Is he there?
A Harry Potter fan fiction by
Kaidi MacKay
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or places that have been mentioned in this fan fiction that relate to the published works of J.K. Rowling, author of the Harry Potter series. No copyright infringements are deliberate. All original characters and places mentioned in the Harry Potter series including Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and Quidditch Through the Ages are copyrighted to J.K. Rowling and her publishers. The only character in this fan fiction that is an original of the author is Hope Harry Weasley. This character is an original creation of the author Kaidi MacKay.
Author's Note: Thanks to all my reviewers, sorry it's taken me, Merlin-only- knows how long to upload these two new chapters. Thanks to everyone for their support and suggestions. The aim of the game now is to finish the story before the end of the year, and keep it working with the events of Book Five, which wasn't out when this was first started.
Chapter six: Welcome back
NINE MONTHS LATER
Hope stepped off the Hogwarts Express. She saw a looming figure in front of her holding a lantern. "Hullo Hagrid," she called out. Hagrid waved to her as the other first years joined her at Hagrid's feet.
As the boats crossed the lake Hope thought about her parents. Hermione had told her about the first time they had crossed the lake when they started at Hogwarts. She looked at the three other people in her boat and wondered if they would become her best friends.
Professor McGonagall was dressed in bottle green robes; her black hair now beginning to grey was pulled into a tight bun at the base of her neck. She introduced herself to the nervous first years and told them about the four houses of Hogwarts. "The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn you points, while any rule breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honour. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours." Professor McGonagall looked at the first years and Hope saw Professor McGonagall focus on her just one moment longer. Professor McGonagall left them all standing and whispering to each other.
A few children looked nervously around at the paintings on the walls as they moved. A blond girl with pigtails whispered to Hope, "It's scary isn't it. I'm still waiting to wake up and find it's a dream." Hope looked at her. "Oh it isn't a dream. This is real all right. I love it here." Someone behind her screamed, Hope turned around in fright. Two ghosts had come gliding through the wall. One was covered in silver blood and the other was a cheerful looking women dressed in something out of medieval times. Hope took them to be the Slytherin ghost, The Bloody Baron and the Ravenclaw ghost, The Grey Lady. "Hello my dears," the Grey Lady peered down on the frightened first years. All stood speechless gaping at the two transparent figures. "Follow me please." Professor McGonagall had re entered the room and beckoned the first years to follow her.
Hope looked around as they entered the Great Hall. The first thing she looked at was the ceiling. Stars shone as the moon began to appear in the corner. Professor McGonagall led them to the front of the hall and they lined up in front of the Head table. Hope looked along the table. Professor Snape was there, and little Professor Flitwick and pleasant looking Professor Sprout. Hagrid and Professors Vector and Sinistra. Hope knew them all from pictures and met them at parties. She saw Professor Dumbledore looking at her and she smiled at him. He gave her a tired nod.
Professor McGonagall had placed an old wizards hat on a stool. Hope remember what Ron had said about the Sorting hat and began to worry. What if she wasn't put in Gryffindor? She pushed the thought as far back in her head as she could and concentrated on the hat, which had begun to sing.
A thousand year's ago or more Off the head of Brave old Gryffindor
I was told to place you in Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw Or perhaps Slytherin or Gryffindor.
Slytherin was the crafty one, choosing wisely Of those worthy to belong.
Ravenclaw was the cleverest, Knowing which students were the best.
Hufflepuff was just, Choosing those who would be loyal
And Gryffindor was the brave, Choosing those who are daring and bold.
So where do you belong? Slip me on your head and see.
Will it be Gryffindor? House of the brave, Daring and bold?
Will it be Hufflepuff? House of the patient, Just and loyal?
Will it be Slytherin? The house of the Ambitious, Great and sharp?
Or will it be Ravenclaw? The house of the clever, Amusing and the wise?
Put me on your head And we will see And find out together Just where you should be.
The Great Hall burst into applause as the Sorting Hat finished its song. Professor McGonagall unrolled a scroll of parchment and began to read off names.
