Disclaimer: Seamus, Under the bed! *why?* Because you'll be seen!
*Couldn't I just cast an invisibility spell?* Sorry, Seamus. I can't risk
having my house burn down. *I don't appreciate your insinuations, Kochan.
And in case anyone cares to notice, my eyebrows have fully grown back!
(grumbles and hides under the bed)* Thank you! *not a problem, but can I
vacuum later?* Sure. Ahem. I don't own harry Potter or any characters or
places in the books. *Whats Harry's Firebolt doing under here?* hehehe.. I
don't own his things, either. He was visiting and left it. Really he did!
*sure..* Seamus! Get your head back under the bed! And I would like to
thank my sister for being a Ravenclaw prefect.
Thanks to all of my reviewers! Especially Jordan, who made me feel happy with a review first. A few notes to a few people:
Aries Chailyn: Thanks a bunch! Though the only reason I know one tin soldier is cause Me First and the Gimme Gimmes did a cover. Never heard the original, but I'm told it works well on the harp.
Strawberry: I didn't notice how artsy I made him. well, he loves to draw and one of the ways he was taught to cast spells was through his music. He grew up with the elves, and they treated him much older then he is, so he kind of keeps an eye out for guys that Jade or Aiden might like. Right now, Draco is just a friend. And don't even think that an 11-year-old wouldn't have that kind of responses to Draco complimenting Jade, cause I did that to my big sister. He was joking. Oh, and Harry doesn't think straight/bi/gay. He thinks friend/lover/soulmate. He was raised be the elves who don't understand humans. Oh, and sorry to disappoint, but he's not a Gryffie.
Lady SallyRose: You'd think they would, wouldn't you? but you see, if Harry knew he had family, he'd want to go meet them, and possibly stay with them, (the elves don't know the Dursleys) and they had a very good reason for picking him up.
Miranda Flairgold: Really? You liked this one more then the others? Personally, I agree with you, most of them aren't that great, but you can get some really good ones.
WookieeBeta: Thanks, I'll pass the compliments on to my big sister, who kept both things out. As to why they didn't flip out when they found out who he was. Well, he did just introduce himself as 'Harry' to Ron, and it wouldn't do for a Malfoy to flip out in public, now would it?
chris-warren876: *childishly sticks out tongue* You're just as bad as the stereo typical human, ya know that? Can't except another persons thinking, and have to comment. And he's not gay, there just weren't any girls he saw it worth to comment on. Harry doesn't think straight/bi/gay. He thinks friend/lover/soulmate. (I know, s/he's not even reading this, most likely not reading this, but I had to say it.)
Serry: *huggles* It was great. I get all sad cause of that idiot, *points above* and then read your review and its all happy! Draco will most definitely be on the side of the light, and this *might* turn into a HP/DM, my favorite pairing. But since he didn't come upon Harry so rudely, and Harry didn't turn him down, they're friends, if nothing else. And as I mentioned to Aries Chailyn, I know One Tin Soldier from the Me First and the Gimme Gimmes' cover of it. Its stuck in my head too, but its punkified. ^_^ Yeah, Silver's from MoM, which, sadly, has been taken off FF.net. *sighs* oh well, I can still read it, I'm in the group. Good for you, you got 10!
Amby: YAY! its good that you like my fic, cause if you didn't. then. you wouldn't have made me happy with a review. ^_^ I luv Midnight Blue's work, don't you?
ambookworm247: I know they do. and it wasn't meant to happen! Soon they get a lot less mature, trust me.
Thanks again, reviewers! you made me soooooo happy! Anybody wanna help me get that one true flame a little higher so we can roast marshmallows and sing camp songs? Or maybe my muse will give me more ideas if we have a good fire going..
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Hagrid met them and took them across the lake in the boats, Harry, Draco and Ron in one boat. Ron almost tipped it over, but Draco managed to steady it by pushing Ron out. Ron sputtered as he swam over to Neville and Hermione's boat. He rode the rest of the way with them, glaring at Draco.
"The first years, Professor McGonagall" Hagrid said, when he saw a very strict looking woman.
"Thank you, Hagrid," she said and he left.
"Trevor!" Neville said, running forward and catching a toad.
McGonagall looked at him, then continued, "In a moment you will walk through these doors and get sorted. You will be sorted into one of four hoses here at Hogwarts. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. While your at Hogwarts your house will be like your family while you're here." She then walked around, saying things like 'Take off your hat!' and such things. When she saw Ron she cast a quick drying spell, and informed him he had dirt on his nose, which he once again rubbed uselessly. The doors then opened and they marched in.
