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September 1
Last night I had got 'en about an hour of sleep. I was tired. I was probably gonna sleep on the train. I was eating breakfast, waiting for Dean. All of my stuff was put up in the front of the shop. When Dean arrived, we had about an hour to 30 minutes before the train was going to depart. When he arrived, I went up to my room and changed into the muggle girl's clothes. I looked in the full length mirror. I looked through the magazine and saw that I looked like the girl in the back. I was wearing a black, tight, short T- shirt with a red, long-sleeved jacket, the sleeves rolled up to my elbows. My pants were a pair of blue denim bell-bottom jeans. I also saw that the girl in the picture was wearing lipstick so I put some of this red lipstick I had from Cassie. I then put on some of these bangles that Dean brought me, and put on some blue denim clogs. I truly looked like the American girl on the magazine cover.
I scooped up Chakka and put him in his carrier and brought him as I walked downstairs. When I came down, Dean exclaimed "Woah, you look just like some of the girls in my class."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing? I made these clothes myself so- "
"You made that yourself!!!????" He nearly screamed as he cut me off.
"-Yes I made these, but I used some magic. Anyways as I was saying...would I look out of place in the muggle world? I certainly do here, what with these suffocating tight clothes" I half murmured.
"Yeah, they look fine. I wouldn't know you where a witch if I saw you walking down a muggle street." he was checking his watch as he said this. "We'd better go! We want to get there early for a good seat." I agreed and we grabbed our stuff. I put a useful little spell on our things to make them weigh less.
Soon we had trudged through the archway, the crowded leaky cauldron, and out onto the bustling muggle streets. We had intended to use floo but we ended up having to walk most of the way and take packed trains to King's Cross. Once we arrived we looked for platform 9 3/4. Once we found 9 and 10 we waited as 2 witches in front of us passed through the barrier expertly. We went to the wall in a sort of rush. Soon we banged onto the train and found a compartment near the middle. I decided not to sit in the front because thats where I saw a bunch of prefects. I learned all about Hogwarts in a book I got called Hogwarts a History.
We closed the compartment door once we got inside and put our trunks above us. I then let Chakka and Yokka out of there cages Yokka sat on top of hers while Chakka stretched out on my lap and fell asleep before we took off. I wanted to do the same thing as Chakka, sleep. Dean started telling me about a soccer game he went to yesterday and all about who won and everything, in detail while we waited. It was times like those that made me glad I had read about soccer and all of the muggle sports. I finally told Dean as I looked out the window at a family of red heads (he had been talking about it for the whole 30 minutes we had been sitting in the compartment waiting for everybody to load) that I was tired and wanted to sleep.
"OK." He sounded a bit disappointed, but didn't say anything else. I went to sleep and I lost track of time. Dean woke me up (by kicking me! the nerve!) when the food lady came.
"Anything off the cart dears?" she sweetly asked us.
"I could eat a horse!" Dean exclaimed
"I would like some peppermint humbugs. Also I would like 2 bags of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans." I added as I glared daggers angrily at Dean.
"Darn, I don't have a lot of money . . . . Oh. I can afford a chocolate frog!"
"Here you go you two" she said as she handed us our stuff, chuckling (grr!)
We paid her and she left. I closed the compartment door back. I soon started on my candy. I too was starving. Dean soon engaged in a conversation on how he wanted to be in Gryfindor. He told me that while I was sleeping he met someone named Seamus Finnigan. He seemed, from what I gathered, to have really taken to him. I wondered when I would meet this fellow. Probably soon. That's another reason I didn't really want to go to school. I would have to meet tons of new people. I don't like meeting people that much. To tell the truth I was nearly forced to hire Dean and work with him because Cassie said I needed help with the shop. But I guess now you could say that Dean and I are good friends.
After a little while I decided to sleep some more, so Dean went off to Seamus' compartment. I was later woken up again by the conductor over the magical speaker saying that we would be arriving at Hogwarts in 5 minutes and to leave our luggage. Chakka was sleeping on me so I was reluctant to get up. It was a good thing that the conductor had woken me up though. If he hadn't I wouldn't have been dressed in my Hogwarts' robes. It was dark outside. I soon changed into my robes. Dean was probably still in Seamus's compartment. It was a good thing I finished when I did because soon there was this knock at the door. I answered and a girl with bushy brown hair and rather large front teeth and a round-faced boy where standing just outside the compartment.
"Have you seen a toad? Neville's lost his." she said almost in a bossy manner.
