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~ Chapter 3 ~
Rachel Avalon
When they all woke up the next morning, which was about noon, they had to clean up the house from the party.
"That was an awesome party mum," George had said to his mother when he saw her that morning.
"Ya mum, especially the cake!" Fred said, and automatically, Fred and George exploded with laughter, waking up everyone in the house.
When Harry got up, he saw that Ron had already woken up. So he got up, got dressed and went down the stairs to where everyone was sitting.
"Hello Harry. I'm sorry I couldn't be here last night for your party, so, Happy Fifteenth Birthday." Percy said to Harry, as he shook Harry's hand. It was the first time Harry had saw Percy over the whole summer holidays. Then Percy went on, "I remember when I was fifteen. Yes, it is as if it was just yesterday that I - "
George quickly interrupted him, "Well, we really don't care about your fifteenth birthday. Honestly. By the way, Perce, why weren't you here yesterday?"
"Well, we are still on the look-out for He Who Must Not Be Named, and the ministry is trying to keep everyone calm, and since I took over Mr. Crouch's job, it's very difficult. I don't know as many languages as he knew, so I must learn as much as I can, and."
Just then, Hermione and Ginny came downstairs still in their pajamas.
"Good morning everyone!" Hermione said, in a loud, cheerful voice.
"Well, now that everyone is here, I think we can all dig into our food." Mrs. Weasley had just come into the room.
Everyone was enjoying his or her food, while Ron was telling Harry, "I don't believe Mum let us stay up so late. I really think we should have parties more often. I mean, it was almost the crack of dawn. Now that's saying something."
Harry was listening to him, but couldn't help over hearing some of the other conversations.
"Smeagal, the dragon we're training now, almost ate my boss's hand when we were trying to train her. I mean, my boss almost fired us all." Charlie was saying to Bill, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
"Well, one of the goblins in Gringotts had left his station for a quick chat with a friend he had spotted, and it ended up being not so quick. The costumers came in, got really pissed, and complained. We almost got fuckin' sued." Bill was saying, as all four of them started laughing.
Fred was telling George something about a chocolate that explodes in your mouth, while George was writing it down on a small, crumpled up looking paper.
Percy had taken one bite of toast, and left to go back to work, while Hermione and Ginny were in a deep conversation about the new girl in school.
"I think that she thinks she's all that. I mean, did you see how she looked in that picture? C'mon now, Hoe!" Hermione said.
"I think she looked very pretty. Hermione, your not really the kind of person that judges people on how they look." Ginny was debating.
"Well, you're right, I'm sorry. I guess, well," Hermione lowered her voice to a whisper. "I guess I'm kinda jealous of her, that's all."
Then Harry turned back to Ron who was still talking to him.
".Well, I for one, am going to try and make more friends, so we could throw them surprise parties. And of course, yours Harry. Mmm, this trifle pie looks very delicious, I think I'll eat some more of it. Do you want some Harry?"
"Yes, Please. All of your Mum's food is delicious." Harry said, taking a piece of pie, and enjoying it.
Mrs. Weasley heard his compliment, and beamed at him.
"Suck up." Ron hissed in Harry's ear.
"Am not!" Harry hissed back.
After everyone was done eating, Mrs. Weasley announced, "Well, I'll be going down to Diagon Alley to get the things for the kids. If anyone wants to come, then."
Harry and Ron looked at each other, then they both looked at Hermione, and at the same time, they all nodded "Yes."
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Time was passing by very quickly for Harry, because he was enjoying his stay at the Weasley's. September the first was approaching quicker and quicker. He especially liked staying at the Weasley's because he, Ron, Fred and George always played Quidditch. Harry, on his Firebolt, was unstoppable. Unless he fell off his broom or something, which luckily, didn't happen.
Hermione spent a lot of time with Ginny, and was really bonding with her. Hermione often told Ron, when he made fun of her that she's hanging out with Ginny, "We're only one year apart. That doesn't mean I can't be her friend. And Plus, you're her brother. But still, you should be nice to her."
Everyone had already gotten all the things that they needed for first term in Diagon Alley. So they were ready to go back to Hogwarts.
Then finally, September the first came. A bit too quick for Harry, though.
