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Harry sighed. He looked at Hermione who was smiling as she gestured him to the train. He looked over at Ron who was laughing with Dean, Seamus and Neville. To think he was missing out on this for 10 years. He smiled a grateful smile. If he was never a wizard, he wouldn't have gotten to know these people, these very good people. He thought about all the people that mattered to him. It didn't surprise him when they all turned out to be witches and wizards.
Harry found an empty compartment and sat down next to the window. Hermione and Ron followed.
Harry was still thinking about how his life would very different if Uncle Vernon had succeeded in stopping the letters and Hagrid never making sure he got it.
He felt a hand on his arm. He looked away from the window and found that the hand belonged to Hermione.
'Anything wrong, Harry?' she asked concerned. Ron looked it, too.
'Nope. Everything's fine. Just fine.' he said, smiling at them and beaming.
He was glad he had friends like these knutless rejects as he became a 6th year. 5 years with them and it was filled with great memories.
Harry told them what's he's been thinking about. They laughed at them but got to reminisce. They talked all about their adventures and rule-breaking. Hermione still couldn't believe she had done any of those things but she did.
After all the reminiscing, Harry talked about how it wouldn't be the same without Malfoy, much to his discomfort.
'Are you mad? Of course it wouldn't! But it'd be a lot happier!' said Ron.
'But then, we wouldn't have our share of Malfoy bashing. That's got to be rough, for the both of us.' joked Harry.
When the train reached its destination, Harry, Hermione and Ron heard a very familiar and welcoming voice.
'Firs' years. Firs' years this way. Come along, don't be shy. Foller me.'
'Hagrid!' exclaimed Harry when he got close enough.
'Yeh alright there, Harry?' asked Hagrid. 'And you, Hermione? Ron?'
'We're fine Hagrid.' said Hermione.
'Good, Hagrid.' said Ron. 'I'm going to go meet Lavender. See you in a carriage. If not, in Hogwarts.'
And he dashed off.
'Well, Harry, Hermione, I've best be off. Those fir's years don't get teh Hogwarts by themselves, yeh know.' said Hagrid as he walked with the first years.
As Harry and Hermione walked to the horseless carriages, they over heard a bunch of people talking.
'I'm Tara. I transferred from David Willow's Academy for Young Witches and Wizards, in Canada.' said a short, pretty girl of around 14.
'Really? I'm Eric. I'm a transfer, too. I think I'll get 2nd year or something. I do hope it's in Gryffindor. I heard Slytherin's got a nasty reputation.' said a boy. He was around 12-14.
There were a lot of students gathered there. Harry suspected they were all transferred from somewhere.
They went out and went straight up to the Great Hall. It was again beautifully decorated.
The four house banners were hung over their tables respectively and the one Hogwarts banner was hung behind the teacher's table.
The ceiling was of deep blue. It gave them the impression of a starless night sky with some grey clouds.
When they sat themselves down, Harry looked around the table. Fred and George weren't there. They had graduated last year. Harry realized that the whole Gryffindor Quidditch team aside from Ron and himself were all graduated. They had 2 out of 7 Quidditch players.
Harry pointed this out to Ron.
'You mean it's just the two of us? How can we beat other houses?' Ron asked in disbelief.
'Calm down, Ron. We'll have tryouts again. Then, we'll vote for captain.' said Harry calmly. He was thankful he sounded calm because he was actually as worried as Ron.
'Okay. But if I'm picked as captain, I'm gonna be as merciless as any captains before me!' Ron said in a would-be macho way.
They laughed and turned to look at the new batch of first years.and transfers.
Harry saw three people taller than any other students lining up for the sorting ceremony.
Then, Professor McGonagall spoke to the shaking new students.
'When I call out your name, you shall come forth and put the sorting hat on your head and you will be sorted into you houses. After you find out which house you belong to, you shall join them in an orderly manner.' Ron rolled his eyes at this.
'Austin, Gilliam.'
A boy of around 11 went up and sat on the three legged stool.
The sorting hat took about 3 minutes when it said, 'Ravenclaw!'
The Ravenclaw table roared with applause.
'Appleby, Shiri.'
A small girl with long straight hair went up. She was 11 as well. 'Hufflepuff!' said the sorting hat.
The Hufflepuff table exploded with applause.
'Behr, Jason.'
