American Arrival
Chapter 1: Going to Hogwarts
"Bye Mum, bye Dad. I'll see you at Christmas," a girl named Emily said. Emily was no ordinary girl; she was a witch who was heading off for her first year of school at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Emily was about 5'4", with straight brown hair that reached her waist, and brown eyes with little flecks of gold in them. She had a creamy complexion with a light splash of freckles across her nose. She thought that she looked quite boring, despite everyone telling her that she was gorgeous. Emily's family had only moved to England a short time before her 11th birthday. Emily had been born and raised in America, in a state called Alabama. Her family moved because of her father's job, and Emily had been devastated to have to leave her friends, but the blow of moving had been lessened a little bit once she received her letter to go to Hogwarts.
"Bye dear. We'll miss you so much while you're gone," her mother, Mrs. Ciccone said through her tears.
Emily hugged both of her parents and walked cautiously through the barrier between platforms nine and ten.
Once she was on the other side, she saw a sight that made her stop dead in her tracks. A huge scarlet train was sitting there as hundreds of students and their parents stood about saying tearful goodbyes.
Emily headed towards the train and put her trunk in the luggage compartment. She kept her cat, Tom, and a little bag with her Hogwarts uniform and a couple of books, and started to look around for an empty compartment. She found one close to the back of the train, and let Tom out of his travel cage. He immediately jumped onto the seat across from her and curled up and fell asleep. Emily smiled at him and took out one of her favorite muggle books, Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine (A/N: That is actually one of my favorite books. If you haven't read it, you really should. It is so good).
About ten minutes later, the door to her compartment opened and a very pretty girl with red hair that went halfway down her back, and sparkling green eyes came in.
"Hi! Can I sit with you?" the girl asked brightly.
"Sure," Emily answered.
The girl sat down in an empty seat and said, "I'm Lily Evans. What is your name?"
"I'm Emily Ciccone," Emily answered.
"What year are you in?" Lily asked.
"I'm a first year. How about you?" Emily asked.
"I'm a first year too. I'm so nervous. I'm muggle born, and I don't know if I'll be able to do as well in class as everyone else," Lily confided. "I'm muggle born too. I don't really know anything about Hogwarts except for what I've read in Hogwarts: A History. You should read it if you haven't. It's really good," Emily said.
"I've read it seven times already. It is already one of my favorites. Hogwarts just sounds so interesting. I can't wait until we get there. What house do you want to be in? Ravenclaw and Gryffindor sound the best in my opinion," Lily said, smiling that she had made a friend who was so much alike her.
"I'd love to be in either of those. Slytherin sounds absolutely dreadful, and Hufflepuff just doesn't sound like somewhere I would end up being sorted," Emily replied.
The girls talked about all sorts of things like books, movies they've seen, and their families.
"I don't mean to be rude or offend you, but I don't think Petunia sounds like a very nice person," Emily said after Lily had told her about Petunia.
"Don't worry about it. She is completely horrible and I can't stand her," Lily said.
They talked for a while, and then changed into their Hogwarts robes before the train finally slowed, then stopped in Hogsmeade station.
Emily and Lily made their way out of the train to an enormous man who was calling the first years over.
"My name is Rubeus Hagrid, but you all can just call me Hagrid. (A/N I don't really feel like doing Hagrid's accent) I am the groundskeeper and keeper of the keys here at Hogwarts," the giant man boomed, with a friendly smile on his face, "Please get into the boats behind me. Four to a boat please."
Emily and Lily scrambled to a boat, and were soon joined by two rowdy looking boys.
Lily smiled at them and said, "Hi! I'm Lily Evans, and this is my friend Emily Ciccone."
The boys smiled and said, "I'm Sirius Black, and this is James Potter."
James was tall and thin. He had very untidy black hair that stuck out in all directions and light brown eyes that stared out from behind a pair of glasses. Sirius was also tall, but a little bit more built than James was. He had blue eyes that shone mischievously, and dark brown hair that almost reached his shoulders.
"It's nice to meet you," Emily said.
"You don't sound like you are from around here," James said to Emily, while she was silently cursing her heavy southern accent, that hadn't improved much in the two months that she had lived in England.
"I'm actually from The United States. I lived in Alabama for all of my life, until I moved here about two months ago, right before my 11th birthday," Emily answered back.
"That is so cool. I've never been out of England before now," Lily said enthusiastically.
"Yeah, I miss it there a lot. It was such a surprise when we moved. I miss all of my old friends there too, but my mom said that we might go back during either Christmas or summer, so that I could see all of them," Emily replied.
All of a sudden, the boats jerked to a stop in front of the biggest building Emily had ever seen. She gasped as she gazed at the castle that would be her home for the next seven years.