They were on their way to King's Cross Station, so they could get on the Hogwarts Express, the train that would take them to Hogwarts School. They were going in Mr. Weasley's car. Ron, Harry, Fred and George were squished together in the back, while Hermione and Ginny sat in the middle row, and with Mrs. Weasley in the passenger seat, and Mr. Weasley driving.
When they finally arrived at King's Cross Station, Mr. Weasley got out of the car first, and went off for search of six trolleys.
"So, another year begins, eh kids?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
Fred and George probably didn't even hear her say that, because they were in a very deep conversation of their own.
A couple of minutes later, Mr. Weasley came back with six trolleys. The Weasley's, Harry and Hermione all packed their things up, and headed for platforms nine and ten, because their platform was nine and three-quarters.
When they arrived at platforms nine and ten, they had to go through an invisible portal to get to platform nine and three-quarters. Mrs. Weasley told Fred and George to go first (they were still deep in their conversation), then Ginny and Hermione, and Harry and Ron followed them.
As Harry wheeled his trolley through the portal, Ron was beside him, going on about Rachel Avalon, the new student.
The next thing he knew, Harry was in a crowded place, with the Hogwarts Express just a couple of meters in front of him. He and Ron said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and they boarded the train. Luckily, they found an empty compartment, and occupied it. Hermione found them, and sat in their compartment. Ginny wasn't with her, she had gone off with her other friends, not wanting to chill with her brother.
Then, Harry felt the train start to move. And a couple of moments later, he saw trees and grass all around the train, because he was looking through the window.
"So, do you guys want to review some notes before we actually get to Hogwarts?" Hermione asked Ron and Harry. "Ginny and I made them. Ginny has her own copy, of course." Harry saw that the notes were all color-coded and everything.
"Hermione, face it. Your never gonna be smarter than Rachel, so." Ron trailed off, obviously seeing the colorful notes.
"Yes, well, it doesn't hurt to try. I mean, wait. What are you talking about Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Well, you're obviously trying to be better than Rachel. But, it's never gonna happen, like I said-"
"Oh, shut up Ron. No one asked you anyway," snapped Hermione, "honestly..."
The whole ride was mostly like that. Harry barely said a word, except when Ron asked him, "Don't you think Hermione's overreacting? I mean, I'm just pointing out that Rachel is the smartest. That's why she transferred to Hogwarts in the first place."
"Ya, I guess. I just can't wait to meet her, though."
"Ya, me neither!" Said Ron.
"Oh, honestly." Hermione said, as she got up and left the compartment.
"Finally, the smartest thing she's done in ages." Ron said after Hermione left the compartment.
After a couple of hours, it started getting dark. Harry felt that the train was starting to slow down.
Just then, Hermione walked into Harry and Ron's compartment.
"Oh, no. She's back!" muttered Ron.
"I heard that." Hermione snapped. "I just came to tell you, that you should get into your school clothes, because we're nearly there." Then she spun around, and left just as quickly as she entered.
Harry and Ron got into their robes very quickly. And just then, Harry remembered something. "Hey, I wonder who's going to be our Defense Against Dark Arts teacher this year?"
"Beat's me." Said Ron. "I just hope it's a normal person. I mean, so far, we've had, what? A werewolf, a famous guy, and one of You Know Who's Death Eaters."
"Ya, I know what you mean." Harry said, just as they were getting off the train.
When they were off, Harry spotted Hermione running towards them.
"You'll.never.guess.who.I.just.saw." Hermione said, gasping for breath.
"Who? Who?" Ron asked, eager to know.
"Rachel.Avalon.Just.met.her.she's.with.Fred.and.George."
"Thanks a bunch!" said Ron, running towards where Hermione had pointed.
"What is she doing with Fred and George, Hermione?" Harry asked.
Hermione seemed to be catching her breath. "I dunno. She was laughing at something they did. You know, one of their jokes.I think they did something to, um, Neville."
Neville Longbottom was one of Harry's friends. He was also in Gryffindor, just like him.
So Harry and Hermione walked to where she had pointed.
