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AN: here you go. updated mighty fast, cause I'm so cool. hehe. um. . . sorting and fun sisterly threats! yay!
Chapter 2
Narcissa struggled her luggage onto the train, but finalley managed to get it on, and walked into an empty compartment. She plopped down into a comfortable train seat, just by the window, so she could watch the landscape fly by.
"Excuse me, but I really need a seat. This one taken?" Narcissa looked up, to find a girl about her age, with bright red hair and spectles at least an inch thick.
" No, sit. I'm Narcissa Black."She said smoothly, moving so
"Oh. Well, I'm Charlotte Weasley. I'm starting this year. How bout you?" She said quickly.
"Oh, I'm a first year too."
"Really? that's great! I'm sooooo excited. Let's see. What house do you want to be in? I definitely want to be in gryffindor, cause my two older sisters, and my brother are in it. Ravenclaw would be good too, but you know, I want to be with my family.What about you?"She said quickly, and Narcissa looked at her astonished someone's mouth could could move so fast.
"Well, my two sisters are scattered, in Slytherin," Charlotte shivered, but Narcissa promptly ignored it, "and Gryffindor. But I'll probably be scrambled too, into Ravenclaw. But it's good my older sisters are seperated, cause they despise eachother."
"Well that's too bad. You know a sibling realationship is the strongest relationship a human being can possibly have?" Charlotte said, pushing up her glasses.
Narcissa stared out the window, unsure what to say.
"I didn't know that, actually. So what class are you excited for?" Narcissa realized this was entirely the wrong question to ask, for Charlotte beamed, and started talking faster than a bullet.
" Well, Defense Against the Dark Arts will probably be most usefull, but charms is just so fascinating, did you now we might be able to create our own in 7th year? Oh that will be just so interesting. But Transfiguration, I definitely am most excited for that. I mean, imagine, when I graduate I'll be able to turn my sister into a pig! Hilarious bussiness that'll be. Potions seems intriguing also, but not as much as Transfiguration, what do you think?"In one breath, she finished, and looked to Narcissa in anticipation.
"Um. . .i guess I'm excited for Charms. Olivander said my wand is good for it." Narcissa replied, feeling stupid after Charlottes speech.
"Mine's good for Transifiguration, so I lucked out." She said with a smirk.
The train rode on for a while as the girls coversed over chocolate frogs, and untill finalley they were changed into their robes, and the train haulted.
"Ready?" Charlotte said eagerly.
"As I'll ever be."
"First Years! First Years over here!" Narcissa followed the voice to a humungous burly man with a long beard. "Over here first years!"
"Come on Narcissa!"Narcissa followed the crowd of fellow terrified greenhorns to the boats, they're curious faces alite by the gleam of the mans lantern.
She followed them all and got a boat with Charlotte, a blond named Rufus Zabini, and a black haired boy she knew as Regulus Black.
"Hullo Narcissa, nice to see you again." Regulus said casually as the boats began to float across the shimering midnight water, "You too, Zabini." He said this, then turned his eyes to Charlotte, then gave a disgusting sneer.
"Oh lookie what we got here. It's a Weasley. Someone wanna help me throw her in the water?" He laughed, and Charlotte looked up from her shoes defensively.
"Excuse me, what gives you the right to talk to me like that? I haven't done anything to you."She snapped.
"Well your family has, nasty bunch they are."
" You leave my family alone, you nasty little…" But Regulus enterupted her.
"Why should I? You're almost worse then mudbloods! Scurrying around and having more little brats to put a bad name on great purebloods like the other three in this boat."
Narcissa watched this all in shock, but she had learned she couldn't object to things like this. She should not interfere but take the place of pretty bistander. Rufus Zabini seemed to be finding it very entertaining, as he wore a smug look on his thin face.
"And you are the only purebloods that won't be safe, when He rises. So watch your back, Weasley." Sniggered Rufus.
Charlotte looked stricken, but managed, "You all are nasty gits who are going to hell." And didn't say another word the rest of the ride, where Rufus and Regulus talked about Quittich and houses.
