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Thankyou to all those people who have revieved. It brings a tear to my eye...sniff

So here I am Chapter 5

Of Dinner and Speaches

"Ooh, Aah." I started as we walked up the stairs in to the entrance hall. "Your school is so pretty, in a medieval kind of way. Lots of...stonework." We laughed.

I didn't want people to know I was really so enthralled by the architecture. It truly was spectacular. The Hourglasses on the wall, which I assumed, were for keeping track of the house points. The crowds were huge. The whole school was surging through the entrance hall, which was ridiculously big, in to the Great hall, with the enchanted ceiling that I had read about in Hogwarts: A History. It was so wonderful.

In side the Great Hall; the students split in to four tables. From left to right it went Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. I saw the hot blonde, Malfoy, push some junior students out of his way. He noticed me looking, smiled and then apologized to the juniors.

Hermione, Ron, Harry and me all made our way to the close end of the Gryffindor table, and watched in reverend silence as the Sorting hat was brought to the front of the room. It sang a song about how we failed last year to unite the houses and if we don't the impending doom will be much worse for everybody. There were a few dodgy rhymes in there too. Gryffindor under no circumstances rhymes with hope. Seriously. It had a whole year to come up with a decent poem. I feel slightly disgruntled.

The first years were sorted. They all looked nervous and little. I'm glad I was never a first year...no wait... The point is after they were sorted Dumbledore stood up. He commanded silence, just by his presence. I was quite impressed.

"I am glad to see everyone has returned in good spirits. You must all remember that there is a very real threat to everyone's lives. His name is Voldemort and he will stop at nothing to achieve what he wants." There were some shudders and cringes at the name. I cast a glance at the Slytherins. They looked paler than is natural. "I understand that for some of you," Dumbledore's eyes lingered on the Slytherin table. "Family tradition dictates what path you must take. Let me remind you that the only path you have to follow is the one in front of you. It is not predetermined. Someone else does not choose it. It is, after all, our choices that make us people. As a generation you children, you may resent me calling you that, but as children you will have to endure some horrendous things. A war is coming. You must be prepared. Please try to put petty arguments behind you. The only way for Hogwarts to survive is if the four houses to unite."

By this time some people were sobbing. I don't think they realized how serious this was until Dumbledore brought it home. Harry had gone very pale. I held his hand under the table. We knew the speach was coming to him.

"We must remember the bonds that save are the bonds of love and friendship. Harry Potter has defeated Voldemort on four different occasions. Look to him. He has courage that many people who are much older will never possess. I ask that he not be asked about this experiences," By this time many student were looking at Harry. "They are too traumatic to be relived on a regular basis. I must remind you all, of the fate that awaits us all if Voldemort, I use no title, as he deserves no such pleasantries, if Voldemort succeeds. A darkness that will not easily be overthrown..." He trailed off.

"Not too serious then," I whispered to Harry. He smiled weakly at me.

"On a lighter note," Dumbledore continued, his eyes twinkling at me. "Our defence against the Dark arts teacher this year will be Professor R. J. Lupin. We are aware of the fact he is a Werewolf, however in these dark times we must get the best and in this case, He is the best."

I glanced at Uncle Sev. He really wanted to be Dark arts teacher, I mean DEFENCE against the Dark arts teacher. I squeezed Harry's hand to make him look. He had to stifle a laugh.

"Also," Dumbledore continued, "We have a new student from our sister school in Australia Cassiopia College, joining the 6th year. She has been previously sorted in to Gryffindor. Vyvyan Dolbare, please stand up."

I stood up, smirking, with my hand on my hip. I flicked my hair and started twirling it around my finger in a provocative way. Ron coughed and it sounded remarkably like "Poser". My composure was gone and I just started laughing, as did Mya, Ron and Harry. I sat down, kicked Ron underneath the table, just as the food appeared on the tables.

"Ha! Did you see all the guys drooling over you? Harry almost was having a fit from laughing so much. That was so awesome. Even Malfoy was salivating. It was hilarious. Be prepared to be the most hated person, bar Malfoy, in Hogwarts. That was so awesome!" Hermione Laughed.

The whole hall was consumed by people talking to their friends, probably about me. Yay. It makes it so much better when people are talking about me.

"What do you mean, Mya. Vyv won't be hated. She's HOT." Said Ron.

"Exactly, Ron." Replied Mya. "Every girl in Hogwarts will be driven Insane with jealousy. This is going to be the most hilarious year EVER!!!"

"I think we should go to our rooms now." Said Harry. "That way we won't get swamped by people asking Vyv out, or asking me my life story." who had recovered from his laughing fit.

We had all eaten our fill, so going to our rooms seemed like a logical idea. Hermione and I stood first. During the course of the meal we had taken off our Hogwarts Robes so we just had regular type clothes on underneath. We both wore VERY tight jeans, which were dark but were faded in places. I wore a horizontally stripy 3/4-length top in brown purple and burgundy. It also was VERY tight. Hermione wore a white signet with pink balloons all over it. We were way cool. We stretched and got our robes and headed out of the hall with Harry and Ron on the outside. We walked out laughing, as we were about to leave, in unison, Hermione and I looked over our shoulders at the Hall and grinned identical alluring grins.

So here I am, sitting on Harry's bed next to Hermione laughing about our exploits of the evening. I can't help but think of Malfoy. He is extremely good looking. I look out my window at the growing grey clouds on the horizon. Like the shadow in my mind, it is growing and eventually will burst bringing with in many unpleasantries. Until then I have my friends. Life is good!!!

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