When Harry spotted Rachel, he froze. She was even more beautiful than the picture. She was about the same height as Harry. She had straight, brown hair, with blond streaks in it. She had it hair up in a ponytail, and Harry noticed that her shoes had heels on them, which meant that she wasn't as tall as she appeared to be. But her eyes were red. This feature did not appeal to Harry. They reminded him of someone, but he couldn't think of whom at the moment. He and Hermione went up to her.
"This is Harry Potter, Rachel." Hermione said.
"Wow! You're the Harry Potter. I've heard so much about you!" She looked at Harry's forehead, and saw his scar. "Well, it's nice to meet you." She and Harry shook hands.
"Hi! I'm Ron Weasley. I'm Harry's best friend." Ron said to Rachel, blushing, and shaking her hand at the same time.
"Oh! I've heard a lot about you too, Ron. Nice to meet you too."
Just then, the carriages that were going to take them to the castle arrived. Because the Hogwarts Express had dropped them to Hogsmeade station. So Harry, Ron, Hermione and Rachel all sat in one carriage as it took them to the castle.
"Wow!" said Rachel again, "I've read all about Hogwarts. I've mostly read about it in Hogwarts a History. Did you any of you guys read it? It's so interesting'. Don't you think?"
"Yes!" Hermione answered almost immediately. "It's very interesting. I read it in my first year at Hogwarts." She said breathlessly.
"Um, you seem to know a lot. Are you one of the top student's? Ya you are, right?"
"Yes! I think. How do you know?" asked Hermione.
"Well, Divination is my favorite subject. It's also that I'm really good in it. Not to brag or anything." Rachel smiled.
Hermione frowned slightly, but recovered herself. "Do you like Arithmancy?"
The whole way to the castle was like that. Hermione and Rachel were talking about nothing but school and books.
Ron had managed to whisper to Harry when Hermione and Rachel were deep in their conversation, "She's pretty and all, but she's like another Hermione." Harry laughed at this, but not too much, because he liked Rachel, a lot.
When they finally arrived at the castle, Hermione was showing Rachel around. "And that's the Great Hall. It's where we eat, and have feasts, and so on."
"I've read about this place too. I've seen some of them pictures, but it looks so much better in person, obviously. I especially like that enchanted ceiling, you know, the one that mimics the real sky?"
"Yes, it's quite extraordinary." Hermione said.
Hermione showed Rachel all the tables, explained some rules and other important things.
When they walked into the Great Hall, Hermione asked Rachel to sit beside her, but Rachel went, and sat beside Harry instead. "Is it OK if I sit at this seat?" she asked Harry.
"Um, sure. Go ahead. It's not taken." Harry replied.
"Hey, um, Rachel, that's kinda my seat." Ron had come now, and wanted to sit beside Harry.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Harry said it wasn't taken so I kinda sat down. I'm very sorry." She said apologetically.
Harry gave Ron the look that said I-let-her-sit-there-so-go-somewhere-else. And Ron understood, so he quickly said, "Actually, you can sit there, I'll sit beside Hermione."
"On thanks a lot, Ron, was it?" Rachel said. Ron nodded and blushed.
Just then, the whole room fell silent as all the first years came into the room. All their faces looked scared and terrified. They were going to be sorted into one of the four houses, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw.
"This is the part where they will take out the Sorting Hat and sort all the first years, right?" Rachel asked Harry.
"Yes. Is this what they did to you when you asked to be in Hogwarts?" Harry whispered.
"Uh-huh. I had to do it in Mr. Dumbledore's office in front of all of the teachers. It was quite frightening. That stupid hat almost put me in Slytherin. Good thing I told it not to put me there. If I was in Slytherin, I think I would die." Rachel answered with a half trembling voice. "I heard all about the Voldemort guy. Quite scary, don't you think?"
"Yes, he did kill my parents after all." Harry said, surprised that Rachel said Voldemort's name, not just 'You Know Who' or 'He Who Must Not Be Named.'
"Oh my. I'm sorry. I kinda keep forgetting that your Harry Potter, y'know."
When Rachel said this, Harry felt the happiest he could, because for the whole time Harry was in Hogwarts, people kept pointing fingers at him because he was famous. So Harry quickly said, "You don't have to be sorry. I'm actually happy that you forget, because then you'll treat me like a normal person, not some famous guy."
