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Harry woke on the morning of September the first, and slid his possessions down the stairs into the sitting room. (He had bought all his things for the next term previously) Uncle Vernon was waiting for him and calling for him, things like, "...hurry up and get down the stairs or you'll wish that you'd never been born...etc."
The whole thing went normally and Harry arrived on platform 9 ¾ with five minutes to spare. He met up with Ron and found an empty compartment. He got onto the train and settled himself while watching for Hermione in between games of exploding snap.
He waited with Ron and waited until eventually, Neville, Luna, Ginny and Harry were in the carriage and Hermione was still not there.
About three quarters of the journey through, Hermione appeared at the door, panting. (A/N: NOT WHAT YOU THINK PEOPLE!!! *as an afterthought* hmmm... interesting thought)
"Harry!!!" squealed Hermione, and she gave him a hello hug, "Hey Ron!!!" she said, sitting down opposite Harry, beside Ron. (A/N: hint hint!!!)
"Where were you Hermione?" asked Neville looking scared, "We didn't know where you were!!!"
"Oh, that..." she said, all giggly, "I was talking to Padma, Lavender and Patil about..." she glanced at the boys in the room out of the corner her eye.
"Yes?" asked Ron and Harry together.
"We were just talking!!! Geez guys... " said Hermione, blushing.
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As the three walked into the Great Hall, they were astonished to find that it was empty. Well, it wasn't empty; it just didn't have any tables, or chairs.
The hall was filled with big, fluffy cushions in the four house colours on vibrant, warm rugs in the same colour scheme as the cushions in the Indian style. They walked down to the deep red/maroon cushions and flopped onto them, sinking in and talking.
Dumbledore appeared and gathered his teachers and they sat down on the cushions with mixed reactions.
The students stopped their squeals and chatter and listened to the silver- haired man.
Dumbledore stood and lifted his arms in a welcoming gesture. "Tonight, we are relaxing and dining with friends. This evening, after we sort our new students into each of Hogwart's four houses, we will sleep with full bellies and peaceful heads. We celebrate the arrival of our new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, Professor Ryan-"
At this, a slim, brunette stood up and bowed to the students, then reseated herself. She was Indian, which explained the interior decoration of the Hall.
Dumbledore smiled and continued on, "-she will take the place of Professor Umbridge this year."
A collective chuckle went through the Hall, everyone remembered last years DADA professor.
"Now," the hall silenced as the Headmaster spoke again, "I think that we should put the new first years into their places!!"
Quiet fell upon the students like a heavy blanket. The stool, along with the Hat was placed above them, and the first years lined up in alphabetical order.
The Sorting Hat's rip opened and sung the opening song, and then the first years were sorted.
Then there was the feast. Harry wasn't sure where all the food was going to go, but that was sorted when the smaller rugs in the middle of the clumps of cushions suddenly appeared with food like curries and rice on banana leaves, all with little parchment tags to name them as beef, chicken, green, vegetarian curries or jasmine rice, etc.
The food was accompanied with small fortune cookie/curry puff creations that exploded and revealed a large garment, hat, animal or other accessory to put on.
Harry and Ron watched Dumbledore embellish himself with a fabric-of-gold sash, a large turban of the same material and a live kingfisher before they turned of their exploding presents.
At the end of the feast, they were dismissed and returned to their dormitories sleepily.
That was the night Harry dreamed again about Voldemort and the Concelers.
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Ok, review time, tell me your thoughts.
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Harry woke on the morning of September the first, and slid his possessions down the stairs into the sitting room. (He had bought all his things for the next term previously) Uncle Vernon was waiting for him and calling for him, things like, "...hurry up and get down the stairs or you'll wish that you'd never been born...etc."
The whole thing went normally and Harry arrived on platform 9 ¾ with five minutes to spare. He met up with Ron and found an empty compartment. He got onto the train and settled himself while watching for Hermione in between games of exploding snap.
He waited with Ron and waited until eventually, Neville, Luna, Ginny and Harry were in the carriage and Hermione was still not there.
About three quarters of the journey through, Hermione appeared at the door, panting. (A/N: NOT WHAT YOU THINK PEOPLE!!! *as an afterthought* hmmm... interesting thought)
"Harry!!!" squealed Hermione, and she gave him a hello hug, "Hey Ron!!!" she said, sitting down opposite Harry, beside Ron. (A/N: hint hint!!!)
"Where were you Hermione?" asked Neville looking scared, "We didn't know where you were!!!"
"Oh, that..." she said, all giggly, "I was talking to Padma, Lavender and Patil about..." she glanced at the boys in the room out of the corner her eye.
"Yes?" asked Ron and Harry together.
"We were just talking!!! Geez guys... " said Hermione, blushing.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
As the three walked into the Great Hall, they were astonished to find that it was empty. Well, it wasn't empty; it just didn't have any tables, or chairs.
The hall was filled with big, fluffy cushions in the four house colours on vibrant, warm rugs in the same colour scheme as the cushions in the Indian style. They walked down to the deep red/maroon cushions and flopped onto them, sinking in and talking.
Dumbledore appeared and gathered his teachers and they sat down on the cushions with mixed reactions.
The students stopped their squeals and chatter and listened to the silver- haired man.
Dumbledore stood and lifted his arms in a welcoming gesture. "Tonight, we are relaxing and dining with friends. This evening, after we sort our new students into each of Hogwart's four houses, we will sleep with full bellies and peaceful heads. We celebrate the arrival of our new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, Professor Ryan-"
At this, a slim, brunette stood up and bowed to the students, then reseated herself. She was Indian, which explained the interior decoration of the Hall.
Dumbledore smiled and continued on, "-she will take the place of Professor Umbridge this year."
A collective chuckle went through the Hall, everyone remembered last years DADA professor.
"Now," the hall silenced as the Headmaster spoke again, "I think that we should put the new first years into their places!!"
Quiet fell upon the students like a heavy blanket. The stool, along with the Hat was placed above them, and the first years lined up in alphabetical order.
The Sorting Hat's rip opened and sung the opening song, and then the first years were sorted.
Then there was the feast. Harry wasn't sure where all the food was going to go, but that was sorted when the smaller rugs in the middle of the clumps of cushions suddenly appeared with food like curries and rice on banana leaves, all with little parchment tags to name them as beef, chicken, green, vegetarian curries or jasmine rice, etc.
The food was accompanied with small fortune cookie/curry puff creations that exploded and revealed a large garment, hat, animal or other accessory to put on.
Harry and Ron watched Dumbledore embellish himself with a fabric-of-gold sash, a large turban of the same material and a live kingfisher before they turned of their exploding presents.
At the end of the feast, they were dismissed and returned to their dormitories sleepily.
That was the night Harry dreamed again about Voldemort and the Concelers.
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Ok, review time, tell me your thoughts.