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This takes place in the first year of Hogwarts! (I'm using Lily, James, etc.) Enjoy, and please review!!
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James
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The rest of the ride to Hogwarts was pretty uneventful once the girls had left. Actually, another group of girls had come in. They said that two girls (I'm guessing was Blaire and Devin) had kicked them out of their compartment. They said they had "Top secret business to attend to". We let them in, and found out their names. There was Marie, who was a small black girl with hazel eyes, and black and brown streaked hair. The next girl was Norma, who had extremely curly dirty blonde hair. After Norma was Lily. She was sooooooooooooooooo pretty! She had long, long red hair (which she was wearing in a ponytail), and almond shaped emerald green eyes. The last girl was Abby, who was of Chinese ethnicity. She had black hair, and dark brown eyes. They were nothing like Devin and Blaire let me tell you, but were nice nonetheless. Another boy had come by, and was looking for a pack of cards that he had lost. We found that his name was Peter.
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Sirius
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As we got off the train, Remus was separated from us in the crowd, and we could see him taking a boat with Blaire, Devin, and Peter. (I secretly think that Devin and Blaire are much more interesting then who we were in a boat with.) We were seated in one of the boats with Lily and Marie. Marie is really shy, and didn't say much on the trip across the lake.
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Remus
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Blaire was reeeeeally pushing my buttons. My urge to smack her was getting to me, but I resisted. But then, Devin stepped in. She called me her sweat-heart!!! She was just joking though. We're too close of friends to go out. As the boats reached the center of the lake (to me it looked like a huge black blanket), we were able to see the school. It was like a castle; it had many windows, and lights that shone inside with brilliant color. The lawn was nicely kept, and in the distance, I could see the tree they had planted for me. It would be know than none other than "The Womping Willow". It actually is a good name, because it sounds like if you get too close, it will give you a good thrashing. That's prefect, because nobody needs to know my secret, and to tell you the truth, nobody does. Not even Blaire and Devin, but I most certainly don't plan on telling them. Not anytime soon at least.
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Devin
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When we got around to the middle of the lake, we could see the castle. It looked beautiful in the dark, with it's many windows, and shining lights. I could also see "The Womping Willow", which was where Remus would go once a month. He doesn't know that I know, because nobody has ever told me. MY secret is how I came to know HIS secret. I would never tell anyone of course, well, except Blaire. She already knows, and she wouldn't tell a soul.
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When we were across the lake and out of the boats, the large man led us to the front of the castle. He knocked three times on the Oak doors.
"Aaaaaaaany day now," said Blaire slowly. She turned to look at Remus, who had begun reading a book. She poked him in his side.
"What?" he said in a somewhat annoyed tone. Blaire looked at me as I mouthed, "What's his problem?"
"Fine then! I won't tell you," Blaire said turning away from him. "I have better things to do," she pushed her way to the front of the crowd, as the doors began to open. A lady with black hair, which was up in a high bun, had opened it.
"I will take them from here, Hagrid. You may go," she said to the small giant. "Come on now, first years!" she said in a stern tone. She led us into the castle and into a hall. There was a pretty marble staircase, and through the muffled sounds to the left, the rest of the school must have already been positioned. "Now, the sorting ceremony is about to begin. Please wait here," she motioned to the hall, and disappeared through a set of doors to the left.
"Well, then," I began. "I wonder what house we'll be in!"
"Most likely Gryffindor. I mean, we do joke, but we are quite brave," Blaire put in immodestly. I grinned at her as the same woman came into the hall again. "We are ready for you now. Follow me," she led us through the doors, which had just opened, and indeed, the rest of the school was quietly seated at their house tables. She led us up to the front of the room, just ahead of the Professors. Beside her stood a three legged stool, with a very, VERY, battered old hat. It was a brownish moldy color, with many patches. "Now when I call your name, please come up and try on the hat. It will determine which house you are to go to. Your house will be like your family at Hogwarts. Good deeds will earn you points, and any rule breaking will most certainly deduct them. Once you have been sorted, please sit at the respectable table." she touched the hat, and a large slit near the brim opened. The hat was singing!
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerves, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin,
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap."
The whole hall burst into applause at the wonderful song.
"Alright then, now we shall begin!" said the woman pulling out a large scroll of parchment.
"Severus, Snape," a medium sized boy with pale face and medium length black, greasy hair, stepped forward.
