The new girl
In Harry, Ron, and Hermione's 6th year a new girl from America came to their school. She was 16, the same age as them. She was pretty and listened to people's problems all the time. She had a secret that none of them knew, and she wouldn't tell them until the time was right. Oh, you may be thinking, is she Voldemort's daughter? Is she evil? No, it's nothing like that, she was. I'll tell you that when she tells them what her secret is.
Her name was Amber Leigh Wells; she had chestnut brown hair that was cut in layers and was long and straight. She was 5' 4", nice; and she was near-sighted. (She didn't have wear glasses all the time though.)
"Welcome back students! We will now be get on with the sorting ceremony! However, before we sort the first years we have two exchange students from the United States here with us. They will be sorted now. Wells, Amber," Dumbledore announced, the Amber came up to be sorted.
"Ah, well you are new but your not 11, you're 16, hmmmm, interesting," said the sorting hat in Amber's ear.
"Please not Slytherin, please not Slytherin," she pleaded in a whisper.
"Why not I think you would do wonderful in Slytherin. Absolutely Excellent! Fine then, but remember what I told you, GYRFFINDOR!" The sorting hat yelled out after what seemed like forever. All the Gryffindors clapped and cheered as well as the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. The Slytherins clapped, but not very enthusiastically
"Hey, I'm Hermione Granger. You must be Amber Wells right?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah, how old are you all?" she asked.
"16, and you?" asked Ron.
"The same," she said happily, "You know in America you can drive a car at that age!"
"Wow no fair! O, yeah, let me introduce myself! I'm Harry Potter. Why don't you seem surprised?"
"Because, I'm not," she said simply.
"Oh yeah, I'm Ron Weasley."
"Are your brothers Fred and George Weasley? The owners of WWW?" asked excitedly. "Me and my younger brother Alex go there all the time!"
"Yeah they're my brothers."
"That is SO cool!" she exclaimed
"Now, we also have another to be sorted! Alex Wells!" McGonnagal (sp?) shouted over the talking students, and all became quiet again.
"That's my baby brother; he's a year younger than us,"
Alex was up there almost as long as Amber was. Alex was sorted into (gasp!) Slytherin.
"No! Crappy Crap, Crap! I didn't want him to be in that house!" cried Amber.
"It's ok Amber, I'm sure he'll be fine," Hermione said sympathetically.
"With all the gits in there you never can tell, though," said Ron right before he shoved some chicken down his throat. (The feast had appeared.)
Amber looked a little green after watching Ron attack that chicken. They all dug in, with Amber exclaiming how much better the food was in Europe than the U.S.
"I don't think that even if you ate all the food here you would ever become as fat as my cousin Dudley," Harry stated.
"Really, how fat is he?" questioned Amber.
"I think he's pushing 110 to 115!"
"Well, that's not bad!"
"Kilograms. Not pounds."(For you who don't know that's about 242 to 250 pounds.)
"Ouch, that's, wow!"
"I know," smiled Harry, he didn't know why but he felt comfortable around her, not like when you usually meet a new person.
So how do you like it???? Review if you want, if you don't want to don't worry, but to give you a hint I absolutely LOVE reviews! ;)
In Harry, Ron, and Hermione's 6th year a new girl from America came to their school. She was 16, the same age as them. She was pretty and listened to people's problems all the time. She had a secret that none of them knew, and she wouldn't tell them until the time was right. Oh, you may be thinking, is she Voldemort's daughter? Is she evil? No, it's nothing like that, she was. I'll tell you that when she tells them what her secret is.
Her name was Amber Leigh Wells; she had chestnut brown hair that was cut in layers and was long and straight. She was 5' 4", nice; and she was near-sighted. (She didn't have wear glasses all the time though.)
"Welcome back students! We will now be get on with the sorting ceremony! However, before we sort the first years we have two exchange students from the United States here with us. They will be sorted now. Wells, Amber," Dumbledore announced, the Amber came up to be sorted.
"Ah, well you are new but your not 11, you're 16, hmmmm, interesting," said the sorting hat in Amber's ear.
"Please not Slytherin, please not Slytherin," she pleaded in a whisper.
"Why not I think you would do wonderful in Slytherin. Absolutely Excellent! Fine then, but remember what I told you, GYRFFINDOR!" The sorting hat yelled out after what seemed like forever. All the Gryffindors clapped and cheered as well as the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. The Slytherins clapped, but not very enthusiastically
"Hey, I'm Hermione Granger. You must be Amber Wells right?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah, how old are you all?" she asked.
"16, and you?" asked Ron.
"The same," she said happily, "You know in America you can drive a car at that age!"
"Wow no fair! O, yeah, let me introduce myself! I'm Harry Potter. Why don't you seem surprised?"
"Because, I'm not," she said simply.
"Oh yeah, I'm Ron Weasley."
"Are your brothers Fred and George Weasley? The owners of WWW?" asked excitedly. "Me and my younger brother Alex go there all the time!"
"Yeah they're my brothers."
"That is SO cool!" she exclaimed
"Now, we also have another to be sorted! Alex Wells!" McGonnagal (sp?) shouted over the talking students, and all became quiet again.
"That's my baby brother; he's a year younger than us,"
Alex was up there almost as long as Amber was. Alex was sorted into (gasp!) Slytherin.
"No! Crappy Crap, Crap! I didn't want him to be in that house!" cried Amber.
"It's ok Amber, I'm sure he'll be fine," Hermione said sympathetically.
"With all the gits in there you never can tell, though," said Ron right before he shoved some chicken down his throat. (The feast had appeared.)
Amber looked a little green after watching Ron attack that chicken. They all dug in, with Amber exclaiming how much better the food was in Europe than the U.S.
"I don't think that even if you ate all the food here you would ever become as fat as my cousin Dudley," Harry stated.
"Really, how fat is he?" questioned Amber.
"I think he's pushing 110 to 115!"
"Well, that's not bad!"
"Kilograms. Not pounds."(For you who don't know that's about 242 to 250 pounds.)
"Ouch, that's, wow!"
"I know," smiled Harry, he didn't know why but he felt comfortable around her, not like when you usually meet a new person.
So how do you like it???? Review if you want, if you don't want to don't worry, but to give you a hint I absolutely LOVE reviews! ;)