I don't update fan fiction as much anymore, so there will probably
still be a week (at least) in between each of my new chapters. Here's
chapter 2 to enjoy until I come to you with chapter 3!
Pickup to chapter two: Johnsy led them to the large double doors directly across the courtyard from the arch:
"And now my friends, it is time,
For me to end my silly rhymes,
As you go on to find your places,
I'll make sure you all have smiling faces." With that last rhyme, he opened the doors and led the teen quartet into the Great Hall of Havernathy.
~ Chapter 2: Making Amenities ~
Many thoughts crossed the minds of Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny as they entered the Great Hall of Havernathy. They realized how much smaller it was than Hogwarts, both in size and number of people. The room was set up in a similar fashion to Hogwarts, with some differences. Instead of floating candles, tiny lit fairies flew around the room in tight bunches. The ceiling, though not as astounding as that at Hogwarts, was painted with the pictures of famous witches and wizards in a giant collage. All were walking constantly on the ceiling and occasionally yelling at those below. There were still five tables, one for each house and one for the staff. In this case, though, the staff table was circular and set in the center of the room. Each of the four house tables was rectangular and arranged around the staff table, each in a separate corner on a diagonal. Above each house flew a banner, bewitched to stay in the air by itself. Hermione in particular was intrigued by the differences in the houses. Above one table rose a violet banner with a golden wolf on the front. The table to their right had a navy blue banner flying high above with a golden owl on the front, and the table to their left had a pale orange banner with a silver sheep on the front. The table in the back left corner carried the image of a silver weasel on an olive green background.
"I wonder if we'll need to be re-sorted for these houses," Hermione whispered in Harry's ear. He shrugged; he was too interested in trying to figure out what was hidden underneath the platters on the tables.
Throughout their walking up to the staff table, they had been so preoccupied by their surroundings that they had not realized the silence in the hall as they walked in. Harry in particular was getting some strange and skeptical glances. They finally reached the front of the room, where all of their new professors were standing and waiting, as well as one familiar face-Draco Malfoy. He smirked at them as an old woman stood and addressed everyone.
"A new school year begins!" She cried, "and we have some very special students this year! Please welcome Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Draco Malfoy, and- "she paused- "Harry Potter!" Gasps were heard from various people in the room at Harry's name before the applause for the new students began. The old woman quickly hushed the Havernathy students and turned towards Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione.
"I am Maria Hufflepuff, your new headmistress" she said. Hermione quickly interrupted. "HUFFLEPUFF?" she exclaimed, "Helga Hufflepuff was one of the founders of Hogwarts! Are you related to her?!"
The headmistress nodded. "I am a direct descendant of Helga Hufflepuff's cousin, Fiona Hufflepuff. She is more commonly known as Fiona Fluffyhuff, founder of Fluffyhuff house." The table situated under the orange sheep banner cheered.
"And speaking of houses, you all need to be sorted. Our first years were just sorted into their individual houses, and now you must be sorted into yours," she continued, "You see, our houses are different than those at Hogwarts. The first is Wolsendor, probably most similar to your Gryfinndor," she motioned to the house with the wolf banner, "Wolsendor students are chosen for strength, inside as well as outside. The next table, " she motioned to the table with the owl banner, "is Tallonhah, probably most similar to your Ravenclaw. Students in Tallonhah are chosen for their creativity as well as intelligence. The third house, from which my ancestors descend, is Fluffyhuff," the table underneath the sheep banner cheered again, "They are a lot like Hogwarts' Hufflepuff, and are chosen for honesty. That brings me to our last table, Rambolin," she motioned to the last remaining table under the weasel banner, "They're a lot like Slytherin, as you may guess, but these students are chosen for their determination, and sometimes stubbornness. I think that's all you need to know." She smiled and yelled, "BRING OUT THE SORTING HAT!" (A/N: I am keeping the idea of the sorting hat because I don't want all things to change)
"Let's do this in alphabetical order," she said when she had the Havernathy sorting hat, "First, Hermione Granger!" Hermione walked up the steps onto the platform that supported the staff table and sat in the Sorting chair. The hat shouted, "TALLONHAH! WHAT AN INTELLEGENT MIND!" and Hermione was pushed off to the navy blue table amongst applause from her peers.
Draco smirked as she left for her table, and sat in the chair as he was already on the platform. The hat had no sooner brushed his head than it shouted, "RAMBOLIN!" just like the sorting hat did when it judged him Slytherin in his first year at Hogwarts. He got off the chair and did his haughty little saunter all the way over to the Rambolin table, which smiled at him and offered a quiet but steady applause.
Harry was relieved sorting would work the same way as it did in Hogwarts. He walked up the platform and sat on the chair. This hat didn't talk to him like the Hogwarts sorting hat did. It simply shouted, "WOLSENDOR! WHAT A STRONG MIND!" And he was pushed off to his table among loud cheers.