I assumed she meant the boy next to her. "No, I haven't seen a toad." I replied kind of annoyed.
"Hmm" she replied and then went off with the boy to a compartment near the back. I watched them as they finally returned to a compartment. One of the compartments they went to had to be Seamus', because I heard Dean say he thought he heard something from one of the compartments...anyways. The train arrived and I grabbed my wand and put Yokka and Chakka up and told them I would see them later.
It was really crowded when I got out. There where so many students of various ages everywhere. I made my way to a wild looking, large man yelling
"Firs' years! Firs' years this way."
I followed the large pack of the first years and spotted Dean. He saw me too and made his way over to me with another boy with sandy colored hair and goofy freckles that had to be Seamus.
"Oy! 'Lin. Didja sleep the whole time?" he asked as we continued walking. "This is Seamus Finnigan, the kid I told you about."
I guessed that, but I decided not to be rude. I could see Dean had really taken to him.
"'Lo'" He said with a slight grin. "So you're Crystillin Crimp, eh?"
"...Yeah..." I replied I really hate meeting people. . . . . Your one lucky person if you become my friend.
There was no real time to talk. We had arrived at a large dark lake. As the giant directed us to find a boat, four to each, I saw the water ripple. I imagined that was the giant squid I had heard about. I went to an empty boat. Before we set off, a boy with a pale pointed face with silvery- blonde hair slicked back with two guys who looked like body-guards hovering behind him and a girl who resembled a pug came up to my boat, said there where no other seats and got in with his goons tagging along in. I could clearly remember what that giant said no more then 4 to a boat. With boys as huge as that and that other girl we would surly sink. I could see other boats not completely full yet.
"'Scuse me. There are other boats that aren't completely full yet, plus didn't he say no more then 4 to a boat" I indicated to the giant, "and in case you can't count there are 5 people." I pointed out.
He replied to me just as coolly as I had to him, "It's not like that great oaf knows what he's doing, he just made that rule, himself to feel like he had some authority." He was smirking by then. Tch. Jerk. I turned around toward the very front of the boat and ignored them. At least if we sunk I knew enough magic to save myself. Then, though he said
"Pansy, go find another boat," and turned around to his thugs, just like that. She looked at me evilly and stamped off. Like I wanted this, I would rather have her sitting here then these 3 boys. . . .
It seemed like a long, long journey across that everlasting lake, the pale boy talked to his crones about how he hated that Harry Potter had come to Hogwarts, and how he should have gone to Durmstrang instead. I thought for a second. Harry Potter, I had heard that name somewhere . . . that's what I get for being raised for the first 5 years of my life in a muggle orphanage.
Finally we arrived at this cove-like thing connected to the castle that you wouldn't have been able to see from across the lake. The giant knocked 3 times on a big door. A stern looking black-haired witch opened the door. We soon walked into the entrance hall. It was very spacious. It almost resembled Gringotts. Facing us was a large marble staircase. We were led to a cramped chamber off the hall where we where told about the houses and that we where to be sorted and things like that from the black haired which that I had gathered was called Professor McGonagall. She left us to wait in the room.
Suddenly some people screamed from the prospect of seeing some ghosts glide through the wall. They seemed to be arguing about someone named Peeves. One of the ghosts stopped to talk but I pretty much ignored them. Then Professor McGonagall came back in and told us to form a line and that the ceremony was about to begin.
She led us into a magnificent hall with a bewitched ceiling where all of the other students where. They where all staring at us as we walked to where Professor McGonagall had put a four-legged stool with a frayed hat on it. It soon, very surprisingly, began to sing a song explaining the Hogwarts houses. When it finished the whole hall burst into applause. They, then, became silent and Professor McGonagall stepped forward with a scroll and told us to come up when your name was called. I didn't really like the idea of having to be committed to a house, like a family. Especially if I didn't get to chose which one.
She called up lots of people, but I only really remember the following. And the reasons are next to them.
Finnigan, Seamus (Dean's new friend) = Gryffindor
Malfoy, Draco (So that's the jerk's name!) = Slytherin
Potter, Harry (Everyone went dead silent when he was called. Also, I need to remember WHO he is!) - Gryffindor
Thomas, Dean (Hmm he will get to be with his new little friend...Since when was he brave...) - Gryffindor
Me (Bloody #377@%#!! Me! Stuck with that jerk!!) - Slytherin
Weasley, Ronald (Malfoy seemed to have something against him....) - Gryffindor
Me...a Slytherin. Hmm. STUCK WITH THAT JERK! *Sigh* This is going to be a long year. . . . .
