" Harry Potter Returns to Hogwarts "
By Alejandria
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Chapter Two: Hogwarts
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Chloe and Will got off the train and heard a voice yell, "Firs years! Over here!" They turned to see a big man with bushy brown hair and a beard.
"Hey Hagrid!" The Evans, yet again, turned and saw two kids, a boy and a girl, wave to the man they called Hagrid.
"Hey Ron, Hermione!" Hagrid called back. The boy and girl stopped right next to them. They both had flaming red hair, freckles, and brown eyes.
"You two know him?" Chloe asked.
"Sure. He's friends with our dads." The girl said casually.
"So are you first years?" asked the boy.
Chloe nodded. "Yeah, how about you?"
"Yup. My name's Ron. Ron Weasley." the boy said with a smile.
"And I am Hermione Weasley." piped the girl.
Chloe said, "My name's Chloe Evans and this is my brother William Evans."
"You can call me Will." he ammended.
"And I go by Chlo."
A drawling, bored voice interupted them. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the Weasleys." All four turned to see a boy standing behind them. He had blonde hair and dark blue eyes.
"Hello Tom." Hermione said stiffly.
"Firs' years! Come over here! This way!" Hagrid called out again.
"Well, it looks like we must follow that big oaf over there." Tom said as he walked over towards Hagrid. Two boys followed him, as if he was their leader. When he was far away, Will turned to Ron and asked, "Who's that?"
Ron didn't try to hide his look of distaste. "That's Tom Malfoy."
"Yeah. He thinks he's hot stuff just because his dad's the Minister of Magic." added Hermione.
"Come on! Let's go before we get left behind." Chloe said. And so the four followed everyone to the boats and formed their friendships with one another.
While they were on their way across the lake, Chloe turned to Hermione and said "So where did your parents come up with your name? I think it's really pretty."
"I believe I was named after a friend of the family who died the night the Dark Lord died." Hermione replied. "She was very dear to them." They were quiet for a moment then Hermione added, "My cousin Ron, the one sitting over there, was named after our Uncle who also died the night of the Dark Lord."
"Ah, come on Hermione. There's no reason to bring up that dreadful history now!" Ron said.
"What do you mean? She asked, so I told her the truth. I'm not going to lie to her." Hermione said stiffly.
"You know, my father said he once attended Hogwarts, but he won't talk much about it." said Chloe.
"What's your dad's name?"
"Harry Evans."
"Oh."
"Why do you ask?" inquired Chloe.
Hermione took a deep breath. "Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger were a boy's, named Harry, best friends." She paused to let it sink in, then continued. "You see, Harry Potter was a famous wizard because his family was attacked by the Dark Lord when he was only a baby. He was the only one to survive. Nobody could understand why a baby had survived Lord Voldermort's wrath when so many other grown witches and Wizards had died at his hand. Anyway, he came to school here and each year the Dark Lord tried to kill him, but he failed every time. After he left school, Harry, Ron and Hermione decided to share a house. Then about one year later Harry fought the Dark Lord and killed him. When he got back, Ron and Hermione were dead. The last person to see Harry before he disappeared was Professor Dumbledore. Dumbledore has always blamed himself for Harry's disappearance."
"Come on firs' years." The boats came to a jolting halt.
Ron smiled. "Good we're here."
"Where's here?" asked Will, a little nervous.
"Hogwarts." Ron said as he gestured to and enormous castle with sprawling, green grass.
Ten minutes later they were standing in front of a very stern looking witch. "Come along first years. Follow me." She led them into a big room. "Wait here until I come back for you." Then the woman left.
A flood of ghosts suddenly poured into the hall, causing most of the kids to scream. But some of them, those used to the wizarding world, just stood there quietly. A ghost stopped in front of Weasleys and said "Hello Ron, Hermione. How are you?"
"We're doing good, Nick. How about you?" Ron said.
Nearly-headless Nick shrugged his vaporous shoulders. "Ah, not so bad. Not bad at all. Well, I'd better go now, I think I hear the Professor coming." Then he disappeared.
"Who or what was that?" Chloe asked Hermione.
"That is the Gryffindor Ghost. His name is Sir Nicholas, but everyone calls him Nearly-Headless Nick."
"Nearly-Headless? How can you be Nearly-Headless?" Chloe asked slowly.
"You'll just have to ask him that yourself later." Hermione said mysteriuosly.
"Why are we waiting in here, anyway?" Will whispered to his new friend.
"I think they're getting the sorting ready." replied Ron.