They walked between the two middle tables, the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Harry heard Hermione saying "The ceiling doesn't really look like that. Its bewitched to look like the sky. I read about it in Hogwarts, A History," to Ron, who was standing next to her, glaring at Draco. They gathered around a stool which had a tattered old hat on it. Suddenly it appeared to look around, and then opened a flap like a mouth, and sang:
Oh, you may not think I'm pretty, Don't judge on what you see. I'll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat then me. You can keep you're bowlers black, Your top hats sleek and tall, For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat, And I can cap them all. There's nothing hidden in your head, The Sorting hat can't see, So try me on, and I will tell you where you ought to be. You might belong in Gryffindor Where dwell the brave of heart, Their daring, nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart. You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal, Those patient Hufflepuffs are true, And unafraid of toil. Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, If you've a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning will always find there kind. Or perhaps in Slytherin, Where you'll make your real friends, Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends. So put me on! Don't be afraid! and don't get in a flap! Your in safe hands, (Though I have none) For I'm a thinking Cap!
It then bowed to each of the four tables who were applauding.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted. Abbot, Hanna!" she called.
A moments pause, then "HUFFLEPUFF!"
When Ron put on the hat, it said "GRYFFINDOR!" and so on, until Harry was called.
"Potter, Harry."
/Why am I at the end? Ok, not at the end, but not where I should be./
"Harry Potter?" "/The/ Harry Potter?" the whispers spread.
When he put on the hat, it said, "Hmmmm. a tricky one."
Meanwhile, Harry was thinking, "Hmm. Slytherin would be cool. I'd be with Draco. But Gryffindor has those cute guys Jade likes. Hufflepuff.. (looks around at the table) he's kinda cute.. Ravenclaw. cute, yes."
"Ahem. Did you notice him?" the sorting hat pointed out a cute older Ravenclaw.
"No, I didn't, thanks. Oooo.. She's cute. and that one and that one, and that one and that one. Oh sorry, It's my turn to be sorted, huh?"
"Yes."
"Umm, Ravenclaw would probably fit me best."
"Why do you say that?"
"I dunno. It just sounds more like me then the others. Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff all fit too, but Ravenclaw sounds best."
"Ok then. Guess your right. The best would be RAVENCLAW!!"
Applause broke out as Harry walked to the Ravenclaw table. He sat down next to a small fifth year prefect who introduced herself 'Cassandre, but call me Cassie.' She had long, brown braided hair, and light green eyes. She looked cheerful and energetic, and introduced Harry to a bunch of other Ravenclaw, and the Sorting Ceremony ended. A handful people got sorted into Ravenclaw. Dumbledor clapped to get everybody's attention.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Before the feast I would like to say a few words. And here they are, Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!" he then sat down and started eating.
Harry looked at Cassie. "Cassie, Is he a bit mad?" he asked.
"Mad? He's a genius! Best wizard in the world! But a crazy, yes. Aren't we all? Potatoes?" she said, handing Harry the potatoes. He smiled, and gloped the mashed potatoes onto his plate.
"Who are they?" Harry asked motioning to the teachers.
"The teachers," she replied, "They teach you."
"No, I mean what are their names and what do they teach."
Cassie pointed out all the teachers introducing them. "Thats Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house. He teaches potions and he fiddles with his hair when he's trying not to show or do something." At Harry's odd look she added, "He flings it, or runs his hand through it or something. That's how you can tell he's pleased with you."
"Thats good to know."
She looked along until she saw Professor Vector. "Thats Professor Vector, head of Ravenclaw house. She teaches arithmency, and always has a lollipop either in her mouth or in her robes." She then pointed to the lady she was talking to. "Thats Professor Spout, head of Hufflepuff house. She teaches herbology, and tends to talk to her plants when she thinks nobody's listening. And that," she said pointing to Professor McGonagall, "Is professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor. She teaches transfiguration, and twitches her nose like she has whiskers when she's distracted." Then she went on naming the other professors, what they taught, and one odd thing about them. After she finished, she said "And of coarse, there's Dumbledor. He's the Headmaster. And,"
And then everyone sitting right with them said, "He like muggle candy, and playing hopscotch."
Cassie nodded. "Yup."
Dinner went on, everyone talking, accepting the first years into the conversation. Harry had noticed something about the Ravenclaw table when he sat down. A great deal more of the table was covered then the others. It was simply because some of the older kids would spread out a bit, more or less in pairs, and first years would sit between them. When he asked Cassie about this, she simply looked at him, swallowed her food, and said, "Well, you guys are all Ravenclaw, so we should get along. If not, its just one dinner we're sitting together. After this you'll probably find some little group to sit with. All of us do more or less what I did for you. Introduce you to people and answer questions. I'm one of the few that would have told you all their quirks, though. I think only about five of us know all of theirs. Most people know at least two or three quirks, and every Ravenclaw and anyone's who taken arithmancy could tell you Vector always has a lolli."
Just then a ghost of a tall, thin lady settled right above the table, sprawled out. "Oh, hello. How was your summer?" she asked.
"Wonderful. We got about 10 new books. Peeves was fairly quiet, even. How was yours, Cassandre?" the ghost asked.
"Oh, Gray Lady, I wish you'd just call me Cassie. But it was great. I spent most of it in America." Harry assumed that 'Gray Lady' was the Ravenclaw ghost. He was introduced and spent the rest of the meal talking to various people -alive and dead- he met.