The hat barely had to touch his head before it had shouted "SLYTHERIN!" all of the Slytherin's stood up to clap.
"Wood, Michael."
"GRYFFINDOR!" the Gryffindors applauded.
"Smith, Luther."
"RAVENCLAW!" the Ravenclaws applauded loudly.
"Abbot, Sherri."
"HUFFLEPUFF!" the Hufflepuffs applauded.
"Miles, Blaire," she called. Blaire stepped forward, her brown hair bouncing all the way. She sat on the seat, and the hat was placed on her head.
"Hmmmm, a hard one," began the hat. "You'd be good in Ravenclaw. But no, that's not right. You are loyal to your friends. Hufflepuff, I suppose? But wait no! I have come to a decision, how about...GRYFFINDOR!!" shrieked the hat. Blaire stepped off the stool and ran to the Gryffindor table.
"Potter, James."
"GRYFFINDOR!!" the Gryffindors applauded.
"Martins, Devin." the hat had only just touched my head before it shouted.
"GRYFFINDOR!!"
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Blaire
*****
When the sorting had ended, and everybody had taken his or her seats, Dumbledore stood up.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" he said loudly. "I will not waste my time talking, for I'm hungry," he smiled at everyone. "But I DO wish to say three words: Nitwit! Oodsbockle! Chucklebuns!" and with that, food had appeared on every inch of the tale possible. There were bread, chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, pot roast, and TONS of stuff!
I turned to see Devin fill her ENTIRE plate with mashed potatoes. "Will you ever eat a real meal?" I asked her.
"Nope!" she declared, making a face at me. I looked around and saw that Sirius, Peter, James, Remus, and those girls had been sorted into Gryffindor. James, who was sitting across from Devin, looked up and saw her plate.
"Aren't you going to eat?" he asked her.
She looked up from her mashed potatoes. She looked at him for a minute and said, "I am."
"Fine," James said.
After 10 minutes of picking through her food (which was still almost filled up), Devin said, "There! Done!"
"But you didn't--" began James. Devin flashed him a warning look.
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Sorry to stop here, because it might already be too long. Please review, and thanks for the comments!
This takes place in the first year of Hogwarts! (I'm using Lily, James, etc.) Enjoy, and please review!!
*****
James
*****
The rest of the ride to Hogwarts was pretty uneventful once the girls had left. Actually, another group of girls had come in. They said that two girls (I'm guessing was Blaire and Devin) had kicked them out of their compartment. They said they had "Top secret business to attend to". We let them in, and found out their names. There was Marie, who was a small black girl with hazel eyes, and black and brown streaked hair. The next girl was Norma, who had extremely curly dirty blonde hair. After Norma was Lily. She was sooooooooooooooooo pretty! She had long, long red hair (which she was wearing in a ponytail), and almond shaped emerald green eyes. The last girl was Abby, who was of Chinese ethnicity. She had black hair, and dark brown eyes. They were nothing like Devin and Blaire let me tell you, but were nice nonetheless. Another boy had come by, and was looking for a pack of cards that he had lost. We found that his name was Peter.
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*****
Sirius
*****
As we got off the train, Remus was separated from us in the crowd, and we could see him taking a boat with Blaire, Devin, and Peter. (I secretly think that Devin and Blaire are much more interesting then who we were in a boat with.) We were seated in one of the boats with Lily and Marie. Marie is really shy, and didn't say much on the trip across the lake.
*****
Remus
*****
Blaire was reeeeeally pushing my buttons. My urge to smack her was getting to me, but I resisted. But then, Devin stepped in. She called me her sweat-heart!!! She was just joking though. We're too close of friends to go out. As the boats reached the center of the lake (to me it looked like a huge black blanket), we were able to see the school. It was like a castle; it had many windows, and lights that shone inside with brilliant color. The lawn was nicely kept, and in the distance, I could see the tree they had planted for me. It would be know than none other than "The Womping Willow". It actually is a good name, because it sounds like if you get too close, it will give you a good thrashing. That's prefect, because nobody needs to know my secret, and to tell you the truth, nobody does. Not even Blaire and Devin, but I most certainly don't plan on telling them. Not anytime soon at least.
