Disclaimer: I don't own anything, with an exception for the plot.
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Professor Flitwick layed the ancient sorting Hat on top of an equally ancient Stool, and let Professor McGonagall come forward. Professor McGonagall unraveled a long piece of Parchment and began to call out names. "Kerg, Alicia!" A small black haired girl tumbled out of the crowd and ran over to the sorting hat.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat decided after a moments pause. Professor McGonagall glanced back at her list, "Maurie, David!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Maurie, Marvin!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Kendra, Katherine!
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Professor McGonagall gave one last glance at her list before shouting,
"Moriss, Amanda!" an even smaller girl with bouncy golden curls hoped brightly over to the sorting Hat,
"SLYTHERIN!" The whole room raised an eyebrow, then glanced back at the girl, She was trying as hard as she could to chock back what looked unmistakable like tears.
". . . . And I hope very much that you will all enjoy your time spent here at Hogwarts," Moments pause. "Dig in!" The first gasped in awe as the silver platers filled themselves high with food, The students immediately began to cram their plates full with everything in sight, Among them, was a Sixteen-year old wizard named Harry Potter.
"De 'ous eves' mus' uv' aken fo'ev' do make awe dis,'" Ron meaningfully gestured around at all the food. Hermione gave Ron a reproachful look, wich told Harry very clearly, that Hermione had not given up on S.P.E.W. . Ron have a giant swallow "Well, it's true, there does seem to be a bit more food than usual . . ."
It was a very simple strategy, how the meal went along: The dinner came, The Dinner disappeared. The desert came, and then disappeared even faster then the Dinner had.
(End of feast)
"Well, off you go to your common rooms, Prefects - please show the first years ware to go, Good-night!" Harry, Ron and Hermione slowly lifted themselves off there feet, to full to speak. "See you in Common room!" they both shouted, and were gone. But when he walked into the entrance hall, He was overtaken by someone.
"Hello!" said I small voice said, somewhere near the ground. Harry looked down; it was the girl that had cried at being made a Slytherin. "How are you? The Slytherin prefects forgot me when they took all of the first years to the house common rooms, I don't know were to go." "I'm sorry, I can't help you, I'm in Gryffindor." "Your in Gryffindor?" the small girl asked, her eyes alight. "Isn't it the best house?" "Some people say it is, I don't mind it." Harry felt that this was the occasion to not act in favor of his house as much a he normally would have, judging from what he had just seen, this girl had clearly not wanted to be in Slytherin.
"Wait!" the girl exclaimed suddenly. "Aren't you Harry Potter?" Harry felt his face grow hot once more. "Yes." He said shortly, and turned around. "Wait!" the girl called again. Harry turned around again. "Do – do you – do you wan't to come to my party tomorrow?" The girl blushed a bright color of magenta. "Party?"
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"Don't worry, just a happy little birthday party! happy as can be! read and review, you'll like the next chapter, it's when I get into the plot. . . .
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ Chapter 1 /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Professor Flitwick layed the ancient sorting Hat on top of an equally ancient Stool, and let Professor McGonagall come forward. Professor McGonagall unraveled a long piece of Parchment and began to call out names. "Kerg, Alicia!" A small black haired girl tumbled out of the crowd and ran over to the sorting hat.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat decided after a moments pause. Professor McGonagall glanced back at her list, "Maurie, David!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Maurie, Marvin!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Kendra, Katherine!
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Professor McGonagall gave one last glance at her list before shouting,
"Moriss, Amanda!" an even smaller girl with bouncy golden curls hoped brightly over to the sorting Hat,
"SLYTHERIN!" The whole room raised an eyebrow, then glanced back at the girl, She was trying as hard as she could to chock back what looked unmistakable like tears.
". . . . And I hope very much that you will all enjoy your time spent here at Hogwarts," Moments pause. "Dig in!" The first gasped in awe as the silver platers filled themselves high with food, The students immediately began to cram their plates full with everything in sight, Among them, was a Sixteen-year old wizard named Harry Potter.
"De 'ous eves' mus' uv' aken fo'ev' do make awe dis,'" Ron meaningfully gestured around at all the food. Hermione gave Ron a reproachful look, wich told Harry very clearly, that Hermione had not given up on S.P.E.W. . Ron have a giant swallow "Well, it's true, there does seem to be a bit more food than usual . . ."
It was a very simple strategy, how the meal went along: The dinner came, The Dinner disappeared. The desert came, and then disappeared even faster then the Dinner had.
(End of feast)
"Well, off you go to your common rooms, Prefects - please show the first years ware to go, Good-night!" Harry, Ron and Hermione slowly lifted themselves off there feet, to full to speak. "See you in Common room!" they both shouted, and were gone. But when he walked into the entrance hall, He was overtaken by someone.
"Hello!" said I small voice said, somewhere near the ground. Harry looked down; it was the girl that had cried at being made a Slytherin. "How are you? The Slytherin prefects forgot me when they took all of the first years to the house common rooms, I don't know were to go." "I'm sorry, I can't help you, I'm in Gryffindor." "Your in Gryffindor?" the small girl asked, her eyes alight. "Isn't it the best house?" "Some people say it is, I don't mind it." Harry felt that this was the occasion to not act in favor of his house as much a he normally would have, judging from what he had just seen, this girl had clearly not wanted to be in Slytherin.
"Wait!" the girl exclaimed suddenly. "Aren't you Harry Potter?" Harry felt his face grow hot once more. "Yes." He said shortly, and turned around. "Wait!" the girl called again. Harry turned around again. "Do – do you – do you wan't to come to my party tomorrow?" The girl blushed a bright color of magenta. "Party?"
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"Don't worry, just a happy little birthday party! happy as can be! read and review, you'll like the next chapter, it's when I get into the plot. . . .