Just then the woman came back. "Follow me." She said and proptly walked back out the door. She led them down a long, narrow passage and into a large room filled with lots of black-clothed people. She then took them to a stage where on a stool sat an old patched hat. When they stopped a seam in the hat opened and it spoke:
"Welcome all new students
We hope you find us well
For we are glad to have you here
So much more than I can tell.
You fine Witches and Wizards.
Not all of you will go the same direction.
Each of you will go to different houses.
Each of their own affection.
The first house is that of Gryffindor,
Boldest of them all.
Then is Slytherin, the whole shrewd lot.
And Ravenclaw, the smartest in the hall.
And finally who could forget Hufflepuff,
The nicest of wizardkind.
Let's first remember though some of the greatest
Witches and Wizards that came much before your time.
Now, let's remember Harry Potter,
From bold Gryffindor,
Who outsmarted The Dark Lord
More than once before.
Let's not forget his closest friends Ronald and Hermione
Whom fought along his side
And for their bravery we must allow memorial,
For, sadly, those two died.
Now who could forget Lord Voldermort, from Slytherin
Who was truly shrewd, cruel, and mean. But in the end,
Some of you will be like Harry, Ron, and Hermione
Bold, honest, true friends.
Now enough babbling. Let the sorting begin!
The Great Hall irrupted into a round of applause. "When I call your name, come up, sit in the chair, and put on the sorting hat." The woman said. "Averill Abbot."
A small, mousy girl stepped up and put on the sorting hat. "SLYTHERIN!" The table on the furthest right irrupted into applause.
"Alvarado, Benjamin."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
One of the tables in the middle of the room irrupted. "Applegate Ashley."
The hat was silent for a minute. Then it said "RAVENCLAW!" The table on the far left applauded.
"Matthew Barnwell."
"HUFFLEPUFF." More applause.
Chloe and Will began to talk over the noise. "I wonder what house we'll be in." Chloe said.
"I hope we'll be in the same house." Will whispered back.
"Chloe Evans." Chloe walked slowly to the stool, sat down, and put the hat on. It was quiet, very quiet inside the hat. Then she began to listen closely. It seemed like someone was talking inside her head. "Very, very, very hard. You have an intelligent mind, you are brave, and you are kind. What house? Well it better be…" then for everyone to hear the hat yelled "GRYFFINDOR!" Chloe took off the hat and went to sit at the Gryffindor table. People shook her hand as she sat down.
She sat down next to a boy with red hair. "Hullo, my name is Matt. Matt Weasley." He said.
"Are you related to Ron and Hermione Weasley?"
"Yes, they are my cousins."
Just then the woman said "William Evans."
"Okay, sssh. That's my brother."
The hat was quiet for a minute then it said "GRYFFINDOR!" Chloe clapped with the rest of the Gryffindors. Will grinned as he sat down next to Chloe.
Matt turned to them and said, "So you are brother and sister?"
"Yes. We're twins."
"Really? That's cool." He looked forward and watched as the sorting progressed.
"So, what year are you?" Will asked Matt.
"I'm second year. You guy's don't have to worry. Most of the teachers are cool. Actually, all of them are, except Professor Snape."
They turned to the front when they heard "Hermione Weasley."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
As everyone applauded Hermione grinned and sat down across from Matt, Chloe, and William. "Hey Matt."
"Hello, cousin."
"Ronald Weasley."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Ron hurried over and sat down next to Hermione. "Good to see you." He said to Matt casually. He looked at the Evans. "I'm just glad you two are in Gryffindor with me."
The last person went to Ravenclaw. As she sat down the witch picked up the hat and stool and walked off the stage.
Everybody turned to a long table where there were many adults sitting. In the very middle of the table sat an old looking man. He stood up and everyone got quiet.
"It is nice to see so many new faces. I would like to say to our returning students, welcome back, and to our new students, welcome!" He looked around at them. "I know all of you must be hungry so I just one to say one more thing..." Everyone seemed to lean forward, as if to hear better. "Snout snuff!"
Suddenly food appeared in front of them, and the older years raised their glasses to Dumbledore's odd toast.
"Wow!" Chloe and Will exclaimed.
"That's awesome!" Ron yelled. Then everyone dug in.
Without any warning a ghost came out of the table right in front of Chloe. "Ahhh!" she screamed. The ghost gave a small smile.
"Oh Nick, Chloe here had something to ask you." Hermione said when she saw him.
"Oh really? What is it?" Nick said as he turned to Chloe and looked at her.
"Um, your name's Nearly-Headless Nick right?" She asked slowly.
"Yes." He sighed then said "I bet you're wondering how I can be nearly headless?"