The food was then replaced with desert and Cassie put some pudding in a little bowl, the set a brownie on top of it, then used her wand to put chocolate frozen yogurt in a ring around the brownie, and then it went up in a swirl. She then put chocolate sauce on it and chocolate chips on it. (A/N: This is me at Fresh Choice) Harry watched with amusement as she did that, then it changed into surprise when she set it in front of him. "You do like chocolate, right?" she asked, fixing another one. Harry nodded and started eating it.
"Sugoi! This is good!" Harry exclaimed.
Cassie nodded, putting a spoon in hers. "If you didn't like it, you'd be the first in a long time. Though," she said, tapping her spoon in midair, "My friend, Julia, she's a Hufflepuff, is allergic to chocolate. So I make hers with vanilla pudding, angle food cake with strawberries, strawberry sauce. She says that's good, too." she paused as she ate a bite of her dessert. "And," she informed him, "if you didn't like it and liked chocolate, then I'd have to hurt you. And don't think I can't. I am a fifth year Ravenclaw, ya know."
Harry smiled. "I know. I was just trying to decide if you'd be one for jinxing the broom, sneaking a firework into my cauldron, or de-boneing me."
"None. I prefer glamoures. And I can do some nasty things with those.. Ask Cho."
Harry raised an eyebrow and Cho, who replied, "I pulled a prank on her. She pulled one back." Harry nodded, seeing that this was as much explanation as he was going to get, and finished his dessert.
As soon as he finished, Dumbledor stood up and tapped his spoon against his cup. "May I have your attention, please? I have a few start of term notices to give you. First years should note that the forbidden forest is forbidden, hence the name. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well."
"Of coarse we'll remember, Professor Dumbledor, Sir!" Fred said from the Gryffindor table. Then George finished, "We wouldn't want to do that again. That howler gave me a headache." Most of the students laughed.
Then Cassie muttered, "It gave me one, too. That would be why they don't want to get another one that bad," and Harry started laughing even harder.
Dumbledor held up a hand, and slowly -very slowly- the laughing ceased. Cassie cast a silencing charm on a few people around her, grinned at Dumbledor, who smiled at her with that twinkle in his eyes. "Mr. Filch, our care taker, has asked me to remind you, no magic in the halls between classes." Once again his eyes flickered to the Weasley twins, and then some other people. "And also. The third floor corridor is off limits to everyone who does not wish to die a painful death." He added that last one seriously.
"Hmm. wonder whats with that one," Cassie said quietly, then shrugged. "Even the Weasley twins will stay away from that one. The twinkle left his eye," she added quickly when Harry looked confused.
"Now, everyone pick you're favorite tune, and off we go!" Dumbledor waved his wand and words appeared in the air. Harry looked at them, and started singing. Cassie was over at the Slytherin table with a friend singing it as a drinking song. After Fred and George finally finished their funeral drudge, Dumbledor smiled and said, "Time for bed. Off you trot."
Cassie lead the way to the Ravenclaw Tower, saying 'hello' to many of the portraits. Just as she was about to mention that the stairs like to change, when the stairs they were on changed. She sighed. "They like to change. Now, this trick might not work for all of you, but it usually works for me," she looked down. "Oh, dang. Now I'm going to be late for class. If only this staircase would move back." And it did. "Thank you!" Cassie exclaimed, running the rest of the way up and motioning for the rest to do the same. As soon as they got onto the landing, it moved back, to the pleasure of some Gryffindors. "Bye guys!" she called to them, they waved back. /She's very odd. Looking at her, you wouldn't think she were a Ravenclaw. She's friends with every house. She knows something odd about every staff member. Doesn't seem like one for pranks, though if she has a reason, she can undoubtedly come up with a good one. Spent a summer in America. Not someone I want to piss off./ Harry thought as he memorized the way to the tower. On the way Cassie pointed out important places, and Harry helped drag the others away from the library.
When they got to a portrait of two kids playing in a garden. The little girl ran forward with a ball in her hands. "Hi Cassie!" the girl said. "Did you come to play with me?"
Cassie laughed. "No, Sue, I didn't. I told you that I got in trouble, remember?"
"Yeah." Sue said sullenly. Then she cheered up. "Oh well. Cassie, whats the password?"
"Asswordpay." Cassie replied.
The port swung open. "First years, remember the password. I can get very annoying when you don't. You sure you can't come play?" she asked Cassie.
Cassie smiled. "Sue, why don't you go play with Bob? He's looking kind of lonesome."
"OK!" she exclaimed. Then, turning to Bob, she tossed the ball, yelling "HEADS UP!"
