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The journey to Hogwarts had been reasonably uneventful, due to the fact that Celestrial had curled herself up in a corner and read a very large and very old book. And while she was there the three boys didn't feel like talking all that much, Celestrial seemed to be able to suck the happiness out of a place almost as well as a Dementor did. So it wasn't surprising that Jack was very happy when the Hogwarts Express finally reached the Hogsmeade station.

Celestrial stepped off of the annoyingly red train and onto the platform, the night air was cold and crisp making her shiver. This was just the kind of weather that she liked, she was staring contentedly at the silver full moon when a large shape blocked her view of the heavens above.

"Ok firs' years this way," came the booming voice of Hagrid, and Celestrial cringed in dislike at the loud and bad mannered giant.

"There is no need to shout," she said "I am sure that they heard you back at London." Despite her voice being so soft, Hagrid heard it all the same and stared down at the pale girl standing beside him.

"And what is your name?" demanded the giant, and Celestrial looked up at him with dark, cold black eyes.

"My name is my own, what business is it to you?" she said, crossing her arms across her chest and staring at the giant without a flinch.

"Jus' who do ya thin' ya are?" demanded Hagrid, who looked like he was about to lose his temper.

"Her name is Celestrial Smith," said Thomas coming up beside them "she's starting in second year here."

"Yah look a little young to be startin' second year," said Hagrid, and Celestrial just shrugged "then again there has been some weird mix-ups, like little Hermoine Granger spending an extra year at Hogwarts jus' because she had to many class's." the giant seemed to have gone off into some kind of day dream, probably of years gone by.

"Excuse me for interrupting your little flash back," said Celestrial, her voice dripping in sarcasm "but wouldn't it be a good idea if we actually got to the school?"

"Yes, yes of course," answered Hagrid "I suppose you'll get sorted like the rest of the new students?"

"I suppose," whispered Celestrial, she looked around at the first years in disguist "if I have to."



Adam Weasley placed his chin in his hand as he watched the sorting ceremony procede.

"Smitten, Jenny," cried out McGonnagal, as a girl with brown pig tails hurried up to the sorting hat.

"Is it just me or does Dumbledore look worse this year than last?" asked Dennis, and they all looked at the headmaster who did look rather older than usual.

"He'll be retiring soon, he's getting way to old for all of this," said Thomas "do you think McGonnagal will get the job?"

"Nah, it has to be Peeves," said Jack, and that caused Dennis to snort out a laugh.

"Yeah, a great headmaster he'll be," laughed Adam.

"I think Lupin will get the job," said Dennis, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Smith, Celestrial," called out MrGonnagal then, and they all turned to watch. Celestrial climbed the stairs to the sorting hat carefully. She didn't seem scared at all, more apprehensive than anything. She placed the tattered old sorting hat onto her head and waited for a moment. Finally the cap cried out…

"GRYFFINDOR."

"What?" demanded Jack "that girl is Slytherin material if ever I saw it."

"Shh she's coming over," whispered Thomas, and the black haired girl swept over to their table, her robes billowing out behind her as if they were to big.

"It seems as if I have had the priviledge of joining your house," she said, her voice sounding hollow and sarcastic.

"It seems that way," answered Dennis, glaring at Celestrial with a look of dislike. A look which she was all to happy to return.



I know I know nothing really all that exciting has happened yet (we're getting there)