A Harry Potter fan fiction by
Kaidi MacKay
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or places that have been mentioned in this fan fiction that relate to the published works of J.K. Rowling, author of the Harry Potter series. No copyright infringements are deliberate. All original characters and places mentioned in the Harry Potter series including Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and Quidditch Through the Ages are copyrighted to J.K. Rowling and her publishers. The only character in this fan fiction that is an original of the author is Hope Harry Weasley. This character is an original creation of the author Kaidi MacKay.
Author's Note: Thanks to all my reviewers, sorry it's taken me, Merlin-only- knows how long to upload these two new chapters. Thanks to everyone for their support and suggestions. The aim of the game now is to finish the story before the end of the year, and keep it working with the events of Book Five, which wasn't out when this was first started.
Chapter six: Welcome back
NINE MONTHS LATER
Hope stepped off the Hogwarts Express. She saw a looming figure in front of her holding a lantern. "Hullo Hagrid," she called out. Hagrid waved to her as the other first years joined her at Hagrid's feet.
As the boats crossed the lake Hope thought about her parents. Hermione had told her about the first time they had crossed the lake when they started at Hogwarts. She looked at the three other people in her boat and wondered if they would become her best friends.
Professor McGonagall was dressed in bottle green robes; her black hair now beginning to grey was pulled into a tight bun at the base of her neck. She introduced herself to the nervous first years and told them about the four houses of Hogwarts. "The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn you points, while any rule breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honour. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours." Professor McGonagall looked at the first years and Hope saw Professor McGonagall focus on her just one moment longer. Professor McGonagall left them all standing and whispering to each other.
A few children looked nervously around at the paintings on the walls as they moved. A blond girl with pigtails whispered to Hope, "It's scary isn't it. I'm still waiting to wake up and find it's a dream." Hope looked at her. "Oh it isn't a dream. This is real all right. I love it here." Someone behind her screamed, Hope turned around in fright. Two ghosts had come gliding through the wall. One was covered in silver blood and the other was a cheerful looking women dressed in something out of medieval times. Hope took them to be the Slytherin ghost, The Bloody Baron and the Ravenclaw ghost, The Grey Lady. "Hello my dears," the Grey Lady peered down on the frightened first years. All stood speechless gaping at the two transparent figures. "Follow me please." Professor McGonagall had re entered the room and beckoned the first years to follow her.
Hope looked around as they entered the Great Hall. The first thing she looked at was the ceiling. Stars shone as the moon began to appear in the corner. Professor McGonagall led them to the front of the hall and they lined up in front of the Head table. Hope looked along the table. Professor Snape was there, and little Professor Flitwick and pleasant looking Professor Sprout. Hagrid and Professors Vector and Sinistra. Hope knew them all from pictures and met them at parties. She saw Professor Dumbledore looking at her and she smiled at him. He gave her a tired nod.
Professor McGonagall had placed an old wizards hat on a stool. Hope remember what Ron had said about the Sorting hat and began to worry. What if she wasn't put in Gryffindor? She pushed the thought as far back in her head as she could and concentrated on the hat, which had begun to sing.
A thousand year's ago or more Off the head of Brave old Gryffindor
I was told to place you in Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw Or perhaps Slytherin or Gryffindor.
Slytherin was the crafty one, choosing wisely Of those worthy to belong.
Ravenclaw was the cleverest, Knowing which students were the best.
Hufflepuff was just, Choosing those who would be loyal
And Gryffindor was the brave, Choosing those who are daring and bold.
So where do you belong? Slip me on your head and see.
Will it be Gryffindor? House of the brave, Daring and bold?
Will it be Hufflepuff? House of the patient, Just and loyal?
Will it be Slytherin? The house of the Ambitious, Great and sharp?
Or will it be Ravenclaw? The house of the clever, Amusing and the wise?
Put me on your head And we will see And find out together Just where you should be.
The Great Hall burst into applause as the Sorting Hat finished its song. Professor McGonagall unrolled a scroll of parchment and began to read off names.