They all stepped through the door that opened. After the last person got through it closed. "This is the common room. The boys dorms are down the hall, second door to the left, and on till morning." Several muggle born kids laughed at this, and the wizard born looked confused. "You'll find that your things are already in your dorm. You boys have two rooms, five in a room." She then turned to the girls. "And you are the same, only to the down that hall and to the right. The common room is for things like homework, hanging out, and things like that. We have about." she looked at a watch that hung from a belt loop, "twenty minutes until lights out. I would suggest finding your rooms and unpacking." She then walked down the girls hall and turned into the first room. A few moments later, there was a knock an the portrait hole. Sue ran through the portraits in the common room until she got to the one in Cassie's room.
"Your friends are here," she announced.
"Thanks Sue," Cassie said as she walked out the room with a tall, blonde Ravenclaw wearing a little 'Hello, my name is Sarah' name tag in blue an bronze, opening the door for two people, a Gryffindor and a Slytherin. They each sat down on the furniture, each other, or the floor. They were talking for about five minutes when Harry ran down the hallway with a book, paper, and pen in hand. Sarah was playing her harp on the floor next to Cassie who was sitting on a large black haired girl's lap.
Harry had come started to write a letter to Aiden and Jade. Sarah noticed him and startled him by saying "Hello."
"Erm, hello." Harry said.
"Who are you?" a short, Asian girl asked from the floor. She had a little 'Hello. My name is Nicole' name tag in green and silver.
"Erm, I'm Harry."
"Potter." Cassie finished. "Honestly Nicole, didn't you watch the ceremony?"
Nicole shook her head. "It's usually uneventful. You point out anybody I might want to notice by the end of the first week, so why bother?" she then turned to Harry. "Hello, Potter."
"Hi." Harry said. He then noticed the name tag and added, "Nicole. You a Slytherin?"
Nicole nodded and pointed to the girl whom Cassie was lounging on. "And that's Victoria, Gryffindor." Victoria held a hand out from around Cassie and shook his hand.
"Man, you guys aren't as giddy around me as most the school is. Why not?" Harry wondered out loud.
Nicole laughed, and Cassie looked down at Nicole and burst out into giggles. Nicole just looked at him, and said "I don't do giddy."
Harry made an 'Ah' kind of sound, then went back to writing his letter. His letter went something like this, only in tengwar:
Dear all of you guys who are undoubtedly reading this,
How are things there? No, wait, don't answer. Chaotic, I'm sure. Aiden is there, even if I'm not there to help out. I'll send the pictures in a while, Jade. I haven't had time to get more then 2 pictures of them. So many things here remind me of Underhill. One ghost is just like Aiden, only he doesn't listen to rock. The suits of armor, according to the Prefect, Cassie, like to move around. (Gee, what does that sound like, Jade?) We don't have class tomorrow, I was planing on taking my camera around so you guys can kind of see what Hogwarts is like. I'll send you the film when it's done.
And then Cassie, reading over his shoulder, said "Shouldn't you mention you're in Ravenclaw?"
Confused Harry said, "You can read this?"
Cassie nodded. "But how, you ask." Harry nodded. "Lord of the Rings, the back of the third book. I learned it a couple years ago."
"Oh." Harry said stupidly. He had forgotten that Tolken had put it one of his books for a human friend.
"So, you're whole family knows tengwar?" Cassie asked, curious.
"Yeah, and most of my friends, too. It may land in one persons lap, but everyone reads it. Unless it specifically starts something along the lines of, 'Dear Jade and only Jade,' or 'Dear family, and I mean direct relations only, as in brothers, sisters, and parents,' or something like that.
He looked down at his note pad and added Oh, yeah, I'm in Ravenclaw. And the Prefect I was telling you about read Tolken's book and can read tengwar. It was her idea to tell you where I was sorted.
"I can't read it very fast though. And who, if I may ask, are 'them'?" Cassie inquired, pointing to where it said I'll send the pictures in a while, Jade. I haven't had time to get more then 2 pictures of them.
"The Weasley twins, I think she said Fred and George.. The two at the feast with the howlers."
"Yeah, Fred and George. Thinks their cute, does she?" Cassie said, ducking into her room quickly. She quickly reappeared with a small book. She sat down near Harry. "Do you know if she like Scottish? Red hair? Green eyes? I needa know where to start you."
"Ummm. Red heads, definitely." He then recited, "Scottish, Irish, English, American. Blue eyes and red, black or brown hair. Doesn't particularly like blondes. Long hair is cool, as long as she can play with it."
"Sounds like you know what she likes pretty well, huh? Drags you along or sends you out hunting often?"
Harry looked at her as if to say 'You have no idea,' and she laughed and handed him the book, flipping it open to a page full of the Weasley twins. "Tap any pictures you want saying the words at the top of the page." She then went to chat with her friends. Harry opened the book and got a few pictures of Fred and George. He flipped the page and got some more, and more, and more, until he had about twenty pictures. He went to hand it to Cassie, who's friends had left. "So what didcha take?" she asked. Harry handed them to her, stifling a yawn. She spread them out on the table, with a notepad.