A broad boy with nice brown eyes went up. Another 11 year old.
'Hufflepuff!'
'Cruz, Michael.'
'Hufflepuff!'
'Evans, Eric.'
'Gryffindor!'
'Felton, Tara.'
'Ravenclaw!'
'Finnegan, Monica'
Harry heard Seamus whisper,' that's my sister. She's first year.'
'Gryffindor!'
'Garcia, Alejandro.'
'Gryffindor!' Ron whispered to Harry, 'There are there a lot of Gryffindors. There hasn't been a Slytherin once!'
'Greene, Lexi.'
'Ravenclaw!'
'Jordan, Toni Anne.'
A girl about a head taller than the first years came up. She had short hair and red rosy cheeks.
Harry heard Hermione say, 'That's Lee Jordan's sister. She looks like a transfer! She's not even 11 I'll bet. She might be in 4th year.'
The sorting hat took about a minute before it yelled, 'Gryffindor!'
The Gryffindor table applauded like there was no tomorrow.
'Mason, Julia.'
'Gryffindor!'
'Minator, Exter.'
Some people laughed at this name. Harry and Hermione didn't find this funny at all. This was a cool name.
'Gryffindor!'
'Nathaniel, Marie.'
'Hufflepuff!'
'Owens, Sarah.'
'Ravenclaw!'
'Poxwizard, Cody.'
'Gryffindor!'
'Radcliffe, Candice.'
A girl a head taller than the first years steeped up. Harry noticed she had a dimple on her left cheek.
The hat took about a minute as well before it said, 'Gryffindor!' The Gryffindor table erupted with applause. They welcomed her to the house just like the other students.
'Samuels, Stephanie.'
A girl taller than Candice Radcliffe stepped up. She had hair that was below her shoulder.
The hat took about a minute as well until he shouted, 'Gryffindor!'
The Gryffindor table clapped so hard it hurt. They had been clapping more than usual but they clapped anyway.
'Sommers, Shayla.'
'Hufflepuff!'
The list went on and ended with 'Wilson, Zak.' as a Slytherin.
******* Sorry, I just wanted to get the sorting ceremony out of the way.
****** What?!? No reviews?!? Is anybody still reading?? If your not, then why?
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Harry sighed. He looked at Hermione who was smiling as she gestured him to the train. He looked over at Ron who was laughing with Dean, Seamus and Neville. To think he was missing out on this for 10 years. He smiled a grateful smile. If he was never a wizard, he wouldn't have gotten to know these people, these very good people. He thought about all the people that mattered to him. It didn't surprise him when they all turned out to be witches and wizards.
Harry found an empty compartment and sat down next to the window. Hermione and Ron followed.
Harry was still thinking about how his life would very different if Uncle Vernon had succeeded in stopping the letters and Hagrid never making sure he got it.
He felt a hand on his arm. He looked away from the window and found that the hand belonged to Hermione.
'Anything wrong, Harry?' she asked concerned. Ron looked it, too.
'Nope. Everything's fine. Just fine.' he said, smiling at them and beaming.
He was glad he had friends like these knutless rejects as he became a 6th year. 5 years with them and it was filled with great memories.
Harry told them what's he's been thinking about. They laughed at them but got to reminisce. They talked all about their adventures and rule-breaking. Hermione still couldn't believe she had done any of those things but she did.
After all the reminiscing, Harry talked about how it wouldn't be the same without Malfoy, much to his discomfort.
'Are you mad? Of course it wouldn't! But it'd be a lot happier!' said Ron.
'But then, we wouldn't have our share of Malfoy bashing. That's got to be rough, for the both of us.' joked Harry.
When the train reached its destination, Harry, Hermione and Ron heard a very familiar and welcoming voice.
'Firs' years. Firs' years this way. Come along, don't be shy. Foller me.'
'Hagrid!' exclaimed Harry when he got close enough.
'Yeh alright there, Harry?' asked Hagrid. 'And you, Hermione? Ron?'
'We're fine Hagrid.' said Hermione.
'Good, Hagrid.' said Ron. 'I'm going to go meet Lavender. See you in a carriage. If not, in Hogwarts.'
And he dashed off.
'Well, Harry, Hermione, I've best be off. Those fir's years don't get teh Hogwarts by themselves, yeh know.' said Hagrid as he walked with the first years.