"Well, I know what you mean, cuz ever since I transferred to Hogwarts, I've been kinda famous myself."
"Ya, weird, eh?"
"Tell me 'bout it!"
After the sorting had finished, Dumbledore got up and said, "Enjoy your meals." And suddenly, all the golden plates suddenly filled with food.
"WOW!" Rachel said. "Amazing!" Every one began eating.
After the Feast had ended, Dumbledore got up from his seat again and, as usual, made the announcements.
"First of all, students, welcome back. I hope you all enjoyed your holidays, but have been studying at the same time. Because this year, will be a tough year. Especially with the new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher. I would like to introduce, Glen Kakatchi. Or, Professor Kakatchi." And Professor Kakatchi got up from his chair, at the staff table.
Professor Kakatchi was a tall, thin man. He looked as if he was in his mid twenties. His hair was slightly gelled to the side, and he looked very happy and bright. Just then, Dumbledore continued, but before he did, Harry caught Professor Snape's eye. Professor Snape was the Potions teacher. He had always wanted the Defense Against Dark Arts job. He was always Harry's least favorite teacher, and Harry was always Snape's least favorite student.
"Second of all, Quidditch matches will be postponed this year. We will update you as soon as possible, because we are organixzing something, and am sure you will all enjoy it!."
The whole room filled with buzzing. Some people were very disappointed that Quidditch was postponed, while others were talking excitedly about the surprise. The Great Hall was very noisy, until Dumbledore, the Head Master, spoke again, and the Great Hall filled with silence once again.
"And finally, I'd like to welcome all the new students to the school, especially, Ms. Rachel Avalon. I'm very glad you decided to join us and hope you enjoy your years here at Hogwarts. Thank you. Now, everyone, off to your dormitories."
Just then, the whole Great Hall started emptying. As Harry followed the familiar path to Gryffindor Tower, to the painting of the fat lady in a pink silk dress, he gave the new password, Dormien. The painting swung open, and Harry made his way into the Common Room he was closely followed by Rachel, Ron, and Hermione.
"Now, the girls' dormitories are to the left, and the boys' dormitories are to the right." Hermione was explaining to Rachel. "And, this," Hermione pointed to the room they were standing in, "Is the Gryffindor Common Room. It's where we usually do our homework, have fun, and all that kind of stuff."
"Well, it's very kind of you to be showing me around. Thanks." Rachel said to Hermione.
"If you ever need anything, Rachel, just call, and I'll be there." Ron said to Rachel, which made her laugh.
Hermione wasn't impressed with this. "Maybe you should go to your dormitory, Ron." She snapped.
Ron opened his mouth to say something to her, but before he got the chance, Fred and George showed up. Fred said, "Hey, what's up Rach? You like our Common Room, eh? So, how about we go pull another stunt on Neville? He didn't seem to mind the first time we slid dung down his back."
At this, Rachel, Fred and George all started laughing. Rachel then followed Fred and George out of the Common Room, so fast that Hermione didn't even have a chance to stop them. But Rachel managed to shout out, before she left, "Good night guys, see ya tomorrow!" and she was gone.
"What, was that all about?" Harry asked in confusion.
"I guess she just likes to have fun. But be top student as well." Ron answered. "Well, I'm stuffed, and I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. Good night everyone."
"I think I'm going to sleep too. What about you Hermione? Are you going to sleep?" Harry asked.
"No, I have to wait for Rachel to come back so I could show her where her bed is. But, thanks for asking." Hermione answered.
"Well, don't stay up too late." Harry muttered, as he quickly followed Ron into their dormitory. "Good Night!"
"Good night, Harry."
Harry made his way into his dormitory. Ron was just getting into bed. The other fifth year Gryffindor boys, Seamus Finnigan, and Dean Thomas were already sound asleep in their four-poster beds. Neville Longbottom, however, was not in his bed. Rachel, Fred and George were probably chasing him around the school.
Harry, being as tired as he was, saw that all of his things were already there, so he changed into his pajamas, and lay down on his four-poster bed, happy to be in Hogwarts at last, and fell asleep.