Author's Note
Hey Everyone! I hope that everyone likes this chapter. This story is sort of an experiment, and I hope that ya'll keep reading. Don't forget to review!! Thanks Swizzle Stick
Chapter 1: Going to Hogwarts
"Bye Mum, bye Dad. I'll see you at Christmas," a girl named Emily said. Emily was no ordinary girl; she was a witch who was heading off for her first year of school at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Emily was about 5'4", with straight brown hair that reached her waist, and brown eyes with little flecks of gold in them. She had a creamy complexion with a light splash of freckles across her nose. She thought that she looked quite boring, despite everyone telling her that she was gorgeous. Emily's family had only moved to England a short time before her 11th birthday. Emily had been born and raised in America, in a state called Alabama. Her family moved because of her father's job, and Emily had been devastated to have to leave her friends, but the blow of moving had been lessened a little bit once she received her letter to go to Hogwarts.
"Bye dear. We'll miss you so much while you're gone," her mother, Mrs. Ciccone said through her tears.
Emily hugged both of her parents and walked cautiously through the barrier between platforms nine and ten.
Once she was on the other side, she saw a sight that made her stop dead in her tracks. A huge scarlet train was sitting there as hundreds of students and their parents stood about saying tearful goodbyes.
Emily headed towards the train and put her trunk in the luggage compartment. She kept her cat, Tom, and a little bag with her Hogwarts uniform and a couple of books, and started to look around for an empty compartment. She found one close to the back of the train, and let Tom out of his travel cage. He immediately jumped onto the seat across from her and curled up and fell asleep. Emily smiled at him and took out one of her favorite muggle books, Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine (A/N: That is actually one of my favorite books. If you haven't read it, you really should. It is so good).
About ten minutes later, the door to her compartment opened and a very pretty girl with red hair that went halfway down her back, and sparkling green eyes came in.
"Hi! Can I sit with you?" the girl asked brightly.
"Sure," Emily answered.
The girl sat down in an empty seat and said, "I'm Lily Evans. What is your name?"
"I'm Emily Ciccone," Emily answered.
"What year are you in?" Lily asked.
"I'm a first year. How about you?" Emily asked.
"I'm a first year too. I'm so nervous. I'm muggle born, and I don't know if I'll be able to do as well in class as everyone else," Lily confided. "I'm muggle born too. I don't really know anything about Hogwarts except for what I've read in Hogwarts: A History. You should read it if you haven't. It's really good," Emily said.
"I've read it seven times already. It is already one of my favorites. Hogwarts just sounds so interesting. I can't wait until we get there. What house do you want to be in? Ravenclaw and Gryffindor sound the best in my opinion," Lily said, smiling that she had made a friend who was so much alike her.
"I'd love to be in either of those. Slytherin sounds absolutely dreadful, and Hufflepuff just doesn't sound like somewhere I would end up being sorted," Emily replied.
The girls talked about all sorts of things like books, movies they've seen, and their families.
"I don't mean to be rude or offend you, but I don't think Petunia sounds like a very nice person," Emily said after Lily had told her about Petunia.
"Don't worry about it. She is completely horrible and I can't stand her," Lily said.
They talked for a while, and then changed into their Hogwarts robes before the train finally slowed, then stopped in Hogsmeade station.
Emily and Lily made their way out of the train to an enormous man who was calling the first years over.
"My name is Rubeus Hagrid, but you all can just call me Hagrid. (A/N I don't really feel like doing Hagrid's accent) I am the groundskeeper and keeper of the keys here at Hogwarts," the giant man boomed, with a friendly smile on his face, "Please get into the boats behind me. Four to a boat please."
Emily and Lily scrambled to a boat, and were soon joined by two rowdy looking boys.
Lily smiled at them and said, "Hi! I'm Lily Evans, and this is my friend Emily Ciccone."
The boys smiled and said, "I'm Sirius Black, and this is James Potter."
James was tall and thin. He had very untidy black hair that stuck out in all directions and light brown eyes that stared out from behind a pair of glasses. Sirius was also tall, but a little bit more built than James was. He had blue eyes that shone mischievously, and dark brown hair that almost reached his shoulders.
"It's nice to meet you," Emily said.
"You don't sound like you are from around here," James said to Emily, while she was silently cursing her heavy southern accent, that hadn't improved much in the two months that she had lived in England.
"I'm actually from The United States. I lived in Alabama for all of my life, until I moved here about two months ago, right before my 11th birthday," Emily answered back.
"That is so cool. I've never been out of England before now," Lily said enthusiastically.
"Yeah, I miss it there a lot. It was such a surprise when we moved. I miss all of my old friends there too, but my mom said that we might go back during either Christmas or summer, so that I could see all of them," Emily replied.
All of a sudden, the boats jerked to a stop in front of the biggest building Emily had ever seen. She gasped as she gazed at the castle that would be her home for the next seven years.
Author's Note
Hey Everyone! I hope that everyone likes this chapter. This story is sort of an experiment, and I hope that ya'll keep reading. Don't forget to review!! Thanks Swizzle Stick