Reality Check
~* Hey everyone! Thanks to The Evil Cup Of Tea, Star, Scholcomp25, SlytherinDamian, Her-Mo-Ninny1, and shdurrani for reviews on the last chapter! Different people want Harry in the different houses, oh someone wanted me to put Harry in Ravenclaw, I won't do that, sorry, Ravenclaw isn't one of the popular houses. Yes, Harry will either be in Slytherin or Gryffindor. There has been excellent reasons supporting both houses, so it will be hard to decide. Not everyone can be happy with my decisions in this fic, so I'm sorry guys!
Oh, Her-mo-Ninny1, just because Caprice is in Slytherin, doesn't make her evil! You'll see. Oh, I wrote it as the "dark Forrest" because it would sound kind of strange to read: "The forbidden Forrest is forbidden." Lol! Read on! *~
Chapter 6 ~ The School Year Starts
For Harry, the start of the school year at Stonewall High was not a happy time. He used to love the idea of being at a new school without Dudley and his gang, just him and Caprice. Now the very idea seemed depressing. He didn't have Caprice with him, and he wouldn't know anyone, whats more, no one would want to be friends with him. Harry would be alone.
He walked through the large metal gates which led to Stonewall High. He didn't like the feeling of being alone at a new school. It scared him.
Harry's class was small, only twelve girls and fourteen boys. Great, stuck with these people for a whole year, Harry thought bitterly. How he wanted to be at Hogwarts with Caprice.
The teacher walked into the classroom just as everyone was seated.
'Good morning and welcome to Stonewall High. I see lots of new faces. This will be your class for the rest of the year, and if you don't like it, feel free to spend time in detention.' The old lady said. She looked sternly at Harry. 'Tuck in your shirt mister.'
'Sorry ma'am.' Harry muttered and tucked his shirt in. The whole class sniggered.
'Silence!' The teacher barked. Everyone shut their mouths. 'I am Miss Trump. Anger me and you will suffer the consequences.' A few people cringed.
There was a small knock on the door. A tall, aged man with long white hair and a beard to match was at the door. He wore a pointed hat and a poncho type garment, both of which were stunning purple.
The kids in the class crinked their necks to try to get a better look at this strange man. Miss Trump waddled over to the door.
'Yes?' She said in a rather impatient voice.
'Hello, Miss Trump I believe? There was a bit of a misunderstanding with the placement of one of your students.' The funny man said.
'No sir, there is no mistake, be on your way.' She said, not liking the looks of him.
'You have one Harry Potter in this class, do you not?' The man asked.
'Yes, I believe I do have a student by that name.' Miss Trump replied. The man smiled.
'My name is Albus Dumbledore.' He said. Harry's ears pricked up, and he spun around to face the tall man. Dumbledore smiled warmly at Harry, he had a twinkle in his eye.
'What kind of a name is that?' Miss Trump barked.
'None that you would ever have come across my dear lady. Come Harry.' Dumbledore said, beckoning Harry to follow him. Harry could not believe what was happening. This man was surely here to take him to Hogwarts.
Harry jumped up and ran out of the classroom to Albus Dumbledore. He looked up at him with bright eyes, wanting to know when they were going to Hogwarts. Dumbledore chuckled.
'Yes Harry, you get to come to Hogwarts, I trust you have already heard about it from dear Caprice Jenkins?' Dumbledore said. Harry nodded anxiously. 'Good, walk with me.' He led Harry down the hall and away from Miss Trump.
'How are we going to get there? Caprice already said that they all left.' Harry said.
'Indeed. The sorting ceremony has already taken place, however we will make a small acception in your case.' Dumbledore said.
'Sorting ceremony?'
'Yes, where you get sorted into your house.' Dumbledore replied. 'Ah, here we are.' He said as they entered an empty hall. There was a few tables, and many chairs scattered around the hall, and a large fireplace on the far wall. Dumbledore strode towards the fireplace, with Harry running to keep up.
'What about all my clothes and stuff?' Harry asked. 'I don't have any school supplies!' He said.
'We'll worry about that when we get there, your clothes have already been transported to Hogwarts, where they will be awaiting your sorting.' Dumbledore said, stopping in front of the fire place.
He took out a handful of dust, and handed it to Harry, who looked at the pile of dust curiously.
'Floo Powder.' Dumbledore said, explaining nothing.
'What's Floo Powder?' Harry asked.
'Step into the fireplace, throw that at the ground, then say clearly "Hogwarts", and you shall be transported directly to the Great Hall at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.' Dumbledore said with a smile. 'I'll be right after you, off you go.' He nudged Harry into the fireplace.
Harry stepped nervously into the fire place, threw the Floo Powder, and said;
'Hogwarts School!'
The fireplace jerked him down, and he felt like he was spinning down a slide. After what seemed like a lifetime, Harry came to a stop, facing a tall, evil looking man, with black greasy hair.
'Harry Potter, our new celebrity.' He said in a cold tone. Harry cowered.