A/N: 5 points to you if you caught the Peter Pan reference. Oh, keep track, as I will make special mention of those you get high scores. and 1 point if you heard the desert and really want one now. The ironic bit is my sister, whom Cassie is based on, (or is, depending on how you look at it) would never make that. *sigh* she demands I give anybody who has heard of Kamiyra, Kamichan, or Kami 1 point. So if you got everything, you got. 7 points. *marks down on her score card*
Thanks to all of my reviewers! Especially Jordan, who made me feel happy with a review first. A few notes to a few people:
Aries Chailyn: Thanks a bunch! Though the only reason I know one tin soldier is cause Me First and the Gimme Gimmes did a cover. Never heard the original, but I'm told it works well on the harp.
Strawberry: I didn't notice how artsy I made him. well, he loves to draw and one of the ways he was taught to cast spells was through his music. He grew up with the elves, and they treated him much older then he is, so he kind of keeps an eye out for guys that Jade or Aiden might like. Right now, Draco is just a friend. And don't even think that an 11-year-old wouldn't have that kind of responses to Draco complimenting Jade, cause I did that to my big sister. He was joking. Oh, and Harry doesn't think straight/bi/gay. He thinks friend/lover/soulmate. He was raised be the elves who don't understand humans. Oh, and sorry to disappoint, but he's not a Gryffie.
Lady SallyRose: You'd think they would, wouldn't you? but you see, if Harry knew he had family, he'd want to go meet them, and possibly stay with them, (the elves don't know the Dursleys) and they had a very good reason for picking him up.
Miranda Flairgold: Really? You liked this one more then the others? Personally, I agree with you, most of them aren't that great, but you can get some really good ones.
WookieeBeta: Thanks, I'll pass the compliments on to my big sister, who kept both things out. As to why they didn't flip out when they found out who he was. Well, he did just introduce himself as 'Harry' to Ron, and it wouldn't do for a Malfoy to flip out in public, now would it?
chris-warren876: *childishly sticks out tongue* You're just as bad as the stereo typical human, ya know that? Can't except another persons thinking, and have to comment. And he's not gay, there just weren't any girls he saw it worth to comment on. Harry doesn't think straight/bi/gay. He thinks friend/lover/soulmate. (I know, s/he's not even reading this, most likely not reading this, but I had to say it.)
Serry: *huggles* It was great. I get all sad cause of that idiot, *points above* and then read your review and its all happy! Draco will most definitely be on the side of the light, and this *might* turn into a HP/DM, my favorite pairing. But since he didn't come upon Harry so rudely, and Harry didn't turn him down, they're friends, if nothing else. And as I mentioned to Aries Chailyn, I know One Tin Soldier from the Me First and the Gimme Gimmes' cover of it. Its stuck in my head too, but its punkified. ^_^ Yeah, Silver's from MoM, which, sadly, has been taken off FF.net. *sighs* oh well, I can still read it, I'm in the group. Good for you, you got 10!
Amby: YAY! its good that you like my fic, cause if you didn't. then. you wouldn't have made me happy with a review. ^_^ I luv Midnight Blue's work, don't you?
ambookworm247: I know they do. and it wasn't meant to happen! Soon they get a lot less mature, trust me.
Thanks again, reviewers! you made me soooooo happy! Anybody wanna help me get that one true flame a little higher so we can roast marshmallows and sing camp songs? Or maybe my muse will give me more ideas if we have a good fire going..
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Hagrid met them and took them across the lake in the boats, Harry, Draco and Ron in one boat. Ron almost tipped it over, but Draco managed to steady it by pushing Ron out. Ron sputtered as he swam over to Neville and Hermione's boat. He rode the rest of the way with them, glaring at Draco.
"The first years, Professor McGonagall" Hagrid said, when he saw a very strict looking woman.
"Thank you, Hagrid," she said and he left.
"Trevor!" Neville said, running forward and catching a toad.
McGonagall looked at him, then continued, "In a moment you will walk through these doors and get sorted. You will be sorted into one of four hoses here at Hogwarts. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. While your at Hogwarts your house will be like your family while you're here." She then walked around, saying things like 'Take off your hat!' and such things. When she saw Ron she cast a quick drying spell, and informed him he had dirt on his nose, which he once again rubbed uselessly. The doors then opened and they marched in.
They walked between the two middle tables, the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Harry heard Hermione saying "The ceiling doesn't really look like that. Its bewitched to look like the sky. I read about it in Hogwarts, A History," to Ron, who was standing next to her, glaring at Draco. They gathered around a stool which had a tattered old hat on it. Suddenly it appeared to look around, and then opened a flap like a mouth, and sang:
Oh, you may not think I'm pretty, Don't judge on what you see. I'll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat then me. You can keep you're bowlers black, Your top hats sleek and tall, For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat, And I can cap them all. There's nothing hidden in your head, The Sorting hat can't see, So try me on, and I will tell you where you ought to be. You might belong in Gryffindor Where dwell the brave of heart, Their daring, nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart. You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal, Those patient Hufflepuffs are true, And unafraid of toil. Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, If you've a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning will always find there kind. Or perhaps in Slytherin, Where you'll make your real friends, Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends. So put me on! Don't be afraid! and don't get in a flap! Your in safe hands, (Though I have none) For I'm a thinking Cap!
