Title: Into the Loving Arms of Magic
Rated: R
Warning: (S) (L) (A)
Disclaimer: Most of these characters, or fictional places or really almost anything but the plot do not belong to me (obviously) they belong to the most wonderful and greatest genius ever. JKR of course. *CHEERS* If I take anything form anywhere else I will make sure to put it at the beginning of every chapter.
A/N: Hey so what do you think so far? I'm still going to spend a few chapters just basically describing Iris's personality... maybe in the next one she'll meet Snape I'm not sure yet although I'm dying for it to happen. If someone reads this please review.
1.Being sorted More Ways than One:
Iris spent the rest of the train ride reading and occasionally talking to Ron, who had proven her wrong on her earlier assumptions that Hogwarts students were all rich. When they got to the train station she asked Ron if she should go with the first years or with them. He said he didn't know but to ask Hagrid. And so she did.
"Yeh are ter come wit me." He answered. She climbed in one of the small boats along with Hagrid and waited until the ride was over. Iris Hated being in boats, even one as calm as the one she was in. They made her seasick. They finally made it to the other side of the lake and then they walked up a flight of stone steps and entered through a huge oak front door. A black haired woman had opened the door and she led them into an entrance hall. She gave a small speech which Iris didn't hear or care about, and then she explained that they were to be sorted into four different houses. She then proceeded to lead them into the Great Hall. She then placed a ragged old hat on a stool and began to call each person's name in alphabetical order. After each person went and put the hat on their head the hat would scream out the name of the house they were supposed to be in.
"Hernandez, Iris" Shouted McGonagall, the black haired woman.
Iris walked towards the stool and then sat on it. A voice in her head said:
"Well, well, now you have a very interesting life a very interesting personality"
"How would you know?" She thought
"Come now you have great strength and courage, obviously, Gryffindor but then again there is this desire in you that is certainly very Slytherin and even apart from that your intelligence is astounding, which is of course suited well in Ravenclaw. The only house I'm sure you're not is Hufflepuff. Dear me, no not at all. So I'll let you decide. Gryffindor, Slytherin, or Hufflepuff?"
"Whichever. It doesn't matter to me! What was that first one? Gryffindor? Yeah, that one."
"GRYFFINDOR" The hat said this aloud and the Gryffindor table clapped politely.
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She reached the entrance to the Gryfindor common room alongside Ron who had stayed with her while she picked at the food on her plate. Pumpkin Juice? Where do they come up with that?
Ron said the password since Iris still didn't know it.
"Mimbulus Mimbletonia." They climbed through the portrait hole and Iris headed for the girl's dormitory staircase calling a Good Night to Ron over her shoulder.
She went into the room labeled Fifth Year. She found a bed with her belongings on them. As she sat on her bed the door opened and three girls came in. One was Ron's friend, which she had met earlier. I think her name is Hermione. But I can't be sure. Who cares anyway? Thought Iris.
"Hi, aren't you a first year?" Said one of the girls who weren't Hermione.
"No, but you look like one" Snapped Iris.
"She's a fifth year from America" Said Hermione
"Is that what I'm going to be known as from now on? 'The fifth year from America'? Screw all of you."
Hermione looked a little taken aback but nonetheless persisted.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that" Responded Hermione.
"Whatever." Iris said curtly
"Forget it Hermione, some people don't like to be sociable, let alone nice." Said the first girl who had spoken.
"Fuck you. You do not want to get into a fight with me because trust me you will regret it." Iris glared.
The room was silent for a while. It was Hermione who spoke next.
"Listen, if we're all going to live here together we might as get along"
"Easier said than done, Hermione" Said Iris in a very low voice so that only Hermione could hear her.
Rated: R
Warning: (S) (L) (A)
Disclaimer: Most of these characters, or fictional places or really almost anything but the plot do not belong to me (obviously) they belong to the most wonderful and greatest genius ever. JKR of course. *CHEERS* If I take anything form anywhere else I will make sure to put it at the beginning of every chapter.
A/N: Hey so what do you think so far? I'm still going to spend a few chapters just basically describing Iris's personality... maybe in the next one she'll meet Snape I'm not sure yet although I'm dying for it to happen. If someone reads this please review.
1.Being sorted More Ways than One:
Iris spent the rest of the train ride reading and occasionally talking to Ron, who had proven her wrong on her earlier assumptions that Hogwarts students were all rich. When they got to the train station she asked Ron if she should go with the first years or with them. He said he didn't know but to ask Hagrid. And so she did.
"Yeh are ter come wit me." He answered. She climbed in one of the small boats along with Hagrid and waited until the ride was over. Iris Hated being in boats, even one as calm as the one she was in. They made her seasick. They finally made it to the other side of the lake and then they walked up a flight of stone steps and entered through a huge oak front door. A black haired woman had opened the door and she led them into an entrance hall. She gave a small speech which Iris didn't hear or care about, and then she explained that they were to be sorted into four different houses. She then proceeded to lead them into the Great Hall. She then placed a ragged old hat on a stool and began to call each person's name in alphabetical order. After each person went and put the hat on their head the hat would scream out the name of the house they were supposed to be in.
"Hernandez, Iris" Shouted McGonagall, the black haired woman.
Iris walked towards the stool and then sat on it. A voice in her head said:
"Well, well, now you have a very interesting life a very interesting personality"
"How would you know?" She thought
"Come now you have great strength and courage, obviously, Gryffindor but then again there is this desire in you that is certainly very Slytherin and even apart from that your intelligence is astounding, which is of course suited well in Ravenclaw. The only house I'm sure you're not is Hufflepuff. Dear me, no not at all. So I'll let you decide. Gryffindor, Slytherin, or Hufflepuff?"
"Whichever. It doesn't matter to me! What was that first one? Gryffindor? Yeah, that one."
"GRYFFINDOR" The hat said this aloud and the Gryffindor table clapped politely.
************
She reached the entrance to the Gryfindor common room alongside Ron who had stayed with her while she picked at the food on her plate. Pumpkin Juice? Where do they come up with that?
Ron said the password since Iris still didn't know it.
"Mimbulus Mimbletonia." They climbed through the portrait hole and Iris headed for the girl's dormitory staircase calling a Good Night to Ron over her shoulder.
She went into the room labeled Fifth Year. She found a bed with her belongings on them. As she sat on her bed the door opened and three girls came in. One was Ron's friend, which she had met earlier. I think her name is Hermione. But I can't be sure. Who cares anyway? Thought Iris.
"Hi, aren't you a first year?" Said one of the girls who weren't Hermione.
"No, but you look like one" Snapped Iris.
"She's a fifth year from America" Said Hermione
"Is that what I'm going to be known as from now on? 'The fifth year from America'? Screw all of you."
Hermione looked a little taken aback but nonetheless persisted.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that" Responded Hermione.
"Whatever." Iris said curtly
"Forget it Hermione, some people don't like to be sociable, let alone nice." Said the first girl who had spoken.
"Fuck you. You do not want to get into a fight with me because trust me you will regret it." Iris glared.
The room was silent for a while. It was Hermione who spoke next.
"Listen, if we're all going to live here together we might as get along"
"Easier said than done, Hermione" Said Iris in a very low voice so that only Hermione could hear her.