Thank you to all of you who have read and reviewed my story. I was up half
the night last night thinking about all the things that could happen in
this story. So, without further ado, here is chapter two.
Chapter Two
A few moments later, the train came to a stop, and the three friends could hear the hustle and bustle of people around them. Everyone on the train slowly sauntered out of their compartments, luggage in tow. Far ahead of them, Hermione could just see Ginny and her vivid read hair leaping into a carriage with the Hogwarts crest on the side.
"There's Ginny, let's go," said Hermione.
The three slowly made it through a slew of students blocking their path to the carriage Ginny had kept for them. Hermione got in first and sat opposite of Ginny. Next, Harry climbed in, and crashed on the seat next to Ginny. Then Ron, having nowhere else to sit, sat down gingerly next to Hermione, who noticed his ears turning pink again.
"Are you feeling okay? You seem to be a bit.flushed." Ginny said with a sly smile playing on her face.
Whatever was the matter with Ron, though, he didn't care to make public. Instead he spent the journey to the castle silently staring with immense concentration out the window while the others talking about their holiday.
"So Harry, how exactly did you get to the Burrow?" Hermione asked.
"Mr. Weasley came and got me," he said, but with a look of horror from Hermione, quickly added, "but he didn't come through the fireplace again!"
"So how did he get you if he didn't come through the fireplace?" Hermione badgered.
At this, Harry laughed. "I thought the Dursley's would murder me. When he showed up on our doorstep with a ministry car out front, I though Aunt Petunia would faint dead away."
By the time Harry finished with the recollection of his adventure, the carriage had pulled up to Hogwarts. The carriage hadn't even come to a full stop, and Ron had already jumped out, grabbed his luggage, and hurried off up to the castle doors.
"What is with him today?" Hermione asked the others.
"Er- well, I could tell you, but he would probably kill me," Ginny said, motioning to Ron. "Don't worry though, he isn't mad at you or anything."
Feeling somewhat reassured, Hermione hauled her trunk out of the carriage, and with Harry and Ginny in tow, made their way into the castle.
A few moments later, Harry, Hermione and Ginny found Ron already seated in the Great Hall. Hermione and Harry sat down on either side of him, and they all eagerly awaited the arrival of the first years for their sorting ceremony.
"I wish they would hurry up," Ron grumbled. "I could eat."
"A hippogriff?" Hermione finished, smiling.
Ron smiled faintly also. "Yeah.that too."
Suddenly, the doors to the Great Hall banged open, and with that, in came a small huddle of first years, headed by Professor McGonagal. They swept up in between the house tables to the front of the staff table. One by one, each first year had the Sorting Hat placed on their heads, and after one or two second's pause, were sorted into their individual houses. The sorting ceremony was almost over when Hermione felt a tug at her sleeve.
Ron was looking at her with a look of sincerity. "I'm sorry if I've seemed- er- short with you today. I just thought that you would be upset that I didn't have you come spend the summer at the Burrow with us, that's all."
"I already told you, it's okay. I'm not mad or anything." She whispered back to him.
"Well.alright, then." He said in reply, and with that, they both turned back to the attention of the sorting ceremony in time to see Alice Zilinger get sorted into Ravenclaw.
At this point, headmaster Albus Dumbledore stood up.
"My, my! What a pleasure it is to see all of you back here, safe and sound. Before we begin tonight's feast however, I must give a few start of term notices."
At this, there was an ominous sigh that went through the whole hall. It seemed everyone's mind, including Ron's, was on the feast.
Dumbledore started, "First, I would like to remind students of all years that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds."
"I don't need telling twice," said Ron from Hermione's left, and she could see from the corner of her eye a shiver run down his spine. Apparently, Ron's encounter with hundreds of spiders in the Forbidden Forest still hadn't vanished completely from his memory.
"Second, Mr. Filch would like me to remind you all that another fifty some- odd items have been added to the list of things banned from this castle." The corners of the headmaster's mouth twitched, almost into a smile. "Also, I have some news for all that may come as a bit of a surprise to you."
A murmur spread throughout the hall. What did the headmaster have up his sleeve this time?
"Due to the great success of last year's Yule Ball, the staff and I have decided that Hogwarts shall host yet another ball. This year's however, will be for New Year's Eve."
The murmur that had first spread was nothing compared to the racket that everyone was making now.
"The ball shall be open this time to the entire school, first, second, and third years included."
There was now a tremulous roar of approval throughout the entire hall.
"Settle down, settle down. I have one more thing to add," Dumbledore said, the twinkle in his eye more noticeable than ever.
The hall went still, so still, in fact, that you could hear a pin drop.
"Because I have extended the invitation to both of the schools that attended last year, I would like to inform you all that they have both accepted."
Bombshell! Bet you guys never saw THAT one coming did you?
What does this mean for Hermione? Surely Viktor won't be there.or will he? O_o
Read and Review and get a nice surprise! (or.well, just the satisfaction that you actually did something good that will probably keep me writing.)
