A/N Thanks to my reviewer, wiseup. I appreciate the criticism, I didn't
exactly spell check things before. I will fix that. The only reason I
haven't spent time on plot yet is because I've been introducing the
characters. There will be more of a plot later on. And sorry about the
clothes descriptions, I like them but if they make the story bad then I
will certainly stop doing it. At the very least I hope you liked the idea
of Dudley having a twin sister who's magical. Here is chapter 3 and I hope
people like this better. I'm really trying.
Everybody got off the Hogwarts express and got into a carriage. The divisions were: Hermione, Merrillee, Harry, Ginny, and Ron in one carriage and Dean, Seamus, Neville, and Luna together in another. Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and Merrillee had all been extremely excited to learn that the others had done ballet at some point. It gave the returning students something to bond with Merrillee over, and it made Merrillee feel at home.
Now, in the carriage, Harry turned to his cousin. "I had no idea you were a dancer either, Merrillee, or that that was the reason you decided not to come to Hogwarts in time for our first year. Wouldn't it have been funny if you had decided to come to Hogwarts at first, and later we discovered we were cousins?" Merrillee laughed. Personally she thought it would have been more freaky than funny, but she had to agree with Harry. "And we look very much alike too," said Merrillee. "I know I got my eyes from my aunt Lily-your mother-but I don't know about the hair. You say that my birth mother and my birth twin are both blond, and my birth father has plain brown hair." "Easy," replied Harry, "my uncle's father had black hair, much like my dad. It explains why yours stays neater than mine, though," he added, ruefully trying to flatten his hair. "Yeah, mine's usually in a bun, but even when it's down it's really easy to manage," replied Merrillee.
"Oh look! Here we are at the castle!" said Ginny, pointing out the window for Merrillee's benefit. Merrillee thought the castle was awesome! All the turrets and towers just took her breath away. The carriages stopped at the front door and they all climbed out and went into the Great Hall. Merrillee made as if to follow her cousin and new friends to the table where they were sitting, but they pushed her toward a tall, grouchy looking woman holding a dirty hat with a rip in it. Merrillee was so nervous, it registered with her that the hat was singing, but she didn't even hear what it had to say.
A first year boy went up to the hat and put it on his head. "SLYTHERIN!" it screamed, and he went and joined a table full of mean-looking people. Finally, the woman said, "Laughingbrook, Merrillee!" and Merrillee went and tried the hat on. A voice said in her ear, "Hmmm. I can see you wouldn't do well in Slytherin, you haven't got that disregard for rules and thirst for proving yourself. And Hufflepuff isn't for you either, you're not hardworking enough. But you've got wonderful brains! Oh, what brains! And lots of courage too-it took a lot for you to give up your first five years at Hogwarts, I can tell. So where should it be-Ravenclaw or Gryffindor? Hmmm, I guess I'll make you a Gryffindor!"
Merrillee took off the hat and walked to the table where Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Dean, and Seamus were sitting. Luna must be in a different dorm, she decided. Sure enough, she saw Luna waving at her from a sea of two-tone blue striped neckties. Looking around at her own table, everyone was wearing a red and gold striped necktie. "Welcome to Gryffindor Merrillee," said Ron. "There's Professor Dumbledore, he's going to make a quick announcement before dinner starts."
Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome to a new school year everyone," he said. "I would like to welcome a student who has joined us late, Miss Merrillee Laughingbrook. She is the long lost cousin of our very own Harry Potter, and an extremely skilled ballerina. Welcome to Merrillee. My second announcement transfers nicely from that one. This year, we will be having optional ballet lessons. It came to my attention that aside from those thirty-eight of you at the school who play Quidditch, there is no physical activity provided. These lessons will be taught by someone with whom you are all very familiar. She is our only new teacher this year, as Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons will be taught by me. Please welcome Miss Fleur Delacour." Lots of applause came from the boys in the room.
After Dumbledore sat down, everyone began to eat. Ron turned to Harry and groaned. "Ballet lessons! I bet my mom writes and makes me take them." "I don't know," said Harry thoughtfully, "it could be fun. I've seen boy ballet dancers and it looks easy and fun." Merrillee, Ginny, and Hermione, however, were exchanging excited looks. "Hooray! I'm definitely going to do it!" said Hermione. "Me too" said Ginny. "I'm so glad I don't have to give up ballet after all!" said Merrillee.
When they had finished, Merrillee's new friends showed her to Gryffindor tower. There, she was introduced to Lavender and Parvati, two of her roommates other than Hermione. Merrillee fell into bed and went straight to sleep, dreaming of the next day when ballet auditions would start.
