I don't own Harry Potter or anything related to him. JK Rowling does.
They stepped through the enterance door. Maria's breath was taken away by the enchanted ceiling, and the floating candles. It was all so beautiful; she had never seen such beauty. As she scanned the magnificent Hall, she came across a familiar pair of eyes. She had a feeling of cold desire flow through her as she and Draco held their gaze. She smiled at him, he smiled back. Then, he winked at her and walked away to join his friends at a table. She felt a warm hand clap itself ion her shouler. She grabbed it, and spun around only to be face to face with an old wizard named Dumbledor.
"Hello Ms. Edwards! Ah! And Mr. Potter! Pleasure to see you both," he said.
Maria looked to her right. She had nearly forgoten he was there, but Harry was standing next to her, while Ron and Hermione where nowhere to be found. Harry looked at her, then to Dumbledor. "Good evening to you too," he said to the Proffessor. He turned to Maria. "I'll see you later, maybe?"
"Wait!" she called after him. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to sit down," he laughed. "You stay here with Proffessor Dumbledor so he can introduce you to the school."
"Oh. Alright then." She blushed.
Harry walked towards her and kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, okay? You'll be fine." He turned around, and walked away.
Dumbledor just stod there with his eyebrows raised. "Well, shall we go?"
Maria never took her eyes off of Harry. "To where?"
"I just need you to come with me so I may introduce you, we will get you sorted, and you may dit down and eat."
"Oh. Radical."
Maria followed Dumbledor so a platform where a stool and a ragged old hat stod there quietly. Dumbledor raised his arms, and the whole room fell silent. He spoke: "Welcome, everyone, to Hogwarts! I am please to say that we have a new student in our presence, not counting you first years, and she will be going into her sixth year. Before we begin, let's get her settled in, shall we?"
Maria blushed lightly. She had all eyes on her, counting Harry's and Draco's, and now she was being asked to sit on the stool. She looked around as she walked to it, and sat down. Dumbledor put the old hat over her head. She began hearing a voice talking to her.
"Yesss, yes, this is tough. You seem to be cunning enough for Slytherin, wise enough for Ravenclaw, you work hard enough for Hufflepuff, and all the loyalty and courage stored away, yes. Sounds like Griffyndor. But hmmm, I can't decide. You are by far the hardest to sort."
Maria just looked around in the dark hat. She began to think to herself, "can anyone else hear the hat? Or is this all in my head?"
"I have made my desision. I looked to your past and saw the courage you have with your mother. I put you in GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor table all began to roar and cheer. Maria took the hat off, and ran over to the table and saw Harry gleaming at her. She smiled at him, and said "Great job. That took you a lot longer then it would have for anyone else. Well, no matter! Please, sit next to me, and we can begin eating as soon as the little tykes are done."
"Nice job, Maria!" said Hermione, smiling at her.
"Brilliant!" said Ron. "Just brilliant."
"Wow. I didn't know what to expect. So what, we wait for the little kids?" asked Maria, putting her and on her stomach and feeling it growl. "Because I'm starving."
"Yeah, me too. They are almost done. There weren't a lot of first years, so, eating should begin soon," Ron said while having to clap for every Gryffindor.
Dumbledor stod up. "Let the feast begin!"
Maria dug into anything and everything she could. She piled everything onto her plate and began eating. No one seemed to notice her mountain that she had to get through but Ron. He watched her as she devoured anything that she could touch a fork to. He laughed.
Maria looked up at him. "What's so funny?
"Well, someone sure is hungry, aren't they, Maria?" he said.
Maria looked up. She scanned the table and saw that everyone else had plates filled to the max, but she went well past it. "Oh. Well, I'm hungry."
Ron shook his head and began to eat.
When they were done, everyone went to their House to be gone for the night. Maria walked up to the end of the table she was eating at and waited for Hermione.
"Oi! Hermione!" she called, waiting a few minutes before getting impatient.
Hermione looked up. "Oh hey, Maria! What's up?"
"Listen," she said as she approached her. "I really want to talk to you. I just want to know your opinion on something."
"My opinion?"
"Yeah, but later tonight."
"Okay," Hermione said with a shrug. She turned to Harry and Ron, who were deep in conversation. "Are you two coming or what?"
