Rhapsody for the Moon
Disclaimer: Everyone except Amber, Sorcha, Sean, and Aria belongs to J.K. Rowling. Amber, Sorcha, and Sean belong to Rosethorn, and Aria is mine.
Author's Notes: This is an extremely odd plot bunny that bit me.well, it bit me in French. French is boring. Aria is Remus's twin sister.um.yeah.
Chapter 3: Song Without Words
The nineteen or twenty first years were all lined up at the front of the Great Hall. All seemed nervous-with the possible exception of Sorcha, who was as unruffled as always-some more than others.
'I wonder what we have to do,' Remus thought at Aria.
'Nothing too dangerous, I hope,' Aria thought back.
"If you will all please come up when you hear your names, and put on the hat so we can know where to place you." Professor McGonagall unrolled a sheet of parchment. "Anderson, Mariah!"
Remus sighed audibly in relief. "So all we have to do is put on the hat," he murmured.
"Looks like it," Amber said.
"Black, Sirius!"
"Good luck," everyone whispered to Sirius. He grinned flippantly, and swaggered over to the stool. He made a great show of looking terrified, then sat down on the stool, looking for all the world as if he expected a lightning bolt to strike his head. There were titters from the crowd. The hat shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!" The Gryffindor table cheered. Sirius stood up and made a very grandiose-and overdone-bow. Amber rolled her eyes. Sean was clearly fighting not to crack up. James wasn't even trying.
Aria was clenching and unclenching her hands, trying with all her heart not to pace.
'Whoa, chill out, Aria,' Remus said to her. 'You'll be fine.'
"Lupin, Remus!"
'That's me. Wish me luck!' Remus asked.
'Good luck,' Aria said obediently. She watched as her brother sat nervously on the stool, the hat over his eyes. She crossed her fingers. 'Come on, come on.' she thought. 'Get yourself sorted.don't give up now, brother.' She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the hat shout "GRYFFINDOR!" She grinned at her brother. He winked and mouthed "Good luck!"
"Lupin, Rhapsody!"
Aria took a deep breath. 'Here goes nothing,' she said to her brother.
"Hmmmm.you're an interesting puzzle.brilliant, of course.very brilliant.loyal, almost too loyal.cunning, but almost no ambition.no, Slytherin would never do.though.if you're meant for him.where to put you? Slytherin must be ruled out.almost too loyal for Hufflepuff.no, that won't work.brilliant, and brave-you have to be. It would probably kill you if I were to separate you two.it'll have to be GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted the last word to the entire hall. She breathed yet another sigh of relief, and sat down next to her brother at the Gryffindor table.
"Good job," Remus muttered.
"Thanks, you too."
All of their new friends joined Aria, Remus, and Sirius at the Gryffindor table-everyone, that is, except for Severus Snape. He went to the Slytherin table. From what she overheard the older kids telling the new Gryffindor first years, there was a traditional rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Her chances of a lasting friendship with those bottomless black eyes were nonexistent.
Aria spent most of the meal pestering Sean to teach her sign language. Her musical talent and practice had gifted her with a natural ear-or, in this case, eye-for languages, so by the end of the meal, she could "say" and "hear" some simple sentences. Very simple sentences.
Finally, completely stuffed and exhausted, they went to their dormitories. A prefect revealed the secret password-Dragon Booger-and they collapsed in sleep almost before they could lie down. Good night, moon.
Disclaimer: Everyone except Amber, Sorcha, Sean, and Aria belongs to J.K. Rowling. Amber, Sorcha, and Sean belong to Rosethorn, and Aria is mine.
Author's Notes: This is an extremely odd plot bunny that bit me.well, it bit me in French. French is boring. Aria is Remus's twin sister.um.yeah.
Chapter 3: Song Without Words
The nineteen or twenty first years were all lined up at the front of the Great Hall. All seemed nervous-with the possible exception of Sorcha, who was as unruffled as always-some more than others.
'I wonder what we have to do,' Remus thought at Aria.
'Nothing too dangerous, I hope,' Aria thought back.
"If you will all please come up when you hear your names, and put on the hat so we can know where to place you." Professor McGonagall unrolled a sheet of parchment. "Anderson, Mariah!"
Remus sighed audibly in relief. "So all we have to do is put on the hat," he murmured.
"Looks like it," Amber said.
"Black, Sirius!"
"Good luck," everyone whispered to Sirius. He grinned flippantly, and swaggered over to the stool. He made a great show of looking terrified, then sat down on the stool, looking for all the world as if he expected a lightning bolt to strike his head. There were titters from the crowd. The hat shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!" The Gryffindor table cheered. Sirius stood up and made a very grandiose-and overdone-bow. Amber rolled her eyes. Sean was clearly fighting not to crack up. James wasn't even trying.
Aria was clenching and unclenching her hands, trying with all her heart not to pace.
'Whoa, chill out, Aria,' Remus said to her. 'You'll be fine.'
"Lupin, Remus!"
'That's me. Wish me luck!' Remus asked.
'Good luck,' Aria said obediently. She watched as her brother sat nervously on the stool, the hat over his eyes. She crossed her fingers. 'Come on, come on.' she thought. 'Get yourself sorted.don't give up now, brother.' She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the hat shout "GRYFFINDOR!" She grinned at her brother. He winked and mouthed "Good luck!"
"Lupin, Rhapsody!"
Aria took a deep breath. 'Here goes nothing,' she said to her brother.
"Hmmmm.you're an interesting puzzle.brilliant, of course.very brilliant.loyal, almost too loyal.cunning, but almost no ambition.no, Slytherin would never do.though.if you're meant for him.where to put you? Slytherin must be ruled out.almost too loyal for Hufflepuff.no, that won't work.brilliant, and brave-you have to be. It would probably kill you if I were to separate you two.it'll have to be GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted the last word to the entire hall. She breathed yet another sigh of relief, and sat down next to her brother at the Gryffindor table.
"Good job," Remus muttered.
"Thanks, you too."
All of their new friends joined Aria, Remus, and Sirius at the Gryffindor table-everyone, that is, except for Severus Snape. He went to the Slytherin table. From what she overheard the older kids telling the new Gryffindor first years, there was a traditional rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Her chances of a lasting friendship with those bottomless black eyes were nonexistent.
Aria spent most of the meal pestering Sean to teach her sign language. Her musical talent and practice had gifted her with a natural ear-or, in this case, eye-for languages, so by the end of the meal, she could "say" and "hear" some simple sentences. Very simple sentences.
Finally, completely stuffed and exhausted, they went to their dormitories. A prefect revealed the secret password-Dragon Booger-and they collapsed in sleep almost before they could lie down. Good night, moon.