**Harry Potter = Not Mine = Please don't sue.
-The Same Smile-
By the time they had all finished eating, the rain had cleared and stars could be seen sparkling on the ceiling of the Great Hall. All of the students left the Great Hall and made their way to their dormitories. Roxanne was fascinated by every inch of the castle and Hermione told her as much as she could say between Roxanne's comments. Although Roxanne wasn't particularly knowledgeable about Hogwarts, she talked quite a lot. In a moment of silence, Hermione asked two questions that had been sitting on her forehead,
"What year are you, Roxanne?"
"Fifth, same as Harry. Even though I'm about four months older than he is and-"
Hermione cut her off with her second question while looking at Roxanne's attire,
"Are you a muggle?"
Roxanne shook her head quickly,
"Oh no. Not in the least. My entire family is all pure-blood. Uncle James was the first one to marry mixed blood. I don't mind though. Father tried to press stupid old traditions like that onto the entire family. He talked a lot about it to Mr. Weasly, I remember. Mr. Weasly didn't seem to care nearly as much as Father. Different strokes I suppose. But I liked Lily, from what I know of her and what I can remember. She and James made a wonderful match, I think. But before the majority of the others in my family were.well, killed, they very much protested their relationship and tried to break up all connections with you, Harry. They acted as if you were a mistake but I never thought that. I saw pictures about you and read about you and heard stories about you and your parents. I've always wanted to meet you when I could be old enough and I'm so happy I finally can. And it's almost as if Father's death was a blessing in disguise!"
she smiled. Ron stared at her in astonishment with a dropped jaw,
"Bloody Hell! Do you ever breathe?"
Roxanne smiled and laughed a bit while nodding her head. She laughed so hard that after a moment of giggles she lost her breath again. After pausing to gasp for air, she and the group of people had made it to the moving staircases and houses began to split up. Realizing it was her new duty to be a leader for the lost and confused first years, Hermione walked to the front of the Gryffindors and pulled Ron with her.
"Ron, we're supposed to show the first years where to go!"
"Oh yeah," said Ron, who had obviously forgotten. "Hey - hey you lot! Midgets!"
"Ron!"
"Well, they are, they're titchy."
"I know, but you can't call them midgets.First years!" Hermione called commandingly along the table. "This way, please!" Harry watched his two best friends make their way to the front of the crowd, frowning. His brooding was short-lived, though, as Roxanne hooked arms with him.
"This place is absolutely incredible, don't you think so, Harry?" she said, hopping up and down a little. True, Hogwarts was a wonder, what with its enchanted ceilings and wandering ghosts. But after returning to it year after year, the amazement of it seems to die down for everyone, including Harry who longed to return to this world summer after summer. She looked at Harry and smiled widely. He couldn't help but smile back - they shared the same smile, James' smile.
"I think you'll like it here Roxanne."
"You sound like my father; call me Rox, or Roxy. Much less formal."
"Alright then, Rox..um," he debated the phrasing of what he was about to say in his head, "I'm glad..um, that you're here and...not dead."
"I'm so glad you think so! It would be awful if you hated me. Hey what's that!" she exclaimed, unhooking arms with Harry. She started to run to a picture near the Weasley twins, and happened to step on the trick step. Her foot sunk through automatically. Her eyes widened and she screamed and then began to laugh.
"Are you alright?" George asked. Roxanne tried to speak in between giggles,
"It's just so (giggle giggle) curious! I've never ever seen anything like this!" she somewhat collected herself and looked up at the twins. She tried to pull herself out of the step but was unsuccessful.
"Would you like some help?" Fred asked her. She nodded and he took her hands and pulled her out of the step. "Better?" he asked. Roxanne didn't respond but stared up at him dreamily, still holding onto his hands. She suddenly snapped back to reality, drawing her hands away,
"Yes. Thanks so much."
"Don't worry about it."
Roxanne then hurried up the steps after Harry who was waiting for her at the top. Looking back at him after she reached the platform, she gave him a little wave. Fred waved back. After she exited the staircases to the hall that led to the Portrait Hole, George looked at his twin who still had his hand still in the air, both still standing in the middle of a staircase.
"A bit odd, d'you reckon?"
"Just a tad."
"..You like her."
"You've hit the nose."
"Come on then, best to get an early start." And the twins headed up the staircase down to the portrait hole, Fred in a significantly noticeable very good mood.