Harry looked at Hermione. "Huh? What? Oh. Yeah. We're coming. You two girls just go ahead of us."
Hermione eyed him suspiciously. "Okay. So uhh, Maria. What did you need my opinion on?"
Maria ran alittle ahead of Harry and Ron. "Catch up," she said. "Okay, I don't think they can hear us. It's just that, I know, it's lame, and I only met him, but I think I really like Harry."
Hermione stopped dead in her tracks. "Harry?!" she whispered. "That's so cute! Oh wow. Do you think he likes you back?"
"That's not the topic. I need you to hear who the other one is. And Hermione, you have to swear on your life that you will not breath it to a soul." Hermione nodded. "Okay, well, I think I also like that Dra--"
"WHAT?!"
"Uhh, all I got out was 'Dra', but I was going to say 'Draco Malfoy'. You know him?"
"Duh I know him! I hate him! Ah! I can't stand him! Ugh, it's makes me sick thinking about it."
"Is he that bad?" Maria asked, looking quite confused. She looked back at Harry and Ron who were watching them both with severity (because of Hermione yelling).
"He's terrible! You stay away from him. Your so pretty, and your other option, way better."
"You think so?"
"No. I know so," laughed Hermione. "Hey! You guys want to stay up and chit-chat? It's not that late, and no one rally stays in the common room on the first day."
"Okay," said Harry and Ron together.
"Oh, hey, uh, Maria!" said Ron, catching up to her.
"Yeah?"
"What are 'the Red Sox'? You never told me."
"Oh! They are a baseball team," Maria said while looking at Ron. Ron gave her a blank look. "Oh right, well, it's hard to explain. Maybe sometime over a holiday you can come to my house and I'll show you."
"Oh. Okay..." said Ron in a confused tone.
"Infact, why don't you all come? My dad and I could really use some company," Maria said with a cheerful glee in her voice while throwing one arm over Harry, the other over Hermione.
All four of them walked towards the Common Room, conversing and laughing the whole way, when they found themselves there. Time hand flown for them. They stepped into the warm room and sat down on the couches infron of the warm fire.
They stepped through the enterance door. Maria's breath was taken away by the enchanted ceiling, and the floating candles. It was all so beautiful; she had never seen such beauty. As she scanned the magnificent Hall, she came across a familiar pair of eyes. She had a feeling of cold desire flow through her as she and Draco held their gaze. She smiled at him, he smiled back. Then, he winked at her and walked away to join his friends at a table. She felt a warm hand clap itself ion her shouler. She grabbed it, and spun around only to be face to face with an old wizard named Dumbledor.
"Hello Ms. Edwards! Ah! And Mr. Potter! Pleasure to see you both," he said.
Maria looked to her right. She had nearly forgoten he was there, but Harry was standing next to her, while Ron and Hermione where nowhere to be found. Harry looked at her, then to Dumbledor. "Good evening to you too," he said to the Proffessor. He turned to Maria. "I'll see you later, maybe?"
"Wait!" she called after him. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to sit down," he laughed. "You stay here with Proffessor Dumbledor so he can introduce you to the school."
"Oh. Alright then." She blushed.
Harry walked towards her and kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, okay? You'll be fine." He turned around, and walked away.
Dumbledor just stod there with his eyebrows raised. "Well, shall we go?"
Maria never took her eyes off of Harry. "To where?"
"I just need you to come with me so I may introduce you, we will get you sorted, and you may dit down and eat."
"Oh. Radical."
Maria followed Dumbledor so a platform where a stool and a ragged old hat stod there quietly. Dumbledor raised his arms, and the whole room fell silent. He spoke: "Welcome, everyone, to Hogwarts! I am please to say that we have a new student in our presence, not counting you first years, and she will be going into her sixth year. Before we begin, let's get her settled in, shall we?"
Maria blushed lightly. She had all eyes on her, counting Harry's and Draco's, and now she was being asked to sit on the stool. She looked around as she walked to it, and sat down. Dumbledor put the old hat over her head. She began hearing a voice talking to her.