*****
Devin
*****
When we got around to the middle of the lake, we could see the castle. It looked beautiful in the dark, with it's many windows, and shining lights. I could also see "The Womping Willow", which was where Remus would go once a month. He doesn't know that I know, because nobody has ever told me. MY secret is how I came to know HIS secret. I would never tell anyone of course, well, except Blaire. She already knows, and she wouldn't tell a soul.
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When we were across the lake and out of the boats, the large man led us to the front of the castle. He knocked three times on the Oak doors.
"Aaaaaaaany day now," said Blaire slowly. She turned to look at Remus, who had begun reading a book. She poked him in his side.
"What?" he said in a somewhat annoyed tone. Blaire looked at me as I mouthed, "What's his problem?"
"Fine then! I won't tell you," Blaire said turning away from him. "I have better things to do," she pushed her way to the front of the crowd, as the doors began to open. A lady with black hair, which was up in a high bun, had opened it.
"I will take them from here, Hagrid. You may go," she said to the small giant. "Come on now, first years!" she said in a stern tone. She led us into the castle and into a hall. There was a pretty marble staircase, and through the muffled sounds to the left, the rest of the school must have already been positioned. "Now, the sorting ceremony is about to begin. Please wait here," she motioned to the hall, and disappeared through a set of doors to the left.
"Well, then," I began. "I wonder what house we'll be in!"
"Most likely Gryffindor. I mean, we do joke, but we are quite brave," Blaire put in immodestly. I grinned at her as the same woman came into the hall again. "We are ready for you now. Follow me," she led us through the doors, which had just opened, and indeed, the rest of the school was quietly seated at their house tables. She led us up to the front of the room, just ahead of the Professors. Beside her stood a three legged stool, with a very, VERY, battered old hat. It was a brownish moldy color, with many patches. "Now when I call your name, please come up and try on the hat. It will determine which house you are to go to. Your house will be like your family at Hogwarts. Good deeds will earn you points, and any rule breaking will most certainly deduct them. Once you have been sorted, please sit at the respectable table." she touched the hat, and a large slit near the brim opened. The hat was singing!
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerves, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin,
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap."
The whole hall burst into applause at the wonderful song.
"Alright then, now we shall begin!" said the woman pulling out a large scroll of parchment.
"Severus, Snape," a medium sized boy with pale face and medium length black, greasy hair, stepped forward.
The hat barely had to touch his head before it had shouted "SLYTHERIN!" all of the Slytherin's stood up to clap.
"Wood, Michael."
"GRYFFINDOR!" the Gryffindors applauded.
"Smith, Luther."
"RAVENCLAW!" the Ravenclaws applauded loudly.
"Abbot, Sherri."
"HUFFLEPUFF!" the Hufflepuffs applauded.
"Miles, Blaire," she called. Blaire stepped forward, her brown hair bouncing all the way. She sat on the seat, and the hat was placed on her head.
"Hmmmm, a hard one," began the hat. "You'd be good in Ravenclaw. But no, that's not right. You are loyal to your friends. Hufflepuff, I suppose? But wait no! I have come to a decision, how about...GRYFFINDOR!!" shrieked the hat. Blaire stepped off the stool and ran to the Gryffindor table.
"Potter, James."
"GRYFFINDOR!!" the Gryffindors applauded.
"Martins, Devin." the hat had only just touched my head before it shouted.
"GRYFFINDOR!!"
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*****
Blaire
*****
When the sorting had ended, and everybody had taken his or her seats, Dumbledore stood up.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" he said loudly. "I will not waste my time talking, for I'm hungry," he smiled at everyone. "But I DO wish to say three words: Nitwit! Oodsbockle! Chucklebuns!" and with that, food had appeared on every inch of the tale possible. There were bread, chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, pot roast, and TONS of stuff!
I turned to see Devin fill her ENTIRE plate with mashed potatoes. "Will you ever eat a real meal?" I asked her.
"Nope!" she declared, making a face at me. I looked around and saw that Sirius, Peter, James, Remus, and those girls had been sorted into Gryffindor. James, who was sitting across from Devin, looked up and saw her plate.
"Aren't you going to eat?" he asked her.
She looked up from her mashed potatoes. She looked at him for a minute and said, "I am."
"Fine," James said.
After 10 minutes of picking through her food (which was still almost filled up), Devin said, "There! Done!"
"But you didn't--" began James. Devin flashed him a warning look.
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Sorry to stop here, because it might already be too long. Please review, and thanks for the comments!