It then bowed to each of the four tables who were applauding.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted. Abbot, Hanna!" she called.
A moments pause, then "HUFFLEPUFF!"
When Ron put on the hat, it said "GRYFFINDOR!" and so on, until Harry was called.
"Potter, Harry."
/Why am I at the end? Ok, not at the end, but not where I should be./
"Harry Potter?" "/The/ Harry Potter?" the whispers spread.
When he put on the hat, it said, "Hmmmm. a tricky one."
Meanwhile, Harry was thinking, "Hmm. Slytherin would be cool. I'd be with Draco. But Gryffindor has those cute guys Jade likes. Hufflepuff.. (looks around at the table) he's kinda cute.. Ravenclaw. cute, yes."
"Ahem. Did you notice him?" the sorting hat pointed out a cute older Ravenclaw.
"No, I didn't, thanks. Oooo.. She's cute. and that one and that one, and that one and that one. Oh sorry, It's my turn to be sorted, huh?"
"Yes."
"Umm, Ravenclaw would probably fit me best."
"Why do you say that?"
"I dunno. It just sounds more like me then the others. Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff all fit too, but Ravenclaw sounds best."
"Ok then. Guess your right. The best would be RAVENCLAW!!"
Applause broke out as Harry walked to the Ravenclaw table. He sat down next to a small fifth year prefect who introduced herself 'Cassandre, but call me Cassie.' She had long, brown braided hair, and light green eyes. She looked cheerful and energetic, and introduced Harry to a bunch of other Ravenclaw, and the Sorting Ceremony ended. A handful people got sorted into Ravenclaw. Dumbledor clapped to get everybody's attention.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Before the feast I would like to say a few words. And here they are, Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!" he then sat down and started eating.
Harry looked at Cassie. "Cassie, Is he a bit mad?" he asked.
"Mad? He's a genius! Best wizard in the world! But a crazy, yes. Aren't we all? Potatoes?" she said, handing Harry the potatoes. He smiled, and gloped the mashed potatoes onto his plate.
"Who are they?" Harry asked motioning to the teachers.
"The teachers," she replied, "They teach you."
"No, I mean what are their names and what do they teach."
Cassie pointed out all the teachers introducing them. "Thats Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house. He teaches potions and he fiddles with his hair when he's trying not to show or do something." At Harry's odd look she added, "He flings it, or runs his hand through it or something. That's how you can tell he's pleased with you."
"Thats good to know."
She looked along until she saw Professor Vector. "Thats Professor Vector, head of Ravenclaw house. She teaches arithmency, and always has a lollipop either in her mouth or in her robes." She then pointed to the lady she was talking to. "Thats Professor Spout, head of Hufflepuff house. She teaches herbology, and tends to talk to her plants when she thinks nobody's listening. And that," she said pointing to Professor McGonagall, "Is professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor. She teaches transfiguration, and twitches her nose like she has whiskers when she's distracted." Then she went on naming the other professors, what they taught, and one odd thing about them. After she finished, she said "And of coarse, there's Dumbledor. He's the Headmaster. And,"
And then everyone sitting right with them said, "He like muggle candy, and playing hopscotch."
Cassie nodded. "Yup."
Dinner went on, everyone talking, accepting the first years into the conversation. Harry had noticed something about the Ravenclaw table when he sat down. A great deal more of the table was covered then the others. It was simply because some of the older kids would spread out a bit, more or less in pairs, and first years would sit between them. When he asked Cassie about this, she simply looked at him, swallowed her food, and said, "Well, you guys are all Ravenclaw, so we should get along. If not, its just one dinner we're sitting together. After this you'll probably find some little group to sit with. All of us do more or less what I did for you. Introduce you to people and answer questions. I'm one of the few that would have told you all their quirks, though. I think only about five of us know all of theirs. Most people know at least two or three quirks, and every Ravenclaw and anyone's who taken arithmancy could tell you Vector always has a lolli."
Just then a ghost of a tall, thin lady settled right above the table, sprawled out. "Oh, hello. How was your summer?" she asked.
"Wonderful. We got about 10 new books. Peeves was fairly quiet, even. How was yours, Cassandre?" the ghost asked.
"Oh, Gray Lady, I wish you'd just call me Cassie. But it was great. I spent most of it in America." Harry assumed that 'Gray Lady' was the Ravenclaw ghost. He was introduced and spent the rest of the meal talking to various people -alive and dead- he met.
The food was then replaced with desert and Cassie put some pudding in a little bowl, the set a brownie on top of it, then used her wand to put chocolate frozen yogurt in a ring around the brownie, and then it went up in a swirl. She then put chocolate sauce on it and chocolate chips on it. (A/N: This is me at Fresh Choice) Harry watched with amusement as she did that, then it changed into surprise when she set it in front of him. "You do like chocolate, right?" she asked, fixing another one. Harry nodded and started eating it.