Chloe nodded her head slowly.
"Like this." He then touched one side of his neck very gently and his head rolled to one side.
Chloe jumped, startled. "Oh my gosh! I can't believe it."
"Ah, there's the Bloody Baron. I must go talk to him about Peeves." Nick said as he floated away.
"Um, who's Peeves?" Will asked.
"Oh he's the poltergeist." Matt said. "He likes to mess around with everyone." Then they continued stuffing themselves.
An hour later when everyone was stuffed, the food and plates disappeared. "All of you need to follow your house prefects. They will tell you the password to your common room when you get there." Dumbledore said.
It was crowded as they left the Great Hall. "Gryffindors, this way!" They turned to see a girl motioning to all the Gryffindors. "Follow me. My name is Angela Spinnet and I'm one of the Gryffindor Prefects." They all followed her. As they approached a huge staircase, she warned, "Careful, the stairs do move." No sooner had they stepped off a set of stairs when they shifted to another direction. Finally they reached a portrait of a fat lady. "This, for those of you who are new, is the entrance to our common room. We call her the Fat Lady."
The lady in the portrait moved. "Password?"
The first years who'd never seen a moving painting jumped.
"You need a password to get in. This years password is, 'Moonstones." the prefect explained. The portrait swung open.
When they entered the common room Angela said, "Boys dormitories are up the stairs and to the right. Girls dormitories are up the stairs and to the left." Everyone began to go to the stairs.
"Let's hurry before everyone takes all the good rooms." Hermione said as she pulled Chloe up the stairs.
"Me and you can share a room." She said.
"Yeah Will and I will share a room too." Ron said.
"What about our trunks?" Chloe asked.
"Oh they'll appear when we pick our rooms." Hermione replied.
The girls picked out the closest dormitory to the stairs.
"I get the bed by the window!" Chloe said.
"Okay, I'll take the bed right next to yours." Hermione replied. Suddenly their trunks appeared by their beds. "See, told you they would show up." Hermione said as she pulled up her trunk and began unpacking.
Meanwhile William and Ron were picking out their beds. "I get window bed!" William yelled as he flopped down on the bed. "Whatever, I get the bed next to yours." "Hey look our trunks are here!" Will exclaimed.
"Let's unpack then go to bed." Ron suggested with a yawn.
"Yeah, let's do."
By Alejandria
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Chapter Two: Hogwarts
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Chloe and Will got off the train and heard a voice yell, "Firs years! Over here!" They turned to see a big man with bushy brown hair and a beard.
"Hey Hagrid!" The Evans, yet again, turned and saw two kids, a boy and a girl, wave to the man they called Hagrid.
"Hey Ron, Hermione!" Hagrid called back. The boy and girl stopped right next to them. They both had flaming red hair, freckles, and brown eyes.
"You two know him?" Chloe asked.
"Sure. He's friends with our dads." The girl said casually.
"So are you first years?" asked the boy.
Chloe nodded. "Yeah, how about you?"
"Yup. My name's Ron. Ron Weasley." the boy said with a smile.
"And I am Hermione Weasley." piped the girl.
Chloe said, "My name's Chloe Evans and this is my brother William Evans."
"You can call me Will." he ammended.
"And I go by Chlo."
A drawling, bored voice interupted them. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the Weasleys." All four turned to see a boy standing behind them. He had blonde hair and dark blue eyes.
"Hello Tom." Hermione said stiffly.
"Firs' years! Come over here! This way!" Hagrid called out again.
"Well, it looks like we must follow that big oaf over there." Tom said as he walked over towards Hagrid. Two boys followed him, as if he was their leader. When he was far away, Will turned to Ron and asked, "Who's that?"
Ron didn't try to hide his look of distaste. "That's Tom Malfoy."
"Yeah. He thinks he's hot stuff just because his dad's the Minister of Magic." added Hermione.
"Come on! Let's go before we get left behind." Chloe said. And so the four followed everyone to the boats and formed their friendships with one another.
While they were on their way across the lake, Chloe turned to Hermione and said "So where did your parents come up with your name? I think it's really pretty."
"I believe I was named after a friend of the family who died the night the Dark Lord died." Hermione replied. "She was very dear to them." They were quiet for a moment then Hermione added, "My cousin Ron, the one sitting over there, was named after our Uncle who also died the night of the Dark Lord."
"Ah, come on Hermione. There's no reason to bring up that dreadful history now!" Ron said.
"What do you mean? She asked, so I told her the truth. I'm not going to lie to her." Hermione said stiffly.
"You know, my father said he once attended Hogwarts, but he won't talk much about it." said Chloe.