"Yesss, yes, this is tough. You seem to be cunning enough for Slytherin, wise enough for Ravenclaw, you work hard enough for Hufflepuff, and all the loyalty and courage stored away, yes. Sounds like Griffyndor. But hmmm, I can't decide. You are by far the hardest to sort."
Maria just looked around in the dark hat. She began to think to herself, "can anyone else hear the hat? Or is this all in my head?"
"I have made my desision. I looked to your past and saw the courage you have with your mother. I put you in GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor table all began to roar and cheer. Maria took the hat off, and ran over to the table and saw Harry gleaming at her. She smiled at him, and said "Great job. That took you a lot longer then it would have for anyone else. Well, no matter! Please, sit next to me, and we can begin eating as soon as the little tykes are done."
"Nice job, Maria!" said Hermione, smiling at her.
"Brilliant!" said Ron. "Just brilliant."
"Wow. I didn't know what to expect. So what, we wait for the little kids?" asked Maria, putting her and on her stomach and feeling it growl. "Because I'm starving."
"Yeah, me too. They are almost done. There weren't a lot of first years, so, eating should begin soon," Ron said while having to clap for every Gryffindor.
Dumbledor stod up. "Let the feast begin!"
Maria dug into anything and everything she could. She piled everything onto her plate and began eating. No one seemed to notice her mountain that she had to get through but Ron. He watched her as she devoured anything that she could touch a fork to. He laughed.
Maria looked up at him. "What's so funny?
"Well, someone sure is hungry, aren't they, Maria?" he said.
Maria looked up. She scanned the table and saw that everyone else had plates filled to the max, but she went well past it. "Oh. Well, I'm hungry."
Ron shook his head and began to eat.
When they were done, everyone went to their House to be gone for the night. Maria walked up to the end of the table she was eating at and waited for Hermione.
"Oi! Hermione!" she called, waiting a few minutes before getting impatient.
Hermione looked up. "Oh hey, Maria! What's up?"
"Listen," she said as she approached her. "I really want to talk to you. I just want to know your opinion on something."
"My opinion?"
"Yeah, but later tonight."
"Okay," Hermione said with a shrug. She turned to Harry and Ron, who were deep in conversation. "Are you two coming or what?"
Harry looked at Hermione. "Huh? What? Oh. Yeah. We're coming. You two girls just go ahead of us."
Hermione eyed him suspiciously. "Okay. So uhh, Maria. What did you need my opinion on?"
Maria ran alittle ahead of Harry and Ron. "Catch up," she said. "Okay, I don't think they can hear us. It's just that, I know, it's lame, and I only met him, but I think I really like Harry."
Hermione stopped dead in her tracks. "Harry?!" she whispered. "That's so cute! Oh wow. Do you think he likes you back?"
"That's not the topic. I need you to hear who the other one is. And Hermione, you have to swear on your life that you will not breath it to a soul." Hermione nodded. "Okay, well, I think I also like that Dra--"
"WHAT?!"
"Uhh, all I got out was 'Dra', but I was going to say 'Draco Malfoy'. You know him?"
"Duh I know him! I hate him! Ah! I can't stand him! Ugh, it's makes me sick thinking about it."
"Is he that bad?" Maria asked, looking quite confused. She looked back at Harry and Ron who were watching them both with severity (because of Hermione yelling).
"He's terrible! You stay away from him. Your so pretty, and your other option, way better."
"You think so?"
"No. I know so," laughed Hermione. "Hey! You guys want to stay up and chit-chat? It's not that late, and no one rally stays in the common room on the first day."
"Okay," said Harry and Ron together.
"Oh, hey, uh, Maria!" said Ron, catching up to her.
"Yeah?"
"What are 'the Red Sox'? You never told me."
"Oh! They are a baseball team," Maria said while looking at Ron. Ron gave her a blank look. "Oh right, well, it's hard to explain. Maybe sometime over a holiday you can come to my house and I'll show you."
"Oh. Okay..." said Ron in a confused tone.
"Infact, why don't you all come? My dad and I could really use some company," Maria said with a cheerful glee in her voice while throwing one arm over Harry, the other over Hermione.
All four of them walked towards the Common Room, conversing and laughing the whole way, when they found themselves there. Time hand flown for them. They stepped into the warm room and sat down on the couches infron of the warm fire.