Disclaimer: I live in America, so obviously I do not own anything but my OC
and this plot.
LAST TIME: she dreaded the moment when she had to walk up in front of the whole school. All those eyes, they would be boring into her back. And she wouldn't know whom the eyes belonged to. For all she would know, HE could be there. HE could be staring at her. She shuddered. She didn't like thinking about that.
ALL too quickly Sara's boat hit the other side of the lake. She reluctantly hopped out of it. She followed Hagrid and the first years.
When they got inside the school, they were quickly ushered into a room, and a Professor McGonnagal started talking. Sara couldn't hear what she was saying. All she heard was herself, worrying about whether she was really safe here. The only thing she understood that was said was something about their belongings being in their rooms.
Before she knew it, they were walking into a room called the Great Hall. Sara heard a first year say "look at the ceiling!" Sara looked, and gasped. It was breathtaking. The ceiling looked exactly like the sky outside. Sara had always loved looking at the endless span of skyline. It was the only thing she had enjoyed, and the only time had she felt safe. She knew just by looking at this ceiling that she was going to love Hogwarts.
Professor Mcgonnagal brought a worn looking hat out and placed it on a stool. It began singing a song and Sara just listened, enjoying the moments she had before she would have to go and be sorted into a house. When the hat had finished, Professor McGonnagal called out a name, and a boy walked up to her and sat on the stool. The hat was placed on his head and it only took a second before shouting "SLYTHERIN!" The boy walked towards his house's table and sat down among the cheering students.
This process was repeated over and over again. Sara watched, and suddenly a horrible thought hit her.
"What if Professor McGonnagal calls out my mother's last name? I have gone by her last name for my whole life, but I don't want anyone here to know who my mother is. They would hate me. Maybe they won't know who my mother is... I know Professor McGonnagal won't call out my real last name, because no one knows it, I am not even supposed to know it. And the letter I got in the mail was addressed to me with my mother's last name." Sara's thoughts were jumbled together and she hardly heard the last first year's name being called out. But she did hear Professor McGonnagal's announcement.
"And now we would like to sort in a new student, she is a sixth year, and is joining us from Durmstrang."
Sara wondered what Durmstrang was, probably a school, and figured that Professor Dumbledore had thought up that as an excuse for why she was there.
"Sara Snape!"
Don't hate me. I had to stop it there. It was perfect. Please review!
LAST TIME: she dreaded the moment when she had to walk up in front of the whole school. All those eyes, they would be boring into her back. And she wouldn't know whom the eyes belonged to. For all she would know, HE could be there. HE could be staring at her. She shuddered. She didn't like thinking about that.
ALL too quickly Sara's boat hit the other side of the lake. She reluctantly hopped out of it. She followed Hagrid and the first years.
When they got inside the school, they were quickly ushered into a room, and a Professor McGonnagal started talking. Sara couldn't hear what she was saying. All she heard was herself, worrying about whether she was really safe here. The only thing she understood that was said was something about their belongings being in their rooms.
Before she knew it, they were walking into a room called the Great Hall. Sara heard a first year say "look at the ceiling!" Sara looked, and gasped. It was breathtaking. The ceiling looked exactly like the sky outside. Sara had always loved looking at the endless span of skyline. It was the only thing she had enjoyed, and the only time had she felt safe. She knew just by looking at this ceiling that she was going to love Hogwarts.
Professor Mcgonnagal brought a worn looking hat out and placed it on a stool. It began singing a song and Sara just listened, enjoying the moments she had before she would have to go and be sorted into a house. When the hat had finished, Professor McGonnagal called out a name, and a boy walked up to her and sat on the stool. The hat was placed on his head and it only took a second before shouting "SLYTHERIN!" The boy walked towards his house's table and sat down among the cheering students.
This process was repeated over and over again. Sara watched, and suddenly a horrible thought hit her.
"What if Professor McGonnagal calls out my mother's last name? I have gone by her last name for my whole life, but I don't want anyone here to know who my mother is. They would hate me. Maybe they won't know who my mother is... I know Professor McGonnagal won't call out my real last name, because no one knows it, I am not even supposed to know it. And the letter I got in the mail was addressed to me with my mother's last name." Sara's thoughts were jumbled together and she hardly heard the last first year's name being called out. But she did hear Professor McGonnagal's announcement.
"And now we would like to sort in a new student, she is a sixth year, and is joining us from Durmstrang."
Sara wondered what Durmstrang was, probably a school, and figured that Professor Dumbledore had thought up that as an excuse for why she was there.
"Sara Snape!"
Don't hate me. I had to stop it there. It was perfect. Please review!