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It was the beginning of another year and everyone was excited to be back at Hogwarts for another term. With the school divided between believers and non-believers of Voldemort's return, it was amazing to see all the excitement in the air. Friends were rejoined with tails of their summer adventures as everyone was being led to the Great Hall for the Annual Return feast. Standing back from the throngs of people stood a lone girl who didn't seem to fit in anywhere, however as Professor McGonagall called out to the first years she stepped into their midst.
Payton Trudeau stood out amongst the first years as they all marched behind Professor McGonagall into the Great Hall. She would have stood out anywhere she went though. Standing over five feet seven inches tall, she was taller than most of the six year boys. She handing chestnut brown hair, which fell to the middle of her back and glistened with fiery red highlights as she walked. Her eyes were dark green with glints of amber so startling they resembled that of an oriental feline. Her body was two well formed for her to be a first year, as she walked by the house tables the boys around her began hushed conversations of who this nice addition could be. Some even speculated a new teacher although she looked too young for that position.
Shortly, McGonagall stopped their walk and the hall quickly quieted as Dumbledore stood.
He began "Welcome to Hogwarts to all of the returning and new students and staff members. As you know our sorting ceremony will begin shortly but first a few start of term announcements. As you can see, we will be joined by a new staff member in the Defense Against the Dark Arts position, her name is Phoebe Halliwell, and she will be joining us later this evening as she is traveling from America to be with us. In addition, while we have many new students to greet to Hogwarts, I must make special note of this one. Payton Trudeau is a transfer student, our first here at Hogwarts, she is in her Fourth Year, and she is coming to us from Beauxbatons Academy in France. I trust you will all greet her with warmly. Now as for the Sorting, Payton will be sorted first as we will not just place her in a house, followed by the first years, and then we will begin our glorious feast."
At this startling news of a transfer student, all the tables began to buzz with excitement. Hogwarts had just been introduced to Beauxbatons students the year before when Madame Maxime brought some of them over for the Triwizard Tournament.
Professor McGonagall walked up onto the platform, set the stool down, and placed the Sorting Hat on top of the stool. After the Sorting Hat finished his song, everyone stood with baited breathe as McGonagall called out "Trudeau, Payton."
Payton slowly looked around then took the few steps up to the platform to sit on the stool. She quietly pursed her pink plush lips together. The Sorting Hat pondered for a moment listing all of her attributes. "Intelligent, top of her class I see, beauty, wit, loyalty, love, strength of character, all of these I see and many houses fit thee. However, it has to be.... GRYFINNDOR!" The Gryffindor House stood and clapped as Professor McGonagall slowly stole a look at Professor Dumbledore. Both looked pleased by the outcome Harry noticed as he watched this intriguing girl walk over to the Gryffindor table and squeeze into the spot Ginny had just cleared for her.
The feast went on without any other glitches and afterwards all the students headed back to their dormitories.
Walking back to her new home, Payton begins to tune out Ginny chattering away beside her. Focusing on her mind's eye, she is brought back to Beauxbatons Academy. She meets back up with her old friends and while it doesn't feel like home, she begins to miss it greatly. /It's not that everyone here is nice/ she thought / I am just missing the familiar. / She begins the walk from the Beauxbatons Dining room and looks around her at the beauty that her old school was. The walls covered in sparkling white marble with light pink and gray slate floors, where your heels clicked as you walked down the long hall to their dorm. Her friends chattering behind her, oh if she could just focus a little more maybe she could bring it back. Suddenly, Ginny let out a high-pitched squeal beside her and Payton was instantly torn out of her memory. She turned to look at Ginny whose eyes were wide and mouth hung open, "well, what's wrong?" Payton asked in a slightly annoyed voice. "Look at the hall," Ginny whispered. Payton turned and there stood the very place she was imagining. /How could I have been so careless/ Payton screamed in her head. She turned to Ginny and said, "do you know of somewhere we could talk, privately," Payton pleaded. Ginny turned to look at her and she just nodded as Payton waved her hand and the image disappeared.
Ginny walked her with disbelief to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and as the door closed behind them she stammered, "how ddiiiddd you do THAT?"
Payton uttered a Silencing charm on the room and turned back to Ginny.
"Ok, I am going to trust you to keep this to yourself, and know that if I had the choice I would not be telling you this yet, but since I already inadvertently showed you, I guess I have to tell you..." Payton began slowly, "have you ever heard of Pure Magic?"
Ginny nodded, "they teach that class to sixth and seventh years, after you chose the field you want to go into after school. But I don't really know what it is, they keep the curriculum very quiet, and only a few students are accepted into the class."
