Second Comings
Chapter Three
Sorted
Disclaimer: I do not own the HP world that belongs to JK Rowlings she just graciously allows us to play in it. And her characters are hers she just lets us have our own spin on them. All the characters you do not recognize our mine. I own Alianna, Adiann Akurse, Victoria Talons (Tori), and Tyler Griffith. Julia White owns Devon Aingeal and Shanka Nosizwe. So leave our original characters alone Do Not steal them please. If want a more indepth look at whats going on with the trio and such go read Harry Potter's Worst Fear by Julia White. Our fics are interconnected. Ok sorry on to the story…
We file out of the black carriages and I feel the thestrals white eyes on me as we walk through the stone entry into Hogwarts. We enter the Great Hall and Tyler leaves me to go take his seat at the Ravenclaw table. I stand around watching as the many student go to their rightful tables along with their fellow house mates. Professor McGonagall motions for me to sit at the very end of the staff table until she calls me to be sorted. The Great Hall is almost filled to it's compactly. The night's sky sparkles from the ceiling with the hundreds of floating candles. It's like I can feel all the students' eyes on me. Some of their voices echo over to me.
"No she can't be a teacher she's to young!"
"Are you sure? Where did you hear that about her?"
"So she was in a gang at Americus?"
"She must be so rude."
"I bet she talks like an American muggle. I wonder if she says 'dude'?"
Stupid bloody people. I turn my eyes away from them and stare out at where I last saw Tyler. He sees me and waves real big causing the people around him to look over at me. His hair falls down over his eye as he continues to wave. I give a little wave and weak smile. The teachers begin to fill the table and a few make the kind jester to come and say hello to me. An average height woman with long deep red hair comes walking over to me and takes the seat beside me. Her soft curved face smiles at me before she begins to speak.
"You don't look like any teacher I've seen before."
"I'm not sorry do I have your seat? Professor McGonagall told me to sit here."
"No your fine. I'm Devon Aingeal, and you must be Alianna from Americus."
I shake my head yes.
"Well you'll like it here much better. Excuse me."
Professor Dumbledore walks out and she goes over to him to whisper something in his ear. They all sit and the Great Hall falls to silence as the first years file in behind McGonagall looking close to faint with fright. There in front of the table sat a three legged stool with an extremely dirty ratty hat on it. She unrolled and thick scroll and began naming off names. One by one they would sit on the stool as McGonagall placed the hat on their heads. After a long moment it would shout out a House and they would join their rightful table with applaud. The last young student went up to the stool looking all too proud and sure of himself for being just eleven.
"Slytherin!" The hat shouted. The boy joined his table. I never want to sit at that table. McGonagall rolls up her roll and looks out to the students.
"We have a new student joining us this year from Americus School for the Magically Gifted. We usually sort new students in private and not at the start-of-term feast, but this time it is different. Alianna please come and join me."
I push my chair away from the table and walk up to McGonagall with trembling hands. People begin whispering to each other as watch me intently as I walk to her. They are looking at me as if some weird new experiment from Potions.
"Would you like to say anything?" she whispers in my ear as I sit on the stool. I shake my head no. She places the old hat on my head.
"Hhhhhmmm challenging this one…yes…you could go into any of the Houses, but where? Where to see you succsed the most? You have close ties with Slytherin…but…no no that's not the place for you. Very witty I see…Ravenclaw is about their wits indeed…great patients. Very still you are, a little too quiet you are…" It whispers in my ear. After a long moment of silence.
"Gryffindor!"
The table erupts into cheering as I take my seat my seat quickly. Tyler jumps up from his seat clapping. Deep inside I wish I was in Ravenclaw with him. Dumbledore gives an introduction for the New Year followed by having a moment of silence for a family named the Weasley's. I look across the room at the blonde boy I had knocked into and see him making jokes while everyone else's eyes are closed in respect.
"Now on more happy note if I may introduce two new teachers. Shanka Nosizwe acting as Head of Slytherin House and Potions Professor while Professor Snape-"
Dumbledore is cut off by raised voices in the Slytherin table.
