Anna pushed her bangs from her forehead and smiled as she returned to the Great Hall. She breathed in the familiar scent and smiled appreciatively at the floating candles and the professors. When she sat down at the Gryffindor table, everyone swarmed her with hugs. Harry, Ron, and Hermione respectfully stayed away; as to not become the middle of the cluster of people. When Professor Dumbledore politely inclined his head, everyone sat back down. Hermione giggled while she helped Anna fix the chopsticks in her hair that had become crooked. Anna glanced around, and caught Draco staring at....was it her or Hermione? Then Anna was sure it was Hermione. Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"May I have your attention please?" Everyone kept their eyes on him. "We are pleased to welcome Miss Carmelina back to Hogwarts." There was a great uproar from the Gryffindor table. Anna blushed and thought she shouldn't deserve this type of attention. Professor McGonagall brought out an ancient wizards hat that sat on a stool, and its rip, alias mouth, opened and broke into song:

My name is the Sorting Hat,

And Sorting is what I do,

When the young lads came to Hogwarts,

Difficulty is what I put them through,

When one thought of Gryffindor,

With brave deeds to his name,

Or maybe of mere Hufflepuff, who'd teach them all the same,

Could Slytherin, of those thought few, convince all to be sly?

It's just a different house, young lads, it's not like we'll all die

So put me on and I shall tell you where you ought to be,

For there's nothing in your head, the sorting hat can't see,

I'll eat myself if you can find a smarter hat then me!

The Great Hall broke into applause, and then, everyone was sorted. Ron's stomach was grumbling loudly, and he was more than happy when the feast began. Anna was so happy to be back, and Harry grinned at her when she looked over at him. Ron swallowed a big bite of chicken and then dropped his voice to talk to Harry.

"I saw her first, you know."

"True, but is it against the law for me to smile at her?"

"No, but we can't both ask her out..."

"So, what? Maybe she'd be wiling to go out with both of us."

"Well, don't come crying to Hermione when we fight over her."

Harry shrugged and finished his mashed potatoes. He had a peculiar feeling that he and Ron were going to fight. Soon McGonagall was telling people off for not going to bed. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Anna all went up to the Gryffindor Common Room. The password was, "Ice Mice."

Hermione and Anna rushed up to the girls' dormitories and changed into their pajamas. Anna put on periwinkle pajama bottoms and rolled down the waist band a little, and a black spaghetti strap tank top. Hermione put light blue pj's with stars on them. Hermione pulled her hair into braids and Anna took out the chopsticks and put her hair in a high loose bun.

They rushed back down to the common room to find Ron and Harry sitting on the overstuffed chairs by the fire while Ginny was playing some kind of game with Crookshanks and Scip. Harry forbid himself to look at the two inches of bare stomach that Anna was—not purposely of course—revealing. Ron just gazed at her all the more. "Ron," Harry hissed, "you're not supposed to be obsessing over her body." Ron's ears darkened. "Right..." he said, looking at his feet instead. Suddenly the room began to shake.

I do not own the last three lines of the sorting hat song; they belong to JK Rowling as well as every character beside Anna.