"What's your dad's name?"
"Harry Evans."
"Oh."
"Why do you ask?" inquired Chloe.
Hermione took a deep breath. "Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger were a boy's, named Harry, best friends." She paused to let it sink in, then continued. "You see, Harry Potter was a famous wizard because his family was attacked by the Dark Lord when he was only a baby. He was the only one to survive. Nobody could understand why a baby had survived Lord Voldermort's wrath when so many other grown witches and Wizards had died at his hand. Anyway, he came to school here and each year the Dark Lord tried to kill him, but he failed every time. After he left school, Harry, Ron and Hermione decided to share a house. Then about one year later Harry fought the Dark Lord and killed him. When he got back, Ron and Hermione were dead. The last person to see Harry before he disappeared was Professor Dumbledore. Dumbledore has always blamed himself for Harry's disappearance."
"Come on firs' years." The boats came to a jolting halt.
Ron smiled. "Good we're here."
"Where's here?" asked Will, a little nervous.
"Hogwarts." Ron said as he gestured to and enormous castle with sprawling, green grass.
Ten minutes later they were standing in front of a very stern looking witch. "Come along first years. Follow me." She led them into a big room. "Wait here until I come back for you." Then the woman left.
A flood of ghosts suddenly poured into the hall, causing most of the kids to scream. But some of them, those used to the wizarding world, just stood there quietly. A ghost stopped in front of Weasleys and said "Hello Ron, Hermione. How are you?"
"We're doing good, Nick. How about you?" Ron said.
Nearly-headless Nick shrugged his vaporous shoulders. "Ah, not so bad. Not bad at all. Well, I'd better go now, I think I hear the Professor coming." Then he disappeared.
"Who or what was that?" Chloe asked Hermione.
"That is the Gryffindor Ghost. His name is Sir Nicholas, but everyone calls him Nearly-Headless Nick."
"Nearly-Headless? How can you be Nearly-Headless?" Chloe asked slowly.
"You'll just have to ask him that yourself later." Hermione said mysteriuosly.
"Why are we waiting in here, anyway?" Will whispered to his new friend.
"I think they're getting the sorting ready." replied Ron.
Just then the woman came back. "Follow me." She said and proptly walked back out the door. She led them down a long, narrow passage and into a large room filled with lots of black-clothed people. She then took them to a stage where on a stool sat an old patched hat. When they stopped a seam in the hat opened and it spoke:
"Welcome all new students
We hope you find us well
For we are glad to have you here
So much more than I can tell.
You fine Witches and Wizards.
Not all of you will go the same direction.
Each of you will go to different houses.
Each of their own affection.
The first house is that of Gryffindor,
Boldest of them all.
Then is Slytherin, the whole shrewd lot.
And Ravenclaw, the smartest in the hall.
And finally who could forget Hufflepuff,
The nicest of wizardkind.
Let's first remember though some of the greatest
Witches and Wizards that came much before your time.
Now, let's remember Harry Potter,
From bold Gryffindor,
Who outsmarted The Dark Lord
More than once before.
Let's not forget his closest friends Ronald and Hermione
Whom fought along his side
And for their bravery we must allow memorial,
For, sadly, those two died.
Now who could forget Lord Voldermort, from Slytherin
Who was truly shrewd, cruel, and mean. But in the end,
Some of you will be like Harry, Ron, and Hermione
Bold, honest, true friends.
Now enough babbling. Let the sorting begin!
The Great Hall irrupted into a round of applause. "When I call your name, come up, sit in the chair, and put on the sorting hat." The woman said. "Averill Abbot."
A small, mousy girl stepped up and put on the sorting hat. "SLYTHERIN!" The table on the furthest right irrupted into applause.
"Alvarado, Benjamin."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
One of the tables in the middle of the room irrupted. "Applegate Ashley."
The hat was silent for a minute. Then it said "RAVENCLAW!" The table on the far left applauded.
"Matthew Barnwell."
"HUFFLEPUFF." More applause.
Chloe and Will began to talk over the noise. "I wonder what house we'll be in." Chloe said.
"I hope we'll be in the same house." Will whispered back.
"Chloe Evans." Chloe walked slowly to the stool, sat down, and put the hat on. It was quiet, very quiet inside the hat. Then she began to listen closely. It seemed like someone was talking inside her head. "Very, very, very hard. You have an intelligent mind, you are brave, and you are kind. What house? Well it better be…" then for everyone to hear the hat yelled "GRYFFINDOR!" Chloe took off the hat and went to sit at the Gryffindor table. People shook her hand as she sat down.