Ginny was the next one up on the platform. The hat hummed for a second then shouted out, "TALLONHAH! WHAT A CREATIVE MIND!" She blushed as she received her applause.
Ron's ears were bright red as he walked up to the Sorting chair, being the last one. The hat went on his head and almost instantly yelled, "WOLSENDOR! WHAT A STRONG MIND!" Ron's ears practically melted off as he went and joined the Wolsendor table next to Harry.
The headmistress smiled as her last new student went off to find his seat. "Now that the last people have been sorted," she said, "YOU MAY FEAST!" Cheers greeted her cry and the tops of all the platters were magically lifted off into the air so that the students could help themselves. Everyone instantly wanted to talk with the new students. People asking questions instantly flooded around Harry and Ron.
"So what's it like in England?"
"What are your houses like?"
"Have you ever played Quidditch?"
Harry's head was spinning from all the questions. At the Tallonhah table in the next corner, Hermione was having a better time.
"So you were part of Gryfinndor at Hogwarts?" asked a red-headed girl across from Hermione. "Yes, Anne," said Hermione, always in her proper English manner, "And I think it is very interesting that I'm in a different house now" Ginny, who was sitting next to Hermione, nodded. "I was in Gryfinndor before also", she said shyly.
"But you're only in your fifth year?" asked Kate, the girl sitting next to Anne. She had black wavy hair and black eyeliner to match.
"Yea, but my big brother's in sixth with you," said Ginny, who was still shy. She grew more accustomed as she talked, though, and the four girls continued to carry on different conversations. Every once in a while they were interrupted by someone wanting to meet Hermione and Ginny, but had a good time all the same. At the Rambolin table, Draco Malfoy was getting a lot more attention than the two girls.
"That's right, I'm a Quidditch star back home," drawled Draco as girls swooned over him, "Seeker and Slytherin team captain, that's me," he smiled at the girls around him.
"Oh, Draco!" cried the girl hanging on his arm. This was Julia Margolinski, who swooned over every new guy she ever met or heard of, "Tell us one of your Quidditch stories, Draco!" she scooted even closer to him.
"Well, there was one game that was in the rain, right? Potter and I were ready to battle to the kill for the snitch, but I wasn't about to let him-" Draco continued to go off on one of his false stories about his greatness as the Rambolin girls swooned and the Rambolin guys glared.
All the Hogwarts students seemed to be having a really good time at their new school-but none of them knew they extent to what might happen in the year to come.
OoOoOoOoOoOoH WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN???? YOU WILL NEVER KNOW UNLESS YOU REVIEW!!!!!!! REVIEW, I SAY!!!!!!!!!
Pickup to chapter two: Johnsy led them to the large double doors directly across the courtyard from the arch:
"And now my friends, it is time,
For me to end my silly rhymes,
As you go on to find your places,
I'll make sure you all have smiling faces." With that last rhyme, he opened the doors and led the teen quartet into the Great Hall of Havernathy.
~ Chapter 2: Making Amenities ~
Many thoughts crossed the minds of Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny as they entered the Great Hall of Havernathy. They realized how much smaller it was than Hogwarts, both in size and number of people. The room was set up in a similar fashion to Hogwarts, with some differences. Instead of floating candles, tiny lit fairies flew around the room in tight bunches. The ceiling, though not as astounding as that at Hogwarts, was painted with the pictures of famous witches and wizards in a giant collage. All were walking constantly on the ceiling and occasionally yelling at those below. There were still five tables, one for each house and one for the staff. In this case, though, the staff table was circular and set in the center of the room. Each of the four house tables was rectangular and arranged around the staff table, each in a separate corner on a diagonal. Above each house flew a banner, bewitched to stay in the air by itself. Hermione in particular was intrigued by the differences in the houses. Above one table rose a violet banner with a golden wolf on the front. The table to their right had a navy blue banner flying high above with a golden owl on the front, and the table to their left had a pale orange banner with a silver sheep on the front. The table in the back left corner carried the image of a silver weasel on an olive green background.
"I wonder if we'll need to be re-sorted for these houses," Hermione whispered in Harry's ear. He shrugged; he was too interested in trying to figure out what was hidden underneath the platters on the tables.
Throughout their walking up to the staff table, they had been so preoccupied by their surroundings that they had not realized the silence in the hall as they walked in. Harry in particular was getting some strange and skeptical glances. They finally reached the front of the room, where all of their new professors were standing and waiting, as well as one familiar face-Draco Malfoy. He smirked at them as an old woman stood and addressed everyone.
"A new school year begins!" She cried, "and we have some very special students this year! Please welcome Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Draco Malfoy, and- "she paused- "Harry Potter!" Gasps were heard from various people in the room at Harry's name before the applause for the new students began. The old woman quickly hushed the Havernathy students and turned towards Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione.
"I am Maria Hufflepuff, your new headmistress" she said. Hermione quickly interrupted. "HUFFLEPUFF?" she exclaimed, "Helga Hufflepuff was one of the founders of Hogwarts! Are you related to her?!"