'Now now Severus, don't frighten him, it is his first time at Hogwarts.' Dumbledore chuckled. He had appeared behind Harry out of the fireplace. Severus gave Harry a cold stare before stalking off.
'I see you met Professor Snape, he is the Potions Master and head of Slytherin house.' Dumbledore explained.
'I don't want to be in Slytherin then.' Harry said firmly.
'The sorting hat will decide.' Dumbledore said, motioning towards a rickety looking stool with a tattered hat sitting on it. 'Take a seat on the stool Harry.' Dumbledore said, lifting the hat off.
Harry sat down, hoping that he wouldn't break the stool. Dumbledore placed the hat on his head.
'Hmm,' Said a small voice in his ear. 'Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's talent, oh my goodness, yes - and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting . . . so where shall I put you?'
Harry gripped the edges of the stool and thought, "Not Slytherin, not Slytherin.'
'Not Slytherin, eh?' Said the small voice. 'Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that - no? Well, if you're sure - better be GRYFFINDOR!'
The hat shouted out the last word so that Dumbledore could here it. He smiled.
'Well done Harry, both your parents were in Gryffindor, I'm sure you'll live up to them proudly. Your things have been taken up to your dorm, you'd better follow me since you don't know the way.' Dumbledore said. 'This afternoon, I'll have someone escort you to Diagon Alley, I trust you've already been there?'
'Yes sir, I went with Caprice.' Harry stammered, and hoped that Caprice too was in Gryffindor.
~***~
Caprice sat in her Slytherin dorm. She shared with Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bullistrode, Cora Black and Andrea Newbury. Her bed was inbetween Cora's and Pansy's. They had gone through one day of their classes. Caprice didn't like Professor McGonagall, the Transfiguration teacher, but to make up for that, her favourite teacher was Professor Snape, who taught potions, and seemed to favour Slytherins over other houses.
Slytherins had Potions with Gryffindors. Snape hated Gryffindors. Caprice could tell just from that one lesson. Ron Weasley, the boy she had met on the train, was in Gryffindor, so were Hermione and Neville.
Snape had already taken lots of points off the Gryffindors in Potions. Caprice had taken a natural disliking to all Gryffindors. It seemed like the normal procedure for Slytherins and Gryffindors to be enemies. There was nothing wrong with a little healthy competition, was there?
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~* Sorry to everyone who wanted Harry in Slytherin, but my reasons were: He met SNAPE! And he still doesn't know that Caprice is in Slytherin, so yeah. Anyway, R&R guys, until next time! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
~* Hey everyone! Thanks to The Evil Cup Of Tea, Star, Scholcomp25, SlytherinDamian, Her-Mo-Ninny1, and shdurrani for reviews on the last chapter! Different people want Harry in the different houses, oh someone wanted me to put Harry in Ravenclaw, I won't do that, sorry, Ravenclaw isn't one of the popular houses. Yes, Harry will either be in Slytherin or Gryffindor. There has been excellent reasons supporting both houses, so it will be hard to decide. Not everyone can be happy with my decisions in this fic, so I'm sorry guys!
Oh, Her-mo-Ninny1, just because Caprice is in Slytherin, doesn't make her evil! You'll see. Oh, I wrote it as the "dark Forrest" because it would sound kind of strange to read: "The forbidden Forrest is forbidden." Lol! Read on! *~
Chapter 6 ~ The School Year Starts
For Harry, the start of the school year at Stonewall High was not a happy time. He used to love the idea of being at a new school without Dudley and his gang, just him and Caprice. Now the very idea seemed depressing. He didn't have Caprice with him, and he wouldn't know anyone, whats more, no one would want to be friends with him. Harry would be alone.
He walked through the large metal gates which led to Stonewall High. He didn't like the feeling of being alone at a new school. It scared him.
Harry's class was small, only twelve girls and fourteen boys. Great, stuck with these people for a whole year, Harry thought bitterly. How he wanted to be at Hogwarts with Caprice.
The teacher walked into the classroom just as everyone was seated.
'Good morning and welcome to Stonewall High. I see lots of new faces. This will be your class for the rest of the year, and if you don't like it, feel free to spend time in detention.' The old lady said. She looked sternly at Harry. 'Tuck in your shirt mister.'
'Sorry ma'am.' Harry muttered and tucked his shirt in. The whole class sniggered.
'Silence!' The teacher barked. Everyone shut their mouths. 'I am Miss Trump. Anger me and you will suffer the consequences.' A few people cringed.
There was a small knock on the door. A tall, aged man with long white hair and a beard to match was at the door. He wore a pointed hat and a poncho type garment, both of which were stunning purple.
The kids in the class crinked their necks to try to get a better look at this strange man. Miss Trump waddled over to the door.
'Yes?' She said in a rather impatient voice.
'Hello, Miss Trump I believe? There was a bit of a misunderstanding with the placement of one of your students.' The funny man said.
'No sir, there is no mistake, be on your way.' She said, not liking the looks of him.