A/N Again, I hope you liked this better. I'm really trying here. Please don't hate my story. if you do, I'd like to know what I can do better, but I'm trying really hard and want to write a good story from this.
Everybody got off the Hogwarts express and got into a carriage. The divisions were: Hermione, Merrillee, Harry, Ginny, and Ron in one carriage and Dean, Seamus, Neville, and Luna together in another. Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and Merrillee had all been extremely excited to learn that the others had done ballet at some point. It gave the returning students something to bond with Merrillee over, and it made Merrillee feel at home.
Now, in the carriage, Harry turned to his cousin. "I had no idea you were a dancer either, Merrillee, or that that was the reason you decided not to come to Hogwarts in time for our first year. Wouldn't it have been funny if you had decided to come to Hogwarts at first, and later we discovered we were cousins?" Merrillee laughed. Personally she thought it would have been more freaky than funny, but she had to agree with Harry. "And we look very much alike too," said Merrillee. "I know I got my eyes from my aunt Lily-your mother-but I don't know about the hair. You say that my birth mother and my birth twin are both blond, and my birth father has plain brown hair." "Easy," replied Harry, "my uncle's father had black hair, much like my dad. It explains why yours stays neater than mine, though," he added, ruefully trying to flatten his hair. "Yeah, mine's usually in a bun, but even when it's down it's really easy to manage," replied Merrillee.
"Oh look! Here we are at the castle!" said Ginny, pointing out the window for Merrillee's benefit. Merrillee thought the castle was awesome! All the turrets and towers just took her breath away. The carriages stopped at the front door and they all climbed out and went into the Great Hall. Merrillee made as if to follow her cousin and new friends to the table where they were sitting, but they pushed her toward a tall, grouchy looking woman holding a dirty hat with a rip in it. Merrillee was so nervous, it registered with her that the hat was singing, but she didn't even hear what it had to say.
A first year boy went up to the hat and put it on his head. "SLYTHERIN!" it screamed, and he went and joined a table full of mean-looking people. Finally, the woman said, "Laughingbrook, Merrillee!" and Merrillee went and tried the hat on. A voice said in her ear, "Hmmm. I can see you wouldn't do well in Slytherin, you haven't got that disregard for rules and thirst for proving yourself. And Hufflepuff isn't for you either, you're not hardworking enough. But you've got wonderful brains! Oh, what brains! And lots of courage too-it took a lot for you to give up your first five years at Hogwarts, I can tell. So where should it be-Ravenclaw or Gryffindor? Hmmm, I guess I'll make you a Gryffindor!"
Merrillee took off the hat and walked to the table where Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Dean, and Seamus were sitting. Luna must be in a different dorm, she decided. Sure enough, she saw Luna waving at her from a sea of two-tone blue striped neckties. Looking around at her own table, everyone was wearing a red and gold striped necktie. "Welcome to Gryffindor Merrillee," said Ron. "There's Professor Dumbledore, he's going to make a quick announcement before dinner starts."
Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome to a new school year everyone," he said. "I would like to welcome a student who has joined us late, Miss Merrillee Laughingbrook. She is the long lost cousin of our very own Harry Potter, and an extremely skilled ballerina. Welcome to Merrillee. My second announcement transfers nicely from that one. This year, we will be having optional ballet lessons. It came to my attention that aside from those thirty-eight of you at the school who play Quidditch, there is no physical activity provided. These lessons will be taught by someone with whom you are all very familiar. She is our only new teacher this year, as Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons will be taught by me. Please welcome Miss Fleur Delacour." Lots of applause came from the boys in the room.
After Dumbledore sat down, everyone began to eat. Ron turned to Harry and groaned. "Ballet lessons! I bet my mom writes and makes me take them." "I don't know," said Harry thoughtfully, "it could be fun. I've seen boy ballet dancers and it looks easy and fun." Merrillee, Ginny, and Hermione, however, were exchanging excited looks. "Hooray! I'm definitely going to do it!" said Hermione. "Me too" said Ginny. "I'm so glad I don't have to give up ballet after all!" said Merrillee.
When they had finished, Merrillee's new friends showed her to Gryffindor tower. There, she was introduced to Lavender and Parvati, two of her roommates other than Hermione. Merrillee fell into bed and went straight to sleep, dreaming of the next day when ballet auditions would start.
A/N Again, I hope you liked this better. I'm really trying here. Please don't hate my story. if you do, I'd like to know what I can do better, but I'm trying really hard and want to write a good story from this.