"Sugoi! This is good!" Harry exclaimed.
Cassie nodded, putting a spoon in hers. "If you didn't like it, you'd be the first in a long time. Though," she said, tapping her spoon in midair, "My friend, Julia, she's a Hufflepuff, is allergic to chocolate. So I make hers with vanilla pudding, angle food cake with strawberries, strawberry sauce. She says that's good, too." she paused as she ate a bite of her dessert. "And," she informed him, "if you didn't like it and liked chocolate, then I'd have to hurt you. And don't think I can't. I am a fifth year Ravenclaw, ya know."
Harry smiled. "I know. I was just trying to decide if you'd be one for jinxing the broom, sneaking a firework into my cauldron, or de-boneing me."
"None. I prefer glamoures. And I can do some nasty things with those.. Ask Cho."
Harry raised an eyebrow and Cho, who replied, "I pulled a prank on her. She pulled one back." Harry nodded, seeing that this was as much explanation as he was going to get, and finished his dessert.
As soon as he finished, Dumbledor stood up and tapped his spoon against his cup. "May I have your attention, please? I have a few start of term notices to give you. First years should note that the forbidden forest is forbidden, hence the name. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well."
"Of coarse we'll remember, Professor Dumbledor, Sir!" Fred said from the Gryffindor table. Then George finished, "We wouldn't want to do that again. That howler gave me a headache." Most of the students laughed.
Then Cassie muttered, "It gave me one, too. That would be why they don't want to get another one that bad," and Harry started laughing even harder.
Dumbledor held up a hand, and slowly -very slowly- the laughing ceased. Cassie cast a silencing charm on a few people around her, grinned at Dumbledor, who smiled at her with that twinkle in his eyes. "Mr. Filch, our care taker, has asked me to remind you, no magic in the halls between classes." Once again his eyes flickered to the Weasley twins, and then some other people. "And also. The third floor corridor is off limits to everyone who does not wish to die a painful death." He added that last one seriously.
"Hmm. wonder whats with that one," Cassie said quietly, then shrugged. "Even the Weasley twins will stay away from that one. The twinkle left his eye," she added quickly when Harry looked confused.
"Now, everyone pick you're favorite tune, and off we go!" Dumbledor waved his wand and words appeared in the air. Harry looked at them, and started singing. Cassie was over at the Slytherin table with a friend singing it as a drinking song. After Fred and George finally finished their funeral drudge, Dumbledor smiled and said, "Time for bed. Off you trot."
Cassie lead the way to the Ravenclaw Tower, saying 'hello' to many of the portraits. Just as she was about to mention that the stairs like to change, when the stairs they were on changed. She sighed. "They like to change. Now, this trick might not work for all of you, but it usually works for me," she looked down. "Oh, dang. Now I'm going to be late for class. If only this staircase would move back." And it did. "Thank you!" Cassie exclaimed, running the rest of the way up and motioning for the rest to do the same. As soon as they got onto the landing, it moved back, to the pleasure of some Gryffindors. "Bye guys!" she called to them, they waved back. /She's very odd. Looking at her, you wouldn't think she were a Ravenclaw. She's friends with every house. She knows something odd about every staff member. Doesn't seem like one for pranks, though if she has a reason, she can undoubtedly come up with a good one. Spent a summer in America. Not someone I want to piss off./ Harry thought as he memorized the way to the tower. On the way Cassie pointed out important places, and Harry helped drag the others away from the library.
When they got to a portrait of two kids playing in a garden. The little girl ran forward with a ball in her hands. "Hi Cassie!" the girl said. "Did you come to play with me?"
Cassie laughed. "No, Sue, I didn't. I told you that I got in trouble, remember?"
"Yeah." Sue said sullenly. Then she cheered up. "Oh well. Cassie, whats the password?"
"Asswordpay." Cassie replied.
The port swung open. "First years, remember the password. I can get very annoying when you don't. You sure you can't come play?" she asked Cassie.
Cassie smiled. "Sue, why don't you go play with Bob? He's looking kind of lonesome."
"OK!" she exclaimed. Then, turning to Bob, she tossed the ball, yelling "HEADS UP!"
They all stepped through the door that opened. After the last person got through it closed. "This is the common room. The boys dorms are down the hall, second door to the left, and on till morning." Several muggle born kids laughed at this, and the wizard born looked confused. "You'll find that your things are already in your dorm. You boys have two rooms, five in a room." She then turned to the girls. "And you are the same, only to the down that hall and to the right. The common room is for things like homework, hanging out, and things like that. We have about." she looked at a watch that hung from a belt loop, "twenty minutes until lights out. I would suggest finding your rooms and unpacking." She then walked down the girls hall and turned into the first room. A few moments later, there was a knock an the portrait hole. Sue ran through the portraits in the common room until she got to the one in Cassie's room.