'You have one Harry Potter in this class, do you not?' The man asked.
'Yes, I believe I do have a student by that name.' Miss Trump replied. The man smiled.
'My name is Albus Dumbledore.' He said. Harry's ears pricked up, and he spun around to face the tall man. Dumbledore smiled warmly at Harry, he had a twinkle in his eye.
'What kind of a name is that?' Miss Trump barked.
'None that you would ever have come across my dear lady. Come Harry.' Dumbledore said, beckoning Harry to follow him. Harry could not believe what was happening. This man was surely here to take him to Hogwarts.
Harry jumped up and ran out of the classroom to Albus Dumbledore. He looked up at him with bright eyes, wanting to know when they were going to Hogwarts. Dumbledore chuckled.
'Yes Harry, you get to come to Hogwarts, I trust you have already heard about it from dear Caprice Jenkins?' Dumbledore said. Harry nodded anxiously. 'Good, walk with me.' He led Harry down the hall and away from Miss Trump.
'How are we going to get there? Caprice already said that they all left.' Harry said.
'Indeed. The sorting ceremony has already taken place, however we will make a small acception in your case.' Dumbledore said.
'Sorting ceremony?'
'Yes, where you get sorted into your house.' Dumbledore replied. 'Ah, here we are.' He said as they entered an empty hall. There was a few tables, and many chairs scattered around the hall, and a large fireplace on the far wall. Dumbledore strode towards the fireplace, with Harry running to keep up.
'What about all my clothes and stuff?' Harry asked. 'I don't have any school supplies!' He said.
'We'll worry about that when we get there, your clothes have already been transported to Hogwarts, where they will be awaiting your sorting.' Dumbledore said, stopping in front of the fire place.
He took out a handful of dust, and handed it to Harry, who looked at the pile of dust curiously.
'Floo Powder.' Dumbledore said, explaining nothing.
'What's Floo Powder?' Harry asked.
'Step into the fireplace, throw that at the ground, then say clearly "Hogwarts", and you shall be transported directly to the Great Hall at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.' Dumbledore said with a smile. 'I'll be right after you, off you go.' He nudged Harry into the fireplace.
Harry stepped nervously into the fire place, threw the Floo Powder, and said;
'Hogwarts School!'
The fireplace jerked him down, and he felt like he was spinning down a slide. After what seemed like a lifetime, Harry came to a stop, facing a tall, evil looking man, with black greasy hair.
'Harry Potter, our new celebrity.' He said in a cold tone. Harry cowered.
'Now now Severus, don't frighten him, it is his first time at Hogwarts.' Dumbledore chuckled. He had appeared behind Harry out of the fireplace. Severus gave Harry a cold stare before stalking off.
'I see you met Professor Snape, he is the Potions Master and head of Slytherin house.' Dumbledore explained.
'I don't want to be in Slytherin then.' Harry said firmly.
'The sorting hat will decide.' Dumbledore said, motioning towards a rickety looking stool with a tattered hat sitting on it. 'Take a seat on the stool Harry.' Dumbledore said, lifting the hat off.
Harry sat down, hoping that he wouldn't break the stool. Dumbledore placed the hat on his head.
'Hmm,' Said a small voice in his ear. 'Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's talent, oh my goodness, yes - and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting . . . so where shall I put you?'
Harry gripped the edges of the stool and thought, "Not Slytherin, not Slytherin.'
'Not Slytherin, eh?' Said the small voice. 'Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that - no? Well, if you're sure - better be GRYFFINDOR!'
The hat shouted out the last word so that Dumbledore could here it. He smiled.
'Well done Harry, both your parents were in Gryffindor, I'm sure you'll live up to them proudly. Your things have been taken up to your dorm, you'd better follow me since you don't know the way.' Dumbledore said. 'This afternoon, I'll have someone escort you to Diagon Alley, I trust you've already been there?'
'Yes sir, I went with Caprice.' Harry stammered, and hoped that Caprice too was in Gryffindor.
~***~
Caprice sat in her Slytherin dorm. She shared with Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bullistrode, Cora Black and Andrea Newbury. Her bed was inbetween Cora's and Pansy's. They had gone through one day of their classes. Caprice didn't like Professor McGonagall, the Transfiguration teacher, but to make up for that, her favourite teacher was Professor Snape, who taught potions, and seemed to favour Slytherins over other houses.
Slytherins had Potions with Gryffindors. Snape hated Gryffindors. Caprice could tell just from that one lesson. Ron Weasley, the boy she had met on the train, was in Gryffindor, so were Hermione and Neville.
Snape had already taken lots of points off the Gryffindors in Potions. Caprice had taken a natural disliking to all Gryffindors. It seemed like the normal procedure for Slytherins and Gryffindors to be enemies. There was nothing wrong with a little healthy competition, was there?
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~* Sorry to everyone who wanted Harry in Slytherin, but my reasons were: He met SNAPE! And he still doesn't know that Caprice is in Slytherin, so yeah. Anyway, R&R guys, until next time! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~