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Author's Note: Please R/R! I appreciate reviews and if I know people are interested in the story, then I'll continue writing it. Sorry it's been a few days since I've updated, but I've been working on my other story. -Grumbles about mother coming in and talking for 10 minutes while I'm trying to work on the story-

Chapter 2- The Start of Term Feast

As soon as everyone was settled in the Great Hall, the Sorting Ceremony started. Everyone whispered throughout the Sorting Hat's Song, but stopped whispering when the first years were actually sorted.

"Anderson, Michelle." (Ravenclaw!)

"Knight, Jonathan." (Hufflepuff!)

When Professor McGonagall finally read the last name (Smith, Amy- Gryffindor), Professor Dumbledore got up and starting talking. "The forbidden forest is off-limits to all students and Mr. Filch has expanded his list to 1000 items now. If anyone has any questions about the items on Mr. Filch's list, it is on his door. You may now tuck in."

Everyone started eating and Hermione smiled at Angelina.

"It should be an interesting year, right Hermione?" asked Angelina.

"It should," Hermione agreed. They glanced over at the Slytherin table and smiled at Malfoy, who smiled back.

"Why would Malfoy smiled at you two?" asked Ron.

Hermione muttered something about Ron not talking with his mouth full for once before answering. "Don't know. Why don't you go over there and ask him Ron?"

"I won't go over there. It's not that important. I'd probably get hexed if I went anywhere near there anyway."

"Whatever Ron," Hermione said.

"Please don't start arguing," Harry told them.

They had been so busy talking that they didn't realize that the feast was over. The prefects lead the first years to the dormitories and gave everyone the password before going to their new dorm.

Padma, Ernie, and Hermione stood in front of a portrait of a young, blond-haired girl waiting for Draco, Angelina and Roger to show up.

"Why are we standing here?" asked Draco out of breath.

"We're waiting for Roger and Angelina," said Ernie.

"Sorry we're late," apologized Roger and Angelina, who arrived seconds after Draco.

They all them that it was okay and that they were just talking.

"What's the password?" asked Padma.

"American Idol rules," said Angelina. As they all walked in, Padma, Draco and Roger were wondering what American Idol was. Since Ernie and Hermione were the only muggle borns out of the group, they tried to explain it to everyone else.

"It's a muggle show in the United States. But since the United States areon the other side ofthe Atlantic Ocean, I don't know how Dumbledore would know about it," Hermione commented, puzzled over how Dumbledore would know about American muggle things.

"I don't know. Maybe he heard an American, muggle-born witch or wizard talk about it," replied Ernie.

"Do you think we could charm a TV so that we could watch it?" asked Draco.

"Honestly, does anyone actually read Hogwarts: A History?" said Hermione. She watched as everyone shook their head. She sighed.

"Well, if you read it, you would know that you couldn't charm any muggle objects because there's too much magic surrounding the school."

"Well, in answer to your question about reading Hogwarts: A History, Hermione, why read it when we can ask you?" asked Draco.

Hermione glared at Draco as she walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out none other thanHogwarts: A History. As Hermione was looking for something in the book, she started humming a song.

Everyone except Ernie looked at each other in confusion. They were so busy trying to figure out what Hermione was humming that they didn't notice she was staring at them.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

Everyone nodded.

"What were you humming?" asked Padma.

"It's a muggle song called Have You Ever," Hermione explained patiently. "I'll sing it."

Hermione sang it for them.

"What's that song called again? And who sings it?" asked Padma.

"It's called Have You Ever? It's a muggle song. A girl named Brandy sings it," Hermione explained patiently. "Anyway, we'd better get some sleep."

Everybody agreed with her and went to their rooms to get some sleep.