The headmistress nodded. "I am a direct descendant of Helga Hufflepuff's cousin, Fiona Hufflepuff. She is more commonly known as Fiona Fluffyhuff, founder of Fluffyhuff house." The table situated under the orange sheep banner cheered.
"And speaking of houses, you all need to be sorted. Our first years were just sorted into their individual houses, and now you must be sorted into yours," she continued, "You see, our houses are different than those at Hogwarts. The first is Wolsendor, probably most similar to your Gryfinndor," she motioned to the house with the wolf banner, "Wolsendor students are chosen for strength, inside as well as outside. The next table, " she motioned to the table with the owl banner, "is Tallonhah, probably most similar to your Ravenclaw. Students in Tallonhah are chosen for their creativity as well as intelligence. The third house, from which my ancestors descend, is Fluffyhuff," the table underneath the sheep banner cheered again, "They are a lot like Hogwarts' Hufflepuff, and are chosen for honesty. That brings me to our last table, Rambolin," she motioned to the last remaining table under the weasel banner, "They're a lot like Slytherin, as you may guess, but these students are chosen for their determination, and sometimes stubbornness. I think that's all you need to know." She smiled and yelled, "BRING OUT THE SORTING HAT!" (A/N: I am keeping the idea of the sorting hat because I don't want all things to change)
"Let's do this in alphabetical order," she said when she had the Havernathy sorting hat, "First, Hermione Granger!" Hermione walked up the steps onto the platform that supported the staff table and sat in the Sorting chair. The hat shouted, "TALLONHAH! WHAT AN INTELLEGENT MIND!" and Hermione was pushed off to the navy blue table amongst applause from her peers.
Draco smirked as she left for her table, and sat in the chair as he was already on the platform. The hat had no sooner brushed his head than it shouted, "RAMBOLIN!" just like the sorting hat did when it judged him Slytherin in his first year at Hogwarts. He got off the chair and did his haughty little saunter all the way over to the Rambolin table, which smiled at him and offered a quiet but steady applause.
Harry was relieved sorting would work the same way as it did in Hogwarts. He walked up the platform and sat on the chair. This hat didn't talk to him like the Hogwarts sorting hat did. It simply shouted, "WOLSENDOR! WHAT A STRONG MIND!" And he was pushed off to his table among loud cheers.
Ginny was the next one up on the platform. The hat hummed for a second then shouted out, "TALLONHAH! WHAT A CREATIVE MIND!" She blushed as she received her applause.
Ron's ears were bright red as he walked up to the Sorting chair, being the last one. The hat went on his head and almost instantly yelled, "WOLSENDOR! WHAT A STRONG MIND!" Ron's ears practically melted off as he went and joined the Wolsendor table next to Harry.
The headmistress smiled as her last new student went off to find his seat. "Now that the last people have been sorted," she said, "YOU MAY FEAST!" Cheers greeted her cry and the tops of all the platters were magically lifted off into the air so that the students could help themselves. Everyone instantly wanted to talk with the new students. People asking questions instantly flooded around Harry and Ron.
"So what's it like in England?"
"What are your houses like?"
"Have you ever played Quidditch?"
Harry's head was spinning from all the questions. At the Tallonhah table in the next corner, Hermione was having a better time.
"So you were part of Gryfinndor at Hogwarts?" asked a red-headed girl across from Hermione. "Yes, Anne," said Hermione, always in her proper English manner, "And I think it is very interesting that I'm in a different house now" Ginny, who was sitting next to Hermione, nodded. "I was in Gryfinndor before also", she said shyly.
"But you're only in your fifth year?" asked Kate, the girl sitting next to Anne. She had black wavy hair and black eyeliner to match.
"Yea, but my big brother's in sixth with you," said Ginny, who was still shy. She grew more accustomed as she talked, though, and the four girls continued to carry on different conversations. Every once in a while they were interrupted by someone wanting to meet Hermione and Ginny, but had a good time all the same. At the Rambolin table, Draco Malfoy was getting a lot more attention than the two girls.
"That's right, I'm a Quidditch star back home," drawled Draco as girls swooned over him, "Seeker and Slytherin team captain, that's me," he smiled at the girls around him.
"Oh, Draco!" cried the girl hanging on his arm. This was Julia Margolinski, who swooned over every new guy she ever met or heard of, "Tell us one of your Quidditch stories, Draco!" she scooted even closer to him.
"Well, there was one game that was in the rain, right? Potter and I were ready to battle to the kill for the snitch, but I wasn't about to let him-" Draco continued to go off on one of his false stories about his greatness as the Rambolin girls swooned and the Rambolin guys glared.
All the Hogwarts students seemed to be having a really good time at their new school-but none of them knew they extent to what might happen in the year to come.
OoOoOoOoOoOoH WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN???? YOU WILL NEVER KNOW UNLESS YOU REVIEW!!!!!!! REVIEW, I SAY!!!!!!!!!