September 1
Last night I had got 'en about an hour of sleep. I was tired. I was probably gonna sleep on the train. I was eating breakfast, waiting for Dean. All of my stuff was put up in the front of the shop. When Dean arrived, we had about an hour to 30 minutes before the train was going to depart. When he arrived, I went up to my room and changed into the muggle girl's clothes. I looked in the full length mirror. I looked through the magazine and saw that I looked like the girl in the back. I was wearing a black, tight, short T- shirt with a red, long-sleeved jacket, the sleeves rolled up to my elbows. My pants were a pair of blue denim bell-bottom jeans. I also saw that the girl in the picture was wearing lipstick so I put some of this red lipstick I had from Cassie. I then put on some of these bangles that Dean brought me, and put on some blue denim clogs. I truly looked like the American girl on the magazine cover.
I scooped up Chakka and put him in his carrier and brought him as I walked downstairs. When I came down, Dean exclaimed "Woah, you look just like some of the girls in my class."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing? I made these clothes myself so- "
"You made that yourself!!!????" He nearly screamed as he cut me off.
"-Yes I made these, but I used some magic. Anyways as I was saying...would I look out of place in the muggle world? I certainly do here, what with these suffocating tight clothes" I half murmured.
"Yeah, they look fine. I wouldn't know you where a witch if I saw you walking down a muggle street." he was checking his watch as he said this. "We'd better go! We want to get there early for a good seat." I agreed and we grabbed our stuff. I put a useful little spell on our things to make them weigh less.
Soon we had trudged through the archway, the crowded leaky cauldron, and out onto the bustling muggle streets. We had intended to use floo but we ended up having to walk most of the way and take packed trains to King's Cross. Once we arrived we looked for platform 9 3/4. Once we found 9 and 10 we waited as 2 witches in front of us passed through the barrier expertly. We went to the wall in a sort of rush. Soon we banged onto the train and found a compartment near the middle. I decided not to sit in the front because thats where I saw a bunch of prefects. I learned all about Hogwarts in a book I got called Hogwarts a History.
We closed the compartment door once we got inside and put our trunks above us. I then let Chakka and Yokka out of there cages Yokka sat on top of hers while Chakka stretched out on my lap and fell asleep before we took off. I wanted to do the same thing as Chakka, sleep. Dean started telling me about a soccer game he went to yesterday and all about who won and everything, in detail while we waited. It was times like those that made me glad I had read about soccer and all of the muggle sports. I finally told Dean as I looked out the window at a family of red heads (he had been talking about it for the whole 30 minutes we had been sitting in the compartment waiting for everybody to load) that I was tired and wanted to sleep.
"OK." He sounded a bit disappointed, but didn't say anything else. I went to sleep and I lost track of time. Dean woke me up (by kicking me! the nerve!) when the food lady came.
"Anything off the cart dears?" she sweetly asked us.
"I could eat a horse!" Dean exclaimed
"I would like some peppermint humbugs. Also I would like 2 bags of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans." I added as I glared daggers angrily at Dean.
"Darn, I don't have a lot of money . . . . Oh. I can afford a chocolate frog!"
"Here you go you two" she said as she handed us our stuff, chuckling (grr!)
We paid her and she left. I closed the compartment door back. I soon started on my candy. I too was starving. Dean soon engaged in a conversation on how he wanted to be in Gryfindor. He told me that while I was sleeping he met someone named Seamus Finnigan. He seemed, from what I gathered, to have really taken to him. I wondered when I would meet this fellow. Probably soon. That's another reason I didn't really want to go to school. I would have to meet tons of new people. I don't like meeting people that much. To tell the truth I was nearly forced to hire Dean and work with him because Cassie said I needed help with the shop. But I guess now you could say that Dean and I are good friends.
After a little while I decided to sleep some more, so Dean went off to Seamus' compartment. I was later woken up again by the conductor over the magical speaker saying that we would be arriving at Hogwarts in 5 minutes and to leave our luggage. Chakka was sleeping on me so I was reluctant to get up. It was a good thing that the conductor had woken me up though. If he hadn't I wouldn't have been dressed in my Hogwarts' robes. It was dark outside. I soon changed into my robes. Dean was probably still in Seamus's compartment. It was a good thing I finished when I did because soon there was this knock at the door. I answered and a girl with bushy brown hair and rather large front teeth and a round-faced boy where standing just outside the compartment.
"Have you seen a toad? Neville's lost his." she said almost in a bossy manner.
