I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF HARRY POTTER, IT IS J.K. ROWLING'S!
Minika Granger stepped into the big oak doors of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. From her sister, Hermione Granger's, stories, she knew she would like it here. She had a big smile on her face even though she was soaking wet from the storm outside. Two of the boats had been overturned, unluckily she was in one of them. Hagrid had to swing his boat around and rescue them. She was a small girl, with a big heart. Minika hoped she would be in Gryffindor with her sister.
The Great Hall-
Hermione Granger glanced around the Great Hall anixously, always looking back to the door, waiting for her sister to come in. She was worried because of the storm, they were already twenty minutes behind schedule, but she knew Hagrid would take care of all the little ones. She hadn't exactly told Harry and Ron about her sister, but they found out on the train. Minika had burst through in their department, and it sort of just went from there. For a while, Harry and Ron were mad at her, but they immediately stopped when they too knew something was wrong with the first years' late arrival.
"Don't worry, Hermione, Hagrid will take care of all of them. What's the worse that could've happened?" Ron asked her, he and Harry sat on both sides of her.
"I don't know. But she's so little, what if she fell into the lake like Dennis Creevey did during our third year? What if it went un-" Hermione was cut short by the opening of the doors at the end of the Great Hall. "Finally!"
Mini was inside the pack of first years, and Hermione couldn't see her. But she could see that everyone was drenched, especially five of them, she guessed that two boats had turned over. She knew that there would be one more wet person. It had to be Mini, she was just too hard to see from the table. Luckily, Ron, who was taller, spotted her. "Don't worry, Herms, she's inside the group, and she's drenched. But she's okay!"
Slytherin Table-
"Hey, Crabbe, Goyle, look at this, isn't this awsome?" Draco Malfoy whispered, holding the object under the table. Crabbe and Goyle looked at it.
"What is it?" Crabbe asked.
Draco elbowed him. "It's a gun, dufus, Muggles use it."
"Oh..." Goyle said. "Are you going to use it?"
"Of course I am, I'm planning on trying to kill a Mudblood, right under Dumbledore's nose." Draco said. "I'm killing Granger."
Sorting Stool-
Just as Malfoy said that, Minerva McGonagall called out the next first year to be sorted, and it caught Malfoy's attention. "Minika Granger."
Mini stepped up to the stool and sat down, her feet didn't even touch the ground. McGonagall sat the hat on her head and it went down to her nose. "Ah... a Granger. I see that you have almost the brains of your sister, except you lack any quality at all in Potions. So Ravenclaw just wouldn't fit. You are brave, braver than even your sister. So it has to be... Gryffindor!" The hat said all of this but 'Gryffindor' inside her head. She jumped off the stool and gave the hat to McGonagall. She ran over to Gryffindor table.
"Mini! Mini! Over here, you can sit with us." Hermione told her little sister as she made her way towards them. Mini sat in between Hermione and Harry.
Slytherin Table-
The Sorting of Mini Granger caught Goyle's attention too. "Which one, Draco?"
"Both, but the younger one first." Draco said to him, grinning as he put the gun away.
Minika Granger stepped into the big oak doors of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. From her sister, Hermione Granger's, stories, she knew she would like it here. She had a big smile on her face even though she was soaking wet from the storm outside. Two of the boats had been overturned, unluckily she was in one of them. Hagrid had to swing his boat around and rescue them. She was a small girl, with a big heart. Minika hoped she would be in Gryffindor with her sister.
The Great Hall-
Hermione Granger glanced around the Great Hall anixously, always looking back to the door, waiting for her sister to come in. She was worried because of the storm, they were already twenty minutes behind schedule, but she knew Hagrid would take care of all the little ones. She hadn't exactly told Harry and Ron about her sister, but they found out on the train. Minika had burst through in their department, and it sort of just went from there. For a while, Harry and Ron were mad at her, but they immediately stopped when they too knew something was wrong with the first years' late arrival.
"Don't worry, Hermione, Hagrid will take care of all of them. What's the worse that could've happened?" Ron asked her, he and Harry sat on both sides of her.
"I don't know. But she's so little, what if she fell into the lake like Dennis Creevey did during our third year? What if it went un-" Hermione was cut short by the opening of the doors at the end of the Great Hall. "Finally!"
Mini was inside the pack of first years, and Hermione couldn't see her. But she could see that everyone was drenched, especially five of them, she guessed that two boats had turned over. She knew that there would be one more wet person. It had to be Mini, she was just too hard to see from the table. Luckily, Ron, who was taller, spotted her. "Don't worry, Herms, she's inside the group, and she's drenched. But she's okay!"
Slytherin Table-
"Hey, Crabbe, Goyle, look at this, isn't this awsome?" Draco Malfoy whispered, holding the object under the table. Crabbe and Goyle looked at it.
"What is it?" Crabbe asked.
Draco elbowed him. "It's a gun, dufus, Muggles use it."
"Oh..." Goyle said. "Are you going to use it?"
"Of course I am, I'm planning on trying to kill a Mudblood, right under Dumbledore's nose." Draco said. "I'm killing Granger."
Sorting Stool-
Just as Malfoy said that, Minerva McGonagall called out the next first year to be sorted, and it caught Malfoy's attention. "Minika Granger."
Mini stepped up to the stool and sat down, her feet didn't even touch the ground. McGonagall sat the hat on her head and it went down to her nose. "Ah... a Granger. I see that you have almost the brains of your sister, except you lack any quality at all in Potions. So Ravenclaw just wouldn't fit. You are brave, braver than even your sister. So it has to be... Gryffindor!" The hat said all of this but 'Gryffindor' inside her head. She jumped off the stool and gave the hat to McGonagall. She ran over to Gryffindor table.
"Mini! Mini! Over here, you can sit with us." Hermione told her little sister as she made her way towards them. Mini sat in between Hermione and Harry.
Slytherin Table-
The Sorting of Mini Granger caught Goyle's attention too. "Which one, Draco?"
"Both, but the younger one first." Draco said to him, grinning as he put the gun away.