"Your friends are here," she announced.
"Thanks Sue," Cassie said as she walked out the room with a tall, blonde Ravenclaw wearing a little 'Hello, my name is Sarah' name tag in blue an bronze, opening the door for two people, a Gryffindor and a Slytherin. They each sat down on the furniture, each other, or the floor. They were talking for about five minutes when Harry ran down the hallway with a book, paper, and pen in hand. Sarah was playing her harp on the floor next to Cassie who was sitting on a large black haired girl's lap.
Harry had come started to write a letter to Aiden and Jade. Sarah noticed him and startled him by saying "Hello."
"Erm, hello." Harry said.
"Who are you?" a short, Asian girl asked from the floor. She had a little 'Hello. My name is Nicole' name tag in green and silver.
"Erm, I'm Harry."
"Potter." Cassie finished. "Honestly Nicole, didn't you watch the ceremony?"
Nicole shook her head. "It's usually uneventful. You point out anybody I might want to notice by the end of the first week, so why bother?" she then turned to Harry. "Hello, Potter."
"Hi." Harry said. He then noticed the name tag and added, "Nicole. You a Slytherin?"
Nicole nodded and pointed to the girl whom Cassie was lounging on. "And that's Victoria, Gryffindor." Victoria held a hand out from around Cassie and shook his hand.
"Man, you guys aren't as giddy around me as most the school is. Why not?" Harry wondered out loud.
Nicole laughed, and Cassie looked down at Nicole and burst out into giggles. Nicole just looked at him, and said "I don't do giddy."
Harry made an 'Ah' kind of sound, then went back to writing his letter. His letter went something like this, only in tengwar:
Dear all of you guys who are undoubtedly reading this,
How are things there? No, wait, don't answer. Chaotic, I'm sure. Aiden is there, even if I'm not there to help out. I'll send the pictures in a while, Jade. I haven't had time to get more then 2 pictures of them. So many things here remind me of Underhill. One ghost is just like Aiden, only he doesn't listen to rock. The suits of armor, according to the Prefect, Cassie, like to move around. (Gee, what does that sound like, Jade?) We don't have class tomorrow, I was planing on taking my camera around so you guys can kind of see what Hogwarts is like. I'll send you the film when it's done.
And then Cassie, reading over his shoulder, said "Shouldn't you mention you're in Ravenclaw?"
Confused Harry said, "You can read this?"
Cassie nodded. "But how, you ask." Harry nodded. "Lord of the Rings, the back of the third book. I learned it a couple years ago."
"Oh." Harry said stupidly. He had forgotten that Tolken had put it one of his books for a human friend.
"So, you're whole family knows tengwar?" Cassie asked, curious.
"Yeah, and most of my friends, too. It may land in one persons lap, but everyone reads it. Unless it specifically starts something along the lines of, 'Dear Jade and only Jade,' or 'Dear family, and I mean direct relations only, as in brothers, sisters, and parents,' or something like that.
He looked down at his note pad and added Oh, yeah, I'm in Ravenclaw. And the Prefect I was telling you about read Tolken's book and can read tengwar. It was her idea to tell you where I was sorted.
"I can't read it very fast though. And who, if I may ask, are 'them'?" Cassie inquired, pointing to where it said I'll send the pictures in a while, Jade. I haven't had time to get more then 2 pictures of them.
"The Weasley twins, I think she said Fred and George.. The two at the feast with the howlers."
"Yeah, Fred and George. Thinks their cute, does she?" Cassie said, ducking into her room quickly. She quickly reappeared with a small book. She sat down near Harry. "Do you know if she like Scottish? Red hair? Green eyes? I needa know where to start you."
"Ummm. Red heads, definitely." He then recited, "Scottish, Irish, English, American. Blue eyes and red, black or brown hair. Doesn't particularly like blondes. Long hair is cool, as long as she can play with it."
"Sounds like you know what she likes pretty well, huh? Drags you along or sends you out hunting often?"
Harry looked at her as if to say 'You have no idea,' and she laughed and handed him the book, flipping it open to a page full of the Weasley twins. "Tap any pictures you want saying the words at the top of the page." She then went to chat with her friends. Harry opened the book and got a few pictures of Fred and George. He flipped the page and got some more, and more, and more, until he had about twenty pictures. He went to hand it to Cassie, who's friends had left. "So what didcha take?" she asked. Harry handed them to her, stifling a yawn. She spread them out on the table, with a notepad.
A/N: 5 points to you if you caught the Peter Pan reference. Oh, keep track, as I will make special mention of those you get high scores. and 1 point if you heard the desert and really want one now. The ironic bit is my sister, whom Cassie is based on, (or is, depending on how you look at it) would never make that. *sigh* she demands I give anybody who has heard of Kamiyra, Kamichan, or Kami 1 point. So if you got everything, you got. 7 points. *marks down on her score card*