/ I will have to remember that, / thought Payton. "Well, at least you've heard of it, but Pure Magic is when a witch or wizard's magical abilities manifest itself through a natural gift. Have you heard of telepathy?"
Again, Ginny nodded, looking at Payton with intense speculation "I have heard of it but my father says telepathy is hogwash. He says witches and wizards claim to be special by saying they have telepathy, but really they have just mastered the art of Occlumency."
"Well," Payton began "it's real. Telepathy, I mean. There are some witches and wizards who are born with it, the ability to read people's minds. This is just one of the gifts that can be granted through Pure Magic. Mind you can't study Pure Magic without the gift already in your blood that is why the classes here must be kept such a secret. Plus, natural magic is frowned upon in the wizarding world. Mainly, because people just don't believe in it."
Ginny interrupted, "are you telling me that this is your gift, that you were inside my mind when I saw our hall transform?" Ginny slightly scoffed at the idea but waited patiently for Payton's response.
"I wish, that would be so cool to read people's minds whenever you wanted to, but no" Payton sighed. "One of my gifts is called Projection. I have the ability to project what I am seeing in my mind's eye into a corporal image. Here I will show you. Tell me what to think of and I will project it into this room."
Ginny laughed out loud, "sure, ok, try this, I want to see a circus with all the animals running around and with acrobats flying through the air. Try that." Ginny leaned back against the bathroom door with her arms crossed and began to watch as Payton closed her eyes and seemingly went into a type of trance.
Suddenly the entire room filled with circus animals and clowns, acrobats were flying through the air, and as Ginny looked up, she could actually see the top of the big-top. Amazed she watched a bit longer than touched Payton's arm. Payton's eyes fluttered open and she looked around at the circus she had created, then she turned to Ginny and said, "Believe me now?" Ginny nodded, awestruck at this amazing scene and with a wave of Payton's hand, it was gone again.
"Is that all you can do with Projection, it sounds so complex," Ginny asked.
"No, I can also touch someone or something and project their thoughts as well, but it is very rough on me physically and emotionally, so I try not to do that," Payton answered her with a slight smile. "I have other gifts too, but I think that is enough for tonight, are you ready to show me to my new living quarters?"
Ginny grumbled something under her breath, clearly displeased with Payton's decision but then she smiled, grabbed Payton's arm and began to march back to Gryffindor. Both girls pleased with the creation of this instant friendship, they made their way arm and arm to the dorm.
It was the beginning of another year and everyone was excited to be back at Hogwarts for another term. With the school divided between believers and non-believers of Voldemort's return, it was amazing to see all the excitement in the air. Friends were rejoined with tails of their summer adventures as everyone was being led to the Great Hall for the Annual Return feast. Standing back from the throngs of people stood a lone girl who didn't seem to fit in anywhere, however as Professor McGonagall called out to the first years she stepped into their midst.
Payton Trudeau stood out amongst the first years as they all marched behind Professor McGonagall into the Great Hall. She would have stood out anywhere she went though. Standing over five feet seven inches tall, she was taller than most of the six year boys. She handing chestnut brown hair, which fell to the middle of her back and glistened with fiery red highlights as she walked. Her eyes were dark green with glints of amber so startling they resembled that of an oriental feline. Her body was two well formed for her to be a first year, as she walked by the house tables the boys around her began hushed conversations of who this nice addition could be. Some even speculated a new teacher although she looked too young for that position.
Shortly, McGonagall stopped their walk and the hall quickly quieted as Dumbledore stood.
He began "Welcome to Hogwarts to all of the returning and new students and staff members. As you know our sorting ceremony will begin shortly but first a few start of term announcements. As you can see, we will be joined by a new staff member in the Defense Against the Dark Arts position, her name is Phoebe Halliwell, and she will be joining us later this evening as she is traveling from America to be with us. In addition, while we have many new students to greet to Hogwarts, I must make special note of this one. Payton Trudeau is a transfer student, our first here at Hogwarts, she is in her Fourth Year, and she is coming to us from Beauxbatons Academy in France. I trust you will all greet her with warmly. Now as for the Sorting, Payton will be sorted first as we will not just place her in a house, followed by the first years, and then we will begin our glorious feast."
At this startling news of a transfer student, all the tables began to buzz with excitement. Hogwarts had just been introduced to Beauxbatons students the year before when Madame Maxime brought some of them over for the Triwizard Tournament.
Professor McGonagall walked up onto the platform, set the stool down, and placed the Sorting Hat on top of the stool. After the Sorting Hat finished his song, everyone stood with baited breathe as McGonagall called out "Trudeau, Payton."