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~ Chapter 3 ~
Rachel Avalon
When they all woke up the next morning, which was about noon, they had to clean up the house from the party.
"That was an awesome party mum," George had said to his mother when he saw her that morning.
"Ya mum, especially the cake!" Fred said, and automatically, Fred and George exploded with laughter, waking up everyone in the house.
When Harry got up, he saw that Ron had already woken up. So he got up, got dressed and went down the stairs to where everyone was sitting.
"Hello Harry. I'm sorry I couldn't be here last night for your party, so, Happy Fifteenth Birthday." Percy said to Harry, as he shook Harry's hand. It was the first time Harry had saw Percy over the whole summer holidays. Then Percy went on, "I remember when I was fifteen. Yes, it is as if it was just yesterday that I - "
George quickly interrupted him, "Well, we really don't care about your fifteenth birthday. Honestly. By the way, Perce, why weren't you here yesterday?"
"Well, we are still on the look-out for He Who Must Not Be Named, and the ministry is trying to keep everyone calm, and since I took over Mr. Crouch's job, it's very difficult. I don't know as many languages as he knew, so I must learn as much as I can, and."
Just then, Hermione and Ginny came downstairs still in their pajamas.
"Good morning everyone!" Hermione said, in a loud, cheerful voice.
"Well, now that everyone is here, I think we can all dig into our food." Mrs. Weasley had just come into the room.
Everyone was enjoying his or her food, while Ron was telling Harry, "I don't believe Mum let us stay up so late. I really think we should have parties more often. I mean, it was almost the crack of dawn. Now that's saying something."
Harry was listening to him, but couldn't help over hearing some of the other conversations.
"Smeagal, the dragon we're training now, almost ate my boss's hand when we were trying to train her. I mean, my boss almost fired us all." Charlie was saying to Bill, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
"Well, one of the goblins in Gringotts had left his station for a quick chat with a friend he had spotted, and it ended up being not so quick. The costumers came in, got really pissed, and complained. We almost got fuckin' sued." Bill was saying, as all four of them started laughing.
Fred was telling George something about a chocolate that explodes in your mouth, while George was writing it down on a small, crumpled up looking paper.
Percy had taken one bite of toast, and left to go back to work, while Hermione and Ginny were in a deep conversation about the new girl in school.
"I think that she thinks she's all that. I mean, did you see how she looked in that picture? C'mon now, Hoe!" Hermione said.
"I think she looked very pretty. Hermione, your not really the kind of person that judges people on how they look." Ginny was debating.
"Well, you're right, I'm sorry. I guess, well," Hermione lowered her voice to a whisper. "I guess I'm kinda jealous of her, that's all."
Then Harry turned back to Ron who was still talking to him.
".Well, I for one, am going to try and make more friends, so we could throw them surprise parties. And of course, yours Harry. Mmm, this trifle pie looks very delicious, I think I'll eat some more of it. Do you want some Harry?"
"Yes, Please. All of your Mum's food is delicious." Harry said, taking a piece of pie, and enjoying it.
Mrs. Weasley heard his compliment, and beamed at him.
"Suck up." Ron hissed in Harry's ear.
"Am not!" Harry hissed back.
After everyone was done eating, Mrs. Weasley announced, "Well, I'll be going down to Diagon Alley to get the things for the kids. If anyone wants to come, then."
Harry and Ron looked at each other, then they both looked at Hermione, and at the same time, they all nodded "Yes."
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Time was passing by very quickly for Harry, because he was enjoying his stay at the Weasley's. September the first was approaching quicker and quicker. He especially liked staying at the Weasley's because he, Ron, Fred and George always played Quidditch. Harry, on his Firebolt, was unstoppable. Unless he fell off his broom or something, which luckily, didn't happen.
Hermione spent a lot of time with Ginny, and was really bonding with her. Hermione often told Ron, when he made fun of her that she's hanging out with Ginny, "We're only one year apart. That doesn't mean I can't be her friend. And Plus, you're her brother. But still, you should be nice to her."
Everyone had already gotten all the things that they needed for first term in Diagon Alley. So they were ready to go back to Hogwarts.
Then finally, September the first came. A bit too quick for Harry, though.