Chapter Two
A few moments later, the train came to a stop, and the three friends could hear the hustle and bustle of people around them. Everyone on the train slowly sauntered out of their compartments, luggage in tow. Far ahead of them, Hermione could just see Ginny and her vivid read hair leaping into a carriage with the Hogwarts crest on the side.
"There's Ginny, let's go," said Hermione.
The three slowly made it through a slew of students blocking their path to the carriage Ginny had kept for them. Hermione got in first and sat opposite of Ginny. Next, Harry climbed in, and crashed on the seat next to Ginny. Then Ron, having nowhere else to sit, sat down gingerly next to Hermione, who noticed his ears turning pink again.
"Are you feeling okay? You seem to be a bit.flushed." Ginny said with a sly smile playing on her face.
Whatever was the matter with Ron, though, he didn't care to make public. Instead he spent the journey to the castle silently staring with immense concentration out the window while the others talking about their holiday.
"So Harry, how exactly did you get to the Burrow?" Hermione asked.
"Mr. Weasley came and got me," he said, but with a look of horror from Hermione, quickly added, "but he didn't come through the fireplace again!"
"So how did he get you if he didn't come through the fireplace?" Hermione badgered.
At this, Harry laughed. "I thought the Dursley's would murder me. When he showed up on our doorstep with a ministry car out front, I though Aunt Petunia would faint dead away."
By the time Harry finished with the recollection of his adventure, the carriage had pulled up to Hogwarts. The carriage hadn't even come to a full stop, and Ron had already jumped out, grabbed his luggage, and hurried off up to the castle doors.
"What is with him today?" Hermione asked the others.
"Er- well, I could tell you, but he would probably kill me," Ginny said, motioning to Ron. "Don't worry though, he isn't mad at you or anything."
Feeling somewhat reassured, Hermione hauled her trunk out of the carriage, and with Harry and Ginny in tow, made their way into the castle.
A few moments later, Harry, Hermione and Ginny found Ron already seated in the Great Hall. Hermione and Harry sat down on either side of him, and they all eagerly awaited the arrival of the first years for their sorting ceremony.
"I wish they would hurry up," Ron grumbled. "I could eat."
"A hippogriff?" Hermione finished, smiling.
Ron smiled faintly also. "Yeah.that too."
Suddenly, the doors to the Great Hall banged open, and with that, in came a small huddle of first years, headed by Professor McGonagal. They swept up in between the house tables to the front of the staff table. One by one, each first year had the Sorting Hat placed on their heads, and after one or two second's pause, were sorted into their individual houses. The sorting ceremony was almost over when Hermione felt a tug at her sleeve.
Ron was looking at her with a look of sincerity. "I'm sorry if I've seemed- er- short with you today. I just thought that you would be upset that I didn't have you come spend the summer at the Burrow with us, that's all."
"I already told you, it's okay. I'm not mad or anything." She whispered back to him.
"Well.alright, then." He said in reply, and with that, they both turned back to the attention of the sorting ceremony in time to see Alice Zilinger get sorted into Ravenclaw.
At this point, headmaster Albus Dumbledore stood up.
"My, my! What a pleasure it is to see all of you back here, safe and sound. Before we begin tonight's feast however, I must give a few start of term notices."
At this, there was an ominous sigh that went through the whole hall. It seemed everyone's mind, including Ron's, was on the feast.
Dumbledore started, "First, I would like to remind students of all years that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds."
"I don't need telling twice," said Ron from Hermione's left, and she could see from the corner of her eye a shiver run down his spine. Apparently, Ron's encounter with hundreds of spiders in the Forbidden Forest still hadn't vanished completely from his memory.
"Second, Mr. Filch would like me to remind you all that another fifty some- odd items have been added to the list of things banned from this castle." The corners of the headmaster's mouth twitched, almost into a smile. "Also, I have some news for all that may come as a bit of a surprise to you."
A murmur spread throughout the hall. What did the headmaster have up his sleeve this time?
"Due to the great success of last year's Yule Ball, the staff and I have decided that Hogwarts shall host yet another ball. This year's however, will be for New Year's Eve."
The murmur that had first spread was nothing compared to the racket that everyone was making now.
"The ball shall be open this time to the entire school, first, second, and third years included."
There was now a tremulous roar of approval throughout the entire hall.
"Settle down, settle down. I have one more thing to add," Dumbledore said, the twinkle in his eye more noticeable than ever.
The hall went still, so still, in fact, that you could hear a pin drop.
"Because I have extended the invitation to both of the schools that attended last year, I would like to inform you all that they have both accepted."
Bombshell! Bet you guys never saw THAT one coming did you?
What does this mean for Hermione? Surely Viktor won't be there.or will he? O_o
Read and Review and get a nice surprise! (or.well, just the satisfaction that you actually did something good that will probably keep me writing.)