Charlotte looked like she was close to tears by the time the boat stopped at the edge, and they had a full fledge view of the baroque castle, larger than any of them could every have imagined.
"Wow." Charlotte whispered, as the doors flew open and they walked inside.
"Welcome to Hogwarts!" Exclaimed a stern looking young woman, "My name is Minerva McGonnagal, I am the deputy headmaster and I will be teaching you Transfiguration through your career at Hogwarts, unless I fall ill or resign, which I do not plan on doing anytime soon. I am also the head of Gryffindor House, and am excited to see more bright new faces to join us this year. Now, follow me."
She lead them into a hall packed of more people a bit older than them, looking at them with curiousity. She spotted a few familiar faces, and would have waved if she had not been mesmirized by the actual hall. The ceiling, the entrance, the everything. Narcissa sighed in as she was lead towards the front.
Then they all noticed a patched up hat that began to sing in the front, some laughed, some watched in amazement at the hat's excellent pitch. He sang about the houses they were to be selected, and then Professor McGonnagal pulled out a roll of parchment.
"Now when I call you name, you are to come up and put the hat on your head, and it will tell you what house you belong in. This will take place in alpabetical order. Abbot, Larry."
A short, stout boy approached the stool, and became a hufflepuff.
"Arrat, Isis." was the newest Gryffindor, and they howled like wolves. Where when "Addle, Stella" became a Ravenclaw, they merely clapped their hands politely.
"God, I'm nervous." Charlotte murmered to Narcissa, and she smiled knowingly.
"Me too. But what's the worse that could happen?" Narcissa flinched, expecting another long response, but Charlotte seemed too terrified to think of one. Instead, she nodded glassy eyed.
But she still managed to say something.
"I dunno. I just wish that we could pick our houses. I mean. . . but then there would probably be more grudges, and no one would want to be in certain houses. Why do we have houses anyway? why can't we all just be together?" Charlotte rambled, but she was interupted by McGonnagal called Narcissa's name.
"Black, Narcissa."
"Good luck!" Charlotte whispered as she scrambled up to the stool, and placed the hat on her head.
"Another Black, eh? Each one so very different."It said.
"Just don't put me in Gryffindor. My Dad would throw a fit."
"Well, that proves you aren't meant for Gryffindor, if you can't stand up to people and be who you are. But you do have quite a mind here, and you have the knack to understand almost everything and everyone you're introduced to. Yes, yes. You don't have much ambition to get your own way, and you aren't very just. Well we know just where to put you then, huh? RAVENCLAW!"
She toke the hat off her head, and put it down, gracefully making her way to the Ravenclaw table, and Andromeda screamed happily from the Gryffindor table, whereas Belletrix buried her head in her hands.
She smiled looking around at her now fellow Ravenclaws, whom welcomed her gingerly.
A few more first years joined them. A boy named Jerimiah Brown, a boy named Seufrey Connor, a girl named Annabelle Green, another named Susan Friel, then finalley Charlotte Weasley joined them, looking shaken up.
"Hey Charlotte, congratulations." Said Narcissa, but Charlotte still appeared disheveled as she sighed heavily."What's wrong?"
"I really wish I could be with my family. But hey, at least I know you, eh?"She said, trying to be optimistic as she looked gloomily over at the three red heads at the Gryffindor table.
"Yeah."
Everyone looked up at the headmaster as he cleared his throat merrily and silence filled the atmosphere in anticipation.
"Welcome First years, and Welcome back everyone else. For those of you who are unaware of who is speaking, I am your headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. I'd like all of you all to remember as I remind you each year, the Forbidden Forest is a prohibitated to all pupils, ergo the name the Forbidden Forest.Now, I'm sure I'm not the only famished one. Dig in!" Said Dumbledore, eyes twinkling.
Food suddenly appeared before them, chicken, potatoes, green beans, everything anyone could ever imagine was edible.
Narcissa being very hungry, toke as much as she could.