They were on their way to King's Cross Station, so they could get on the Hogwarts Express, the train that would take them to Hogwarts School. They were going in Mr. Weasley's car. Ron, Harry, Fred and George were squished together in the back, while Hermione and Ginny sat in the middle row, and with Mrs. Weasley in the passenger seat, and Mr. Weasley driving.
When they finally arrived at King's Cross Station, Mr. Weasley got out of the car first, and went off for search of six trolleys.
"So, another year begins, eh kids?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
Fred and George probably didn't even hear her say that, because they were in a very deep conversation of their own.
A couple of minutes later, Mr. Weasley came back with six trolleys. The Weasley's, Harry and Hermione all packed their things up, and headed for platforms nine and ten, because their platform was nine and three-quarters.
When they arrived at platforms nine and ten, they had to go through an invisible portal to get to platform nine and three-quarters. Mrs. Weasley told Fred and George to go first (they were still deep in their conversation), then Ginny and Hermione, and Harry and Ron followed them.
As Harry wheeled his trolley through the portal, Ron was beside him, going on about Rachel Avalon, the new student.
The next thing he knew, Harry was in a crowded place, with the Hogwarts Express just a couple of meters in front of him. He and Ron said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and they boarded the train. Luckily, they found an empty compartment, and occupied it. Hermione found them, and sat in their compartment. Ginny wasn't with her, she had gone off with her other friends, not wanting to chill with her brother.
Then, Harry felt the train start to move. And a couple of moments later, he saw trees and grass all around the train, because he was looking through the window.
"So, do you guys want to review some notes before we actually get to Hogwarts?" Hermione asked Ron and Harry. "Ginny and I made them. Ginny has her own copy, of course." Harry saw that the notes were all color-coded and everything.
"Hermione, face it. Your never gonna be smarter than Rachel, so." Ron trailed off, obviously seeing the colorful notes.
"Yes, well, it doesn't hurt to try. I mean, wait. What are you talking about Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Well, you're obviously trying to be better than Rachel. But, it's never gonna happen, like I said-"
"Oh, shut up Ron. No one asked you anyway," snapped Hermione, "honestly..."
The whole ride was mostly like that. Harry barely said a word, except when Ron asked him, "Don't you think Hermione's overreacting? I mean, I'm just pointing out that Rachel is the smartest. That's why she transferred to Hogwarts in the first place."
"Ya, I guess. I just can't wait to meet her, though."
"Ya, me neither!" Said Ron.
"Oh, honestly." Hermione said, as she got up and left the compartment.
"Finally, the smartest thing she's done in ages." Ron said after Hermione left the compartment.
After a couple of hours, it started getting dark. Harry felt that the train was starting to slow down.
Just then, Hermione walked into Harry and Ron's compartment.
"Oh, no. She's back!" muttered Ron.
"I heard that." Hermione snapped. "I just came to tell you, that you should get into your school clothes, because we're nearly there." Then she spun around, and left just as quickly as she entered.
Harry and Ron got into their robes very quickly. And just then, Harry remembered something. "Hey, I wonder who's going to be our Defense Against Dark Arts teacher this year?"
"Beat's me." Said Ron. "I just hope it's a normal person. I mean, so far, we've had, what? A werewolf, a famous guy, and one of You Know Who's Death Eaters."
"Ya, I know what you mean." Harry said, just as they were getting off the train.
When they were off, Harry spotted Hermione running towards them.
"You'll.never.guess.who.I.just.saw." Hermione said, gasping for breath.
"Who? Who?" Ron asked, eager to know.
"Rachel.Avalon.Just.met.her.she's.with.Fred.and.George."
"Thanks a bunch!" said Ron, running towards where Hermione had pointed.
"What is she doing with Fred and George, Hermione?" Harry asked.
Hermione seemed to be catching her breath. "I dunno. She was laughing at something they did. You know, one of their jokes.I think they did something to, um, Neville."
Neville Longbottom was one of Harry's friends. He was also in Gryffindor, just like him.
So Harry and Hermione walked to where she had pointed.