Payton slowly looked around then took the few steps up to the platform to sit on the stool. She quietly pursed her pink plush lips together. The Sorting Hat pondered for a moment listing all of her attributes. "Intelligent, top of her class I see, beauty, wit, loyalty, love, strength of character, all of these I see and many houses fit thee. However, it has to be.... GRYFINNDOR!" The Gryffindor House stood and clapped as Professor McGonagall slowly stole a look at Professor Dumbledore. Both looked pleased by the outcome Harry noticed as he watched this intriguing girl walk over to the Gryffindor table and squeeze into the spot Ginny had just cleared for her.
The feast went on without any other glitches and afterwards all the students headed back to their dormitories.
Walking back to her new home, Payton begins to tune out Ginny chattering away beside her. Focusing on her mind's eye, she is brought back to Beauxbatons Academy. She meets back up with her old friends and while it doesn't feel like home, she begins to miss it greatly. /It's not that everyone here is nice/ she thought / I am just missing the familiar. / She begins the walk from the Beauxbatons Dining room and looks around her at the beauty that her old school was. The walls covered in sparkling white marble with light pink and gray slate floors, where your heels clicked as you walked down the long hall to their dorm. Her friends chattering behind her, oh if she could just focus a little more maybe she could bring it back. Suddenly, Ginny let out a high-pitched squeal beside her and Payton was instantly torn out of her memory. She turned to look at Ginny whose eyes were wide and mouth hung open, "well, what's wrong?" Payton asked in a slightly annoyed voice. "Look at the hall," Ginny whispered. Payton turned and there stood the very place she was imagining. /How could I have been so careless/ Payton screamed in her head. She turned to Ginny and said, "do you know of somewhere we could talk, privately," Payton pleaded. Ginny turned to look at her and she just nodded as Payton waved her hand and the image disappeared.
Ginny walked her with disbelief to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and as the door closed behind them she stammered, "how ddiiiddd you do THAT?"
Payton uttered a Silencing charm on the room and turned back to Ginny.
"Ok, I am going to trust you to keep this to yourself, and know that if I had the choice I would not be telling you this yet, but since I already inadvertently showed you, I guess I have to tell you..." Payton began slowly, "have you ever heard of Pure Magic?"
Ginny nodded, "they teach that class to sixth and seventh years, after you chose the field you want to go into after school. But I don't really know what it is, they keep the curriculum very quiet, and only a few students are accepted into the class."
/ I will have to remember that, / thought Payton. "Well, at least you've heard of it, but Pure Magic is when a witch or wizard's magical abilities manifest itself through a natural gift. Have you heard of telepathy?"
Again, Ginny nodded, looking at Payton with intense speculation "I have heard of it but my father says telepathy is hogwash. He says witches and wizards claim to be special by saying they have telepathy, but really they have just mastered the art of Occlumency."
"Well," Payton began "it's real. Telepathy, I mean. There are some witches and wizards who are born with it, the ability to read people's minds. This is just one of the gifts that can be granted through Pure Magic. Mind you can't study Pure Magic without the gift already in your blood that is why the classes here must be kept such a secret. Plus, natural magic is frowned upon in the wizarding world. Mainly, because people just don't believe in it."
Ginny interrupted, "are you telling me that this is your gift, that you were inside my mind when I saw our hall transform?" Ginny slightly scoffed at the idea but waited patiently for Payton's response.
"I wish, that would be so cool to read people's minds whenever you wanted to, but no" Payton sighed. "One of my gifts is called Projection. I have the ability to project what I am seeing in my mind's eye into a corporal image. Here I will show you. Tell me what to think of and I will project it into this room."
Ginny laughed out loud, "sure, ok, try this, I want to see a circus with all the animals running around and with acrobats flying through the air. Try that." Ginny leaned back against the bathroom door with her arms crossed and began to watch as Payton closed her eyes and seemingly went into a type of trance.
Suddenly the entire room filled with circus animals and clowns, acrobats were flying through the air, and as Ginny looked up, she could actually see the top of the big-top. Amazed she watched a bit longer than touched Payton's arm. Payton's eyes fluttered open and she looked around at the circus she had created, then she turned to Ginny and said, "Believe me now?" Ginny nodded, awestruck at this amazing scene and with a wave of Payton's hand, it was gone again.
"Is that all you can do with Projection, it sounds so complex," Ginny asked.
"No, I can also touch someone or something and project their thoughts as well, but it is very rough on me physically and emotionally, so I try not to do that," Payton answered her with a slight smile. "I have other gifts too, but I think that is enough for tonight, are you ready to show me to my new living quarters?"
Ginny grumbled something under her breath, clearly displeased with Payton's decision but then she smiled, grabbed Payton's arm and began to march back to Gryffindor. Both girls pleased with the creation of this instant friendship, they made their way arm and arm to the dorm.