"Hey, Weasley, bet that's the most food you've ever seen!" Regulus Black called over, sniggering with his new found friend, Rufus. The Slytherin table was right next to the Ravenclaw, so the teachers couldn't hear him over the hub-bub.
But the students could, and three Gryffindors rose up.
"You shut your ugly face, you bloody git!"Shouted a boy.
But the teachers heard this, and awarded negetive 10 points to Gryffindor, causing all the Gryffindors to groan inwardly.
"Ignore the Slytherins. They're nothings." Said a curly haired girl besides Charlotte. "I'm Petra Constance, by the by."
"Narcissa Black."
"Charlotte Weasley. Hey what year are you in?"
"Oh, I'm only a second year." She said lightly, taking a bite of her corn. "But I had so much fun last year."
"I'm sure we will too."
Shortly after dessert was served, the three girls were all well acquainted, and by the time dessert was over, they were very good friends.
"All students please follow their prefects to their dormitories."
So they all stood, and excitement rose in Narcissa. So, this was it. This was home. Tonight she would sleep in a Hogwarts bed, like she had been dreaming about since Bellatrix left.
"Now remember this," Said a blond prefect, "Trooclespop."
The painting of the centeur smiled gently and swung the potrait hole open.
"All right, this is the common room, and to the right is the girls dormitory, to the left the boys. Girls follow me, boys follow Russel."
Narcissa toke in a swift breath, as she looked around at the indigo decorated softly velvet room, as she lead her way up the staircase with a bunch of other giggling girls.
Everything was perfectly executed, well finished, and clean. It was like home. So she slept as if she were in her bed.
***
Bellatrix woke early, as she always did, still disappointed that her younger sister did not slumber in the same tower as her.
She stood in front of the mirror, examining herself, but her thoughts elsewhere.
Well at least she's not a hufflepuff. Or a Gryffindor, like Andromeda. Good she's not a guarenteed failure like Andie.
She furrowed her brow. Andromeda was so strange. It's like she wanted to disappoint the family in every way possible. Hanging around with mudbloods. . . oh wait untill father heard this.
She smiled. She could please her family.
***
"Ted, you're a dork." Andromeda laughed as they head down to lunch.
The whole day had been just the way she had imagined. She was glad to be back in Hogwarts.
"No, I am not a dork, I Just. . ."He stopped as a band of Slytherins rounded the corner, Andie's dark-haired sister included, besmirked.
"Hello, darling Andie." She said, and came up putting her arm around her.
"What do you want and why are you touching me?"
"Why so suspicous?" But Andromeda wasn't stupid. She kept her eye on Ted, "I just need a sisterly word!"
"Not unless they leave." She nodded towards to snarling Slytherins, and she groaned.
"Well? Shoo!" She hissed at them, and they scattered."You too, mudblood!"
"Don't you dare. . ." As Ted ran towards the Great hall, Andie stopped, "How'd you find out?"
"How long did you think you'd have without me finding out that the moron that waddled around you all the time was even more filthy then he seemed? Did you actually think you'd get away with it? Did you?" Bellatrix spat, rolling her eyes.
"Get away with it? What is a crime now?"
"You know very well what morals we've been raised with. Hanging around with people. . . .people like him was always a crime in the Black home. You know it, you do. Do you really want to disown the family??"
Andromeda was not frightened by the fear rising in her sister as she pulled out her wand, and pointed it at her chest.
"And what are you going to do about it, Trixie? You going to kill your own blood?"She laughed hollowly.
"Kill you? Why would I kill you?"
"What else do you plan on doing with that wand, eh?"
"Fine." Bellatrix pulled the wand away, breathing in deep oxygen, "Fine. But I'm telling Daddy."
"Okay! Fine! Better him do the job than you, eh?"
Bellatrix scowled and stalked off, steaming.
And she thought she could save her. Her pathetic little sister got dirtier by the second.
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AN: Sorry about not writing a sorting hat song. If I had, you would have wished I didn't. I promise I'll update quick if you review! Now go on. Type up a nice review so I can hyper spaz over it. Love ya!