She sat down next to a boy with red hair. "Hullo, my name is Matt. Matt Weasley." He said.
"Are you related to Ron and Hermione Weasley?"
"Yes, they are my cousins."
Just then the woman said "William Evans."
"Okay, sssh. That's my brother."
The hat was quiet for a minute then it said "GRYFFINDOR!" Chloe clapped with the rest of the Gryffindors. Will grinned as he sat down next to Chloe.
Matt turned to them and said, "So you are brother and sister?"
"Yes. We're twins."
"Really? That's cool." He looked forward and watched as the sorting progressed.
"So, what year are you?" Will asked Matt.
"I'm second year. You guy's don't have to worry. Most of the teachers are cool. Actually, all of them are, except Professor Snape."
They turned to the front when they heard "Hermione Weasley."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
As everyone applauded Hermione grinned and sat down across from Matt, Chloe, and William. "Hey Matt."
"Hello, cousin."
"Ronald Weasley."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Ron hurried over and sat down next to Hermione. "Good to see you." He said to Matt casually. He looked at the Evans. "I'm just glad you two are in Gryffindor with me."
The last person went to Ravenclaw. As she sat down the witch picked up the hat and stool and walked off the stage.
Everybody turned to a long table where there were many adults sitting. In the very middle of the table sat an old looking man. He stood up and everyone got quiet.
"It is nice to see so many new faces. I would like to say to our returning students, welcome back, and to our new students, welcome!" He looked around at them. "I know all of you must be hungry so I just one to say one more thing..." Everyone seemed to lean forward, as if to hear better. "Snout snuff!"
Suddenly food appeared in front of them, and the older years raised their glasses to Dumbledore's odd toast.
"Wow!" Chloe and Will exclaimed.
"That's awesome!" Ron yelled. Then everyone dug in.
Without any warning a ghost came out of the table right in front of Chloe. "Ahhh!" she screamed. The ghost gave a small smile.
"Oh Nick, Chloe here had something to ask you." Hermione said when she saw him.
"Oh really? What is it?" Nick said as he turned to Chloe and looked at her.
"Um, your name's Nearly-Headless Nick right?" She asked slowly.
"Yes." He sighed then said "I bet you're wondering how I can be nearly headless?"
Chloe nodded her head slowly.
"Like this." He then touched one side of his neck very gently and his head rolled to one side.
Chloe jumped, startled. "Oh my gosh! I can't believe it."
"Ah, there's the Bloody Baron. I must go talk to him about Peeves." Nick said as he floated away.
"Um, who's Peeves?" Will asked.
"Oh he's the poltergeist." Matt said. "He likes to mess around with everyone." Then they continued stuffing themselves.
An hour later when everyone was stuffed, the food and plates disappeared. "All of you need to follow your house prefects. They will tell you the password to your common room when you get there." Dumbledore said.
It was crowded as they left the Great Hall. "Gryffindors, this way!" They turned to see a girl motioning to all the Gryffindors. "Follow me. My name is Angela Spinnet and I'm one of the Gryffindor Prefects." They all followed her. As they approached a huge staircase, she warned, "Careful, the stairs do move." No sooner had they stepped off a set of stairs when they shifted to another direction. Finally they reached a portrait of a fat lady. "This, for those of you who are new, is the entrance to our common room. We call her the Fat Lady."
The lady in the portrait moved. "Password?"
The first years who'd never seen a moving painting jumped.
"You need a password to get in. This years password is, 'Moonstones." the prefect explained. The portrait swung open.
When they entered the common room Angela said, "Boys dormitories are up the stairs and to the right. Girls dormitories are up the stairs and to the left." Everyone began to go to the stairs.
"Let's hurry before everyone takes all the good rooms." Hermione said as she pulled Chloe up the stairs.
"Me and you can share a room." She said.
"Yeah Will and I will share a room too." Ron said.
"What about our trunks?" Chloe asked.
"Oh they'll appear when we pick our rooms." Hermione replied.
The girls picked out the closest dormitory to the stairs.
"I get the bed by the window!" Chloe said.
"Okay, I'll take the bed right next to yours." Hermione replied. Suddenly their trunks appeared by their beds. "See, told you they would show up." Hermione said as she pulled up her trunk and began unpacking.
Meanwhile William and Ron were picking out their beds. "I get window bed!" William yelled as he flopped down on the bed. "Whatever, I get the bed next to yours." "Hey look our trunks are here!" Will exclaimed.
"Let's unpack then go to bed." Ron suggested with a yawn.
"Yeah, let's do."