When Harry spotted Rachel, he froze. She was even more beautiful than the picture. She was about the same height as Harry. She had straight, brown hair, with blond streaks in it. She had it hair up in a ponytail, and Harry noticed that her shoes had heels on them, which meant that she wasn't as tall as she appeared to be. But her eyes were red. This feature did not appeal to Harry. They reminded him of someone, but he couldn't think of whom at the moment. He and Hermione went up to her.
"This is Harry Potter, Rachel." Hermione said.
"Wow! You're the Harry Potter. I've heard so much about you!" She looked at Harry's forehead, and saw his scar. "Well, it's nice to meet you." She and Harry shook hands.
"Hi! I'm Ron Weasley. I'm Harry's best friend." Ron said to Rachel, blushing, and shaking her hand at the same time.
"Oh! I've heard a lot about you too, Ron. Nice to meet you too."
Just then, the carriages that were going to take them to the castle arrived. Because the Hogwarts Express had dropped them to Hogsmeade station. So Harry, Ron, Hermione and Rachel all sat in one carriage as it took them to the castle.
"Wow!" said Rachel again, "I've read all about Hogwarts. I've mostly read about it in Hogwarts a History. Did you any of you guys read it? It's so interesting'. Don't you think?"
"Yes!" Hermione answered almost immediately. "It's very interesting. I read it in my first year at Hogwarts." She said breathlessly.
"Um, you seem to know a lot. Are you one of the top student's? Ya you are, right?"
"Yes! I think. How do you know?" asked Hermione.
"Well, Divination is my favorite subject. It's also that I'm really good in it. Not to brag or anything." Rachel smiled.
Hermione frowned slightly, but recovered herself. "Do you like Arithmancy?"
The whole way to the castle was like that. Hermione and Rachel were talking about nothing but school and books.
Ron had managed to whisper to Harry when Hermione and Rachel were deep in their conversation, "She's pretty and all, but she's like another Hermione." Harry laughed at this, but not too much, because he liked Rachel, a lot.
When they finally arrived at the castle, Hermione was showing Rachel around. "And that's the Great Hall. It's where we eat, and have feasts, and so on."
"I've read about this place too. I've seen some of them pictures, but it looks so much better in person, obviously. I especially like that enchanted ceiling, you know, the one that mimics the real sky?"
"Yes, it's quite extraordinary." Hermione said.
Hermione showed Rachel all the tables, explained some rules and other important things.
When they walked into the Great Hall, Hermione asked Rachel to sit beside her, but Rachel went, and sat beside Harry instead. "Is it OK if I sit at this seat?" she asked Harry.
"Um, sure. Go ahead. It's not taken." Harry replied.
"Hey, um, Rachel, that's kinda my seat." Ron had come now, and wanted to sit beside Harry.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Harry said it wasn't taken so I kinda sat down. I'm very sorry." She said apologetically.
Harry gave Ron the look that said I-let-her-sit-there-so-go-somewhere-else. And Ron understood, so he quickly said, "Actually, you can sit there, I'll sit beside Hermione."
"On thanks a lot, Ron, was it?" Rachel said. Ron nodded and blushed.
Just then, the whole room fell silent as all the first years came into the room. All their faces looked scared and terrified. They were going to be sorted into one of the four houses, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw.
"This is the part where they will take out the Sorting Hat and sort all the first years, right?" Rachel asked Harry.
"Yes. Is this what they did to you when you asked to be in Hogwarts?" Harry whispered.
"Uh-huh. I had to do it in Mr. Dumbledore's office in front of all of the teachers. It was quite frightening. That stupid hat almost put me in Slytherin. Good thing I told it not to put me there. If I was in Slytherin, I think I would die." Rachel answered with a half trembling voice. "I heard all about the Voldemort guy. Quite scary, don't you think?"
"Yes, he did kill my parents after all." Harry said, surprised that Rachel said Voldemort's name, not just 'You Know Who' or 'He Who Must Not Be Named.'
"Oh my. I'm sorry. I kinda keep forgetting that your Harry Potter, y'know."
When Rachel said this, Harry felt the happiest he could, because for the whole time Harry was in Hogwarts, people kept pointing fingers at him because he was famous. So Harry quickly said, "You don't have to be sorry. I'm actually happy that you forget, because then you'll treat me like a normal person, not some famous guy."
