's feet quickly stopped swinging, and her jaw dropped, as she looked up at the hat.
"YOU'RE FUCKING JOKING, RIGHT!?" The girl screamed, as she stood up and looked at the hat, "I should be the shit out of you right now, you stupid ass hat!"
Madeleine straightened her back in shock as to what she just said, "You're definitely a Slytherin." The hat chuckled.
The girl's shoulders sank down as she shuffled to the Slytherin table. When she got there she sat down next to someone and sighed.
Chanse watched as she had sat down next to Draco Malfoy, and he started to say something to Madeleine and she looked up at him and did a double take.
"I think Pansy has some competition." Chanse laughed to Fred, as she pointed as Madeleine, who was flirting with Draco.
"Fay Mystically!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Shadun Musey!"
A tall girl, with long red hair, walked slowly walked up to the Sorting Hat, and sat down. She swung her feet back and forth, impatiently, as McGonagall, slowly, placed the hat on her head.
"Difficult...very," The Hat pondered, "Hyper like Hufflepuffs, but also like evil like the Slytherins...ah, here it is...SLYTHERIN!" Shadun smiled, as McGonagall pulled the hat off her head, and Shadun ran over to the Slytherin table.
"Wow I could have sworn she was going to Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw, or Gryffindor...but not Slytherin." Ron laughed.
Chanse smiled as she watched Shadun sit down at the Slytherin table, next to Blaise Zabini. A smirked slipped passed Chanse's mouth as she thought, 'She not like most Slytherins...just like Blaise.'
"What are you thinking, Chanse?" Harry whispered, as he tried to study Chanse and Shadun at the same time.
"Well you know that Shadun girl?"
"Yeah," Harry laughed, "she's a Slytherin."
"I don't think she's like most Slytherins." Chanse smirked.
"What do you mean?" Harry gasped.
"I think she's like Blaise."
Chanse and Harry looked over at the Slytherin table and saw Blaise and Shadun talking and laughing with each other, and then Shadun looked over at Chanse and smiled at her.
"See?" Chanse whispered, with a smile.
"Kicki Boxton!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Summers Marijun!"
Chanse raised an eyebrow as she saw the girl casually walk up to the stool and sit down. Summers was dressed in regular first year robes, just like the rest, except for the fact that she had green and grey striped socks on.
"You think she wants to be in Slytherin much?" Chanse laughed, to George.
"Just maybe."
"SLYTHERIN!"
Summers smirked at Chanse, like she heard her, and casually walked over to the Slytherin table.
"Jessica Thorn!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Lenna Angelus!"
A small girl, with dirty blonde hair, confidently walked up to the stool and sat down. She gazed out into the great hall, piercing everyone's minds with her sliver blue eyes.
"Wow, check her eyes." Dean laughed, "They look like Draco's." he laughed again.
The few people that heard Dean, turned and looked at the Slytherin table, in the direction of Draco Malfoy. He looked over at the Gryffindors and smirked.
"Draco doesn't have a sister does he?" Harry whispered to Ron.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"If he does," Ron watched as Lenna jumped off the stool and walked to the Gryffindor table, "she's nothing like him."
"Anna-Marie Toony!"
Chanse watched as a tall girl, which looked like she could be a second year, sat down on the stool. Chanse examined the girl, and then looked over at the Ravenclaw table and saw Penelope Clearwater and Padma Patil sitting next to each other. Chanse looked at them and then looked back at the girl.
'She kinda looks like Penelope, with her black curly hair...but she also looks like Padma and Pavati with the long length of her hair.' Chanse laughed in her head.
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Peter Adamson!"
Chanse watched as a tall, muscular boy walked up to the stool and took his seat. Chanse could tell he was going to be put in Slytherin. He gazed around the room like if the teachers weren't there he would use Avada Kedavra on everyone in the room.
"SLYTHERIN!"
The boy grinned one of the evilest grins Chanse had ever seen as he walked to sit at the Slytherin table.
"Jen Diamond!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Flora Signally!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Brianna Decflutie!" Chanse saw McGonagall into the crowd of first years, and repeated, "Brianna Decflutie!"
Chanse saw a little girl, with a mixture of dark and light brown hair, stop laughing with her friends and walked up to the stool and sit down. Chanse could tell the girl was a little nervous, because she was looking around the room at each table, almost like she was deciding which table she would rather go to...
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Elizabeth Bione!"
Chanse watched as a small girl with brown, tightly curled hair sat down on the stool, and looked up at McGonagall, "Professor I prefer Liz."
"I'm sorry Liz...Liz Bione!"
"You have great courage...GRYFFINDOR!"