As Harry and Hermione walked to the horseless carriages, they over heard a bunch of people talking.
'I'm Tara. I transferred from David Willow's Academy for Young Witches and Wizards, in Canada.' said a short, pretty girl of around 14.
'Really? I'm Eric. I'm a transfer, too. I think I'll get 2nd year or something. I do hope it's in Gryffindor. I heard Slytherin's got a nasty reputation.' said a boy. He was around 12-14.
There were a lot of students gathered there. Harry suspected they were all transferred from somewhere.
They went out and went straight up to the Great Hall. It was again beautifully decorated.
The four house banners were hung over their tables respectively and the one Hogwarts banner was hung behind the teacher's table.
The ceiling was of deep blue. It gave them the impression of a starless night sky with some grey clouds.
When they sat themselves down, Harry looked around the table. Fred and George weren't there. They had graduated last year. Harry realized that the whole Gryffindor Quidditch team aside from Ron and himself were all graduated. They had 2 out of 7 Quidditch players.
Harry pointed this out to Ron.
'You mean it's just the two of us? How can we beat other houses?' Ron asked in disbelief.
'Calm down, Ron. We'll have tryouts again. Then, we'll vote for captain.' said Harry calmly. He was thankful he sounded calm because he was actually as worried as Ron.
'Okay. But if I'm picked as captain, I'm gonna be as merciless as any captains before me!' Ron said in a would-be macho way.
They laughed and turned to look at the new batch of first years.and transfers.
Harry saw three people taller than any other students lining up for the sorting ceremony.
Then, Professor McGonagall spoke to the shaking new students.
'When I call out your name, you shall come forth and put the sorting hat on your head and you will be sorted into you houses. After you find out which house you belong to, you shall join them in an orderly manner.' Ron rolled his eyes at this.
'Austin, Gilliam.'
A boy of around 11 went up and sat on the three legged stool.
The sorting hat took about 3 minutes when it said, 'Ravenclaw!'
The Ravenclaw table roared with applause.
'Appleby, Shiri.'
A small girl with long straight hair went up. She was 11 as well. 'Hufflepuff!' said the sorting hat.
The Hufflepuff table exploded with applause.
'Behr, Jason.'
A broad boy with nice brown eyes went up. Another 11 year old.
'Hufflepuff!'
'Cruz, Michael.'
'Hufflepuff!'
'Evans, Eric.'
'Gryffindor!'
'Felton, Tara.'
'Ravenclaw!'
'Finnegan, Monica'
Harry heard Seamus whisper,' that's my sister. She's first year.'
'Gryffindor!'
'Garcia, Alejandro.'
'Gryffindor!' Ron whispered to Harry, 'There are there a lot of Gryffindors. There hasn't been a Slytherin once!'
'Greene, Lexi.'
'Ravenclaw!'
'Jordan, Toni Anne.'
A girl about a head taller than the first years came up. She had short hair and red rosy cheeks.
Harry heard Hermione say, 'That's Lee Jordan's sister. She looks like a transfer! She's not even 11 I'll bet. She might be in 4th year.'
The sorting hat took about a minute before it yelled, 'Gryffindor!'
The Gryffindor table applauded like there was no tomorrow.
'Mason, Julia.'
'Gryffindor!'
'Minator, Exter.'
Some people laughed at this name. Harry and Hermione didn't find this funny at all. This was a cool name.
'Gryffindor!'
'Nathaniel, Marie.'
'Hufflepuff!'
'Owens, Sarah.'
'Ravenclaw!'
'Poxwizard, Cody.'
'Gryffindor!'
'Radcliffe, Candice.'
A girl a head taller than the first years steeped up. Harry noticed she had a dimple on her left cheek.
The hat took about a minute as well before it said, 'Gryffindor!' The Gryffindor table erupted with applause. They welcomed her to the house just like the other students.
'Samuels, Stephanie.'
A girl taller than Candice Radcliffe stepped up. She had hair that was below her shoulder.
The hat took about a minute as well until he shouted, 'Gryffindor!'
The Gryffindor table clapped so hard it hurt. They had been clapping more than usual but they clapped anyway.
'Sommers, Shayla.'
'Hufflepuff!'
The list went on and ended with 'Wilson, Zak.' as a Slytherin.
******* Sorry, I just wanted to get the sorting ceremony out of the way.