I assumed she meant the boy next to her. "No, I haven't seen a toad." I replied kind of annoyed.
"Hmm" she replied and then went off with the boy to a compartment near the back. I watched them as they finally returned to a compartment. One of the compartments they went to had to be Seamus', because I heard Dean say he thought he heard something from one of the compartments...anyways. The train arrived and I grabbed my wand and put Yokka and Chakka up and told them I would see them later.
It was really crowded when I got out. There where so many students of various ages everywhere. I made my way to a wild looking, large man yelling
"Firs' years! Firs' years this way."
I followed the large pack of the first years and spotted Dean. He saw me too and made his way over to me with another boy with sandy colored hair and goofy freckles that had to be Seamus.
"Oy! 'Lin. Didja sleep the whole time?" he asked as we continued walking. "This is Seamus Finnigan, the kid I told you about."
I guessed that, but I decided not to be rude. I could see Dean had really taken to him.
"'Lo'" He said with a slight grin. "So you're Crystillin Crimp, eh?"
"...Yeah..." I replied I really hate meeting people. . . . . Your one lucky person if you become my friend.
There was no real time to talk. We had arrived at a large dark lake. As the giant directed us to find a boat, four to each, I saw the water ripple. I imagined that was the giant squid I had heard about. I went to an empty boat. Before we set off, a boy with a pale pointed face with silvery- blonde hair slicked back with two guys who looked like body-guards hovering behind him and a girl who resembled a pug came up to my boat, said there where no other seats and got in with his goons tagging along in. I could clearly remember what that giant said no more then 4 to a boat. With boys as huge as that and that other girl we would surly sink. I could see other boats not completely full yet.
"'Scuse me. There are other boats that aren't completely full yet, plus didn't he say no more then 4 to a boat" I indicated to the giant, "and in case you can't count there are 5 people." I pointed out.
He replied to me just as coolly as I had to him, "It's not like that great oaf knows what he's doing, he just made that rule, himself to feel like he had some authority." He was smirking by then. Tch. Jerk. I turned around toward the very front of the boat and ignored them. At least if we sunk I knew enough magic to save myself. Then, though he said
"Pansy, go find another boat," and turned around to his thugs, just like that. She looked at me evilly and stamped off. Like I wanted this, I would rather have her sitting here then these 3 boys. . . .
It seemed like a long, long journey across that everlasting lake, the pale boy talked to his crones about how he hated that Harry Potter had come to Hogwarts, and how he should have gone to Durmstrang instead. I thought for a second. Harry Potter, I had heard that name somewhere . . . that's what I get for being raised for the first 5 years of my life in a muggle orphanage.
Finally we arrived at this cove-like thing connected to the castle that you wouldn't have been able to see from across the lake. The giant knocked 3 times on a big door. A stern looking black-haired witch opened the door. We soon walked into the entrance hall. It was very spacious. It almost resembled Gringotts. Facing us was a large marble staircase. We were led to a cramped chamber off the hall where we where told about the houses and that we where to be sorted and things like that from the black haired which that I had gathered was called Professor McGonagall. She left us to wait in the room.
Suddenly some people screamed from the prospect of seeing some ghosts glide through the wall. They seemed to be arguing about someone named Peeves. One of the ghosts stopped to talk but I pretty much ignored them. Then Professor McGonagall came back in and told us to form a line and that the ceremony was about to begin.
She led us into a magnificent hall with a bewitched ceiling where all of the other students where. They where all staring at us as we walked to where Professor McGonagall had put a four-legged stool with a frayed hat on it. It soon, very surprisingly, began to sing a song explaining the Hogwarts houses. When it finished the whole hall burst into applause. They, then, became silent and Professor McGonagall stepped forward with a scroll and told us to come up when your name was called. I didn't really like the idea of having to be committed to a house, like a family. Especially if I didn't get to chose which one.
She called up lots of people, but I only really remember the following. And the reasons are next to them.
Finnigan, Seamus (Dean's new friend) = Gryffindor
Malfoy, Draco (So that's the jerk's name!) = Slytherin
Potter, Harry (Everyone went dead silent when he was called. Also, I need to remember WHO he is!) - Gryffindor
Thomas, Dean (Hmm he will get to be with his new little friend...Since when was he brave...) - Gryffindor
Me (Bloody #377@%#!! Me! Stuck with that jerk!!) - Slytherin
Weasley, Ronald (Malfoy seemed to have something against him....) - Gryffindor
Me...a Slytherin. Hmm. STUCK WITH THAT JERK! *Sigh* This is going to be a long year. . . . .