Liz jumped off the stool and walked to the Gryffindor table and sat on the other side of Harry, and looked around the table, as the other Gryffindors shook her hand. Liz looked across at Chanse and smiled, "Nice job with McGonagall." Chanse smirked.
"Thanks, but it's the truth I like Liz better."
"I'm the same way," Chanse sighed, "My first name's Foxlin, but my middle name's Chanse, so I go by that." She laughed.
"Emily Goh!"
Chanse looked Alicia's head and could barely see the girl who walked up to the stool, but she saw a head of light brown hair, that wasn't straight but Chanse was to far away to tell.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Chanse saw the girl push her way through the crowd of the other first years and take her seat on the other side of the Gryffindor table, next to Liz. Chanse examined the girl; she was a beautiful Asian girl, with light brown zigzag hair.
"Hi I'm..." Chanse started to introduce herself to the new Gryffindor but Professor McGonagall began to shout out another students name...
"Kirstyn Burgh!"
Chanse quickly looked up and saw Milo's little sister walked up and sit down on the stool.
"You ok Chanse?" Angelina laughed, "You look like you've seen a ghost."
Chanse didn't say anything.
"You're a difficult one," The hat pondered, "potential for Slytherin."
Chanse jaw dropped open.
"Chanse you're scaring me now."
"Shhh Angelina," Chanse hissed, "I know this girl."
"Sorry." Angelina sighed.
"Sorry, I just didn't know she was a witch."
"Understandable." Angelina slightly laughed.
"But I can see if you were in Slytherin, you wouldn't reach your full potential...If you were in Hufflepuff you would go insane."
"Probably." The little girl laughed, as the Hufflepuffs glared at her.
"So Gryffindor or Ravenclaw...hmm?"
Chanse looked around at the teachers and she saw Professor Snape leaning towards the hat.
"I know which one...but you're scared to be in it," Chanse saw Kirstyn lower her head, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Chanse stood up and clapped wildly, as she saw Kirstyn slowly walk back to her seat.
"Kirstyn!" Chanse screamed as she walked jogged over to Kirstyn.
"Chanse?" Kirstyn shouted, "CHANSE!" She yelled as she ran to Chanse's arms.
"I didn't know you were a witch."
"Yup." Kirstyn smiled.
"What about Milo?" Chanse smiled.
Kirstyn looked down at the ground, "He's a wizard too."
"Where is he?"
"Bulgaria."
"What's in Bulgaria?"
"His school." Kirstyn sighed.
"Well I'm upsetting you talking about Milo, so I'll stop."
"Thank you."
Chanse and Kirstyn went and sat down,
"Hey I'm Emily Goh." Emily introduced herself to Kirstyn, "But you can just call me Mickey Mouse."
"Are you Muggle born?" Chanse asked.
"Yup."
"I guessed that, with the whole name of 'Mickey Mouse'," Chanse laughed, "I was raised in the Muggle world."
"I'm Liz Bione." Liz smiled as she leaned forward for Kirstyn to be able to see her.
"Well I'm Chanse Potter, and if you guys ever need anything just tell me, and I'll try...keyword being TRY...to help you." Chanse smiled.
"Ok." All three girls said at once, and then laughed.
A smile played across Chanse's face as she watched the three girls talk, laugh, and become close friends.
"I heard your mom got remarried, tell her congrats for me." Chanse said, as McGonagall glared out at everyone, as she continued to read the list of new students to be sorted.
"Will do." Kirstyn smiled, and then hugged Chanse, "I'm so happy that I know someone here."
Chanse hugged Kirstyn back, and looked up at Snape and he was glaring at Chanse, "Kirstyn this is my brother Harry."
Kirstyn looked across the table and shook Harry's hand, "Nice to meet you...wait...are you Harry Potter?"
"Yup." Harry laughed.
"My dad doesn't like you." Kirstyn teased.
"Whose your dad?" Harry asked.
"Severus."
"SEVERUS SNAPE?!" Harry yelled.
"Yeah the Potions teacher." Kirstyn smiled.
"Now I know why you were scared about being put in Gryffindor." Chanse nudged.
"Yeah." Kirstyn looked down and sighed.
"It's ok," Chanse put her arm around her, "I'll take care of you." Chanse smiled.
Kirstyn looked up at Chanse and smiled.
The list went on and on and finally all the new first years were sorted into their houses, and the first of the year feast began.
"So Chanse," Alicia smirked, as Chanse looked up, "what's it like to know that you're going to have a new beginning as a Gryffindor?"
Chanse looked passed Alicia and saw Cho staring at her, 'She heard her.' Chanse thought as she saw Cho looked at her and then looked away.
"Chanse?" Alicia laughed as she waved her hands.
"I have to do something..." Chanse stood up and quickly walked out of the Great Hall.