"Now, now calm yourself Slytherins! It is temporary. I do tell you to show her the same kindness and respect you would Snape or any other teacher." A tall black woman with a sharp face and shaved head stands and sit just as quickly. Her robes, well they're not really robes at all, are very vibrate and wrap around her. Her nose ring reminds me of some of the kids at Americus who thought it made them look like Gothic Muggles.
At the sound of the 'kindness and respect you would Snape' many student tried to muffle their laughter.
"Also our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher Devon Aingeal."
Everyone clapped nicely as she stood and sat back down.
"And a warm welcome to our new student Alianna. She most definitely will be treated just as any other student. And I pray that you fellow Gryffindors will take her in as your own. A House is like your family. They will cry with you, laugh with you, and as anyone who knows a Gryffindor will get you into trouble, but get you out just the same. Be free and let your wonder grow. Welcome to Hogwarts!"
Cheering erupted again and I couldn't help but blush as the people around me said words of welcome. The table full of golden plates and goblets stand bare. It's going to take a lot of people to serve everyone. You'd think all the food would already be out here.
"Hungry?" A girl with short brown hair and candy blue eyes asks scooting closer to me. I shake my head yes.
"I'm Victoria Talons. Tori for short. I'm fifth year too. Oh don't worry the food will be here any-" Suddenly the table is covered in food. Ooo's and ah's squeal from the first years.
"Wow." I grab my goblet and take a sip of the orange liquid.
"It's Pumpkin juice. It's good uh? I take it this is not how they serve food in Americus? Actually I was supposed to go there, but my parents spit right before I turned eleven. So my dad got custody of me and moved to London. You'll love it here. There are some really cute guys here too."
"You kind of sound like you're from America." I eye Tyler across the Hall.
"I spend Christmas break there with my mum so it rubs off on me. I can do a really good full American accent. My dad hates that. So what's your favorite subject?"
I shrug my shoulders.
"Mine is Muggle Studies. I love muggles mainly because I've grew up so sheltered from them. They have a really great sense of style and muggle music is awesome." She twists some bangle bracelets around her arm as she takes a bite of potatoes. As she turns her head she has thick deep red and blonde streaks through her hair. I try to take in everything I can as I look around the Great Hall. Trying to pick up on names, classes, faces, and activities going on before classes start.
"You want to see something cool?"
"Sure." I smile. She looks around and slowly dips her finger in her pumpkin juice. She lifts it out and a stream of juice flows out with her finger and onto the table. The liquid starts to spin as it is guided by her finger. She pushes her finger down and it spins into the shape of a delicate orchid and with a little simmer of white light freezes. Tori licks her bright blue nail polished finger with a sheepish smile.
"Tori you are not supposed to do that!" a girl across the table whispers loudly.
"Bug off Parvati. Here you want it before it melts?" She hands me the tiny pumpkin juice flower. I stick it in my mouth and it melts quickly.
"That was wicked. How do you do it?"
"Its gift I guess you could say. I've always been able to do little things like that. I've always also got into trouble for them too with my parents. Of course the weird thing is I can get by with them at home without getting into trouble with the Underage Sorcery Office."
"It's a brilliant talent to have." I say lowly pushing my plate away.
"You ready to go to the Common Room? I haven't even noticed but the first years have already left."
"Sure." We go walking out of the now half empty Great Hall. I follow her blindly to the stairs. We start to travel up with the stairs switching four times sending us back to where we started.
"Haven't I seen you already? Only stupid people get lost!" A picture of a beautiful girl staring into her mirror laughs at us.
"I hate her. She is always doing that. She thinks she's gorgeous so she insults everyone who passes her." We finally get to a big picture of a fat lady in a pink dress and stop.
"Danm I don't the password yet. Hey Seamus! Seamus get up here and give me the password!" She yells to a boy standing three flights down. He starts running and makes a few quick turns and is beside us in no time.
"Hey Tori it's…She's sleeping you're going to have to wake her up first. Anyways it's "Blubberwart'. I have to get back down to the Owlery. I'm waiting on a letter from Ron to see when they're coming back." With that Tori and Seamus's faces went solemn and he turned to leave slowly. After a long moment of Tori not moving she began to yell