"Well, I know what you mean, cuz ever since I transferred to Hogwarts, I've been kinda famous myself."
"Ya, weird, eh?"
"Tell me 'bout it!"
After the sorting had finished, Dumbledore got up and said, "Enjoy your meals." And suddenly, all the golden plates suddenly filled with food.
"WOW!" Rachel said. "Amazing!" Every one began eating.
After the Feast had ended, Dumbledore got up from his seat again and, as usual, made the announcements.
"First of all, students, welcome back. I hope you all enjoyed your holidays, but have been studying at the same time. Because this year, will be a tough year. Especially with the new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher. I would like to introduce, Glen Kakatchi. Or, Professor Kakatchi." And Professor Kakatchi got up from his chair, at the staff table.
Professor Kakatchi was a tall, thin man. He looked as if he was in his mid twenties. His hair was slightly gelled to the side, and he looked very happy and bright. Just then, Dumbledore continued, but before he did, Harry caught Professor Snape's eye. Professor Snape was the Potions teacher. He had always wanted the Defense Against Dark Arts job. He was always Harry's least favorite teacher, and Harry was always Snape's least favorite student.
"Second of all, Quidditch matches will be postponed this year. We will update you as soon as possible, because we are organixzing something, and am sure you will all enjoy it!."
The whole room filled with buzzing. Some people were very disappointed that Quidditch was postponed, while others were talking excitedly about the surprise. The Great Hall was very noisy, until Dumbledore, the Head Master, spoke again, and the Great Hall filled with silence once again.
"And finally, I'd like to welcome all the new students to the school, especially, Ms. Rachel Avalon. I'm very glad you decided to join us and hope you enjoy your years here at Hogwarts. Thank you. Now, everyone, off to your dormitories."
Just then, the whole Great Hall started emptying. As Harry followed the familiar path to Gryffindor Tower, to the painting of the fat lady in a pink silk dress, he gave the new password, Dormien. The painting swung open, and Harry made his way into the Common Room he was closely followed by Rachel, Ron, and Hermione.
"Now, the girls' dormitories are to the left, and the boys' dormitories are to the right." Hermione was explaining to Rachel. "And, this," Hermione pointed to the room they were standing in, "Is the Gryffindor Common Room. It's where we usually do our homework, have fun, and all that kind of stuff."
"Well, it's very kind of you to be showing me around. Thanks." Rachel said to Hermione.
"If you ever need anything, Rachel, just call, and I'll be there." Ron said to Rachel, which made her laugh.
Hermione wasn't impressed with this. "Maybe you should go to your dormitory, Ron." She snapped.
Ron opened his mouth to say something to her, but before he got the chance, Fred and George showed up. Fred said, "Hey, what's up Rach? You like our Common Room, eh? So, how about we go pull another stunt on Neville? He didn't seem to mind the first time we slid dung down his back."
At this, Rachel, Fred and George all started laughing. Rachel then followed Fred and George out of the Common Room, so fast that Hermione didn't even have a chance to stop them. But Rachel managed to shout out, before she left, "Good night guys, see ya tomorrow!" and she was gone.
"What, was that all about?" Harry asked in confusion.
"I guess she just likes to have fun. But be top student as well." Ron answered. "Well, I'm stuffed, and I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. Good night everyone."
"I think I'm going to sleep too. What about you Hermione? Are you going to sleep?" Harry asked.
"No, I have to wait for Rachel to come back so I could show her where her bed is. But, thanks for asking." Hermione answered.
"Well, don't stay up too late." Harry muttered, as he quickly followed Ron into their dormitory. "Good Night!"
"Good night, Harry."
Harry made his way into his dormitory. Ron was just getting into bed. The other fifth year Gryffindor boys, Seamus Finnigan, and Dean Thomas were already sound asleep in their four-poster beds. Neville Longbottom, however, was not in his bed. Rachel, Fred and George were probably chasing him around the school.
Harry, being as tired as he was, saw that all of his things were already there, so he changed into his pajamas, and lay down on his four-poster bed, happy to be in Hogwarts at last, and fell asleep.
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