**you know the drill, RR and be my hero!
-The Same Smile-
By the time they had all finished eating, the rain had cleared and stars could be seen sparkling on the ceiling of the Great Hall. All of the students left the Great Hall and made their way to their dormitories. Roxanne was fascinated by every inch of the castle and Hermione told her as much as she could say between Roxanne's comments. Although Roxanne wasn't particularly knowledgeable about Hogwarts, she talked quite a lot. In a moment of silence, Hermione asked two questions that had been sitting on her forehead,
"What year are you, Roxanne?"
"Fifth, same as Harry. Even though I'm about four months older than he is and-"
Hermione cut her off with her second question while looking at Roxanne's attire,
"Are you a muggle?"
Roxanne shook her head quickly,
"Oh no. Not in the least. My entire family is all pure-blood. Uncle James was the first one to marry mixed blood. I don't mind though. Father tried to press stupid old traditions like that onto the entire family. He talked a lot about it to Mr. Weasly, I remember. Mr. Weasly didn't seem to care nearly as much as Father. Different strokes I suppose. But I liked Lily, from what I know of her and what I can remember. She and James made a wonderful match, I think. But before the majority of the others in my family were.well, killed, they very much protested their relationship and tried to break up all connections with you, Harry. They acted as if you were a mistake but I never thought that. I saw pictures about you and read about you and heard stories about you and your parents. I've always wanted to meet you when I could be old enough and I'm so happy I finally can. And it's almost as if Father's death was a blessing in disguise!"
she smiled. Ron stared at her in astonishment with a dropped jaw,
"Bloody Hell! Do you ever breathe?"
Roxanne smiled and laughed a bit while nodding her head. She laughed so hard that after a moment of giggles she lost her breath again. After pausing to gasp for air, she and the group of people had made it to the moving staircases and houses began to split up. Realizing it was her new duty to be a leader for the lost and confused first years, Hermione walked to the front of the Gryffindors and pulled Ron with her.
"Ron, we're supposed to show the first years where to go!"
"Oh yeah," said Ron, who had obviously forgotten. "Hey - hey you lot! Midgets!"
"Ron!"
"Well, they are, they're titchy."
"I know, but you can't call them midgets.First years!" Hermione called commandingly along the table. "This way, please!" Harry watched his two best friends make their way to the front of the crowd, frowning. His brooding was short-lived, though, as Roxanne hooked arms with him.
"This place is absolutely incredible, don't you think so, Harry?" she said, hopping up and down a little. True, Hogwarts was a wonder, what with its enchanted ceilings and wandering ghosts. But after returning to it year after year, the amazement of it seems to die down for everyone, including Harry who longed to return to this world summer after summer. She looked at Harry and smiled widely. He couldn't help but smile back - they shared the same smile, James' smile.
"I think you'll like it here Roxanne."
"You sound like my father; call me Rox, or Roxy. Much less formal."
"Alright then, Rox..um," he debated the phrasing of what he was about to say in his head, "I'm glad..um, that you're here and...not dead."
"I'm so glad you think so! It would be awful if you hated me. Hey what's that!" she exclaimed, unhooking arms with Harry. She started to run to a picture near the Weasley twins, and happened to step on the trick step. Her foot sunk through automatically. Her eyes widened and she screamed and then began to laugh.
"Are you alright?" George asked. Roxanne tried to speak in between giggles,
"It's just so (giggle giggle) curious! I've never ever seen anything like this!" she somewhat collected herself and looked up at the twins. She tried to pull herself out of the step but was unsuccessful.
"Would you like some help?" Fred asked her. She nodded and he took her hands and pulled her out of the step. "Better?" he asked. Roxanne didn't respond but stared up at him dreamily, still holding onto his hands. She suddenly snapped back to reality, drawing her hands away,
"Yes. Thanks so much."
"Don't worry about it."
Roxanne then hurried up the steps after Harry who was waiting for her at the top. Looking back at him after she reached the platform, she gave him a little wave. Fred waved back. After she exited the staircases to the hall that led to the Portrait Hole, George looked at his twin who still had his hand still in the air, both still standing in the middle of a staircase.
"A bit odd, d'you reckon?"
"Just a tad."
"..You like her."
"You've hit the nose."
"Come on then, best to get an early start." And the twins headed up the staircase down to the portrait hole, Fred in a significantly noticeable very good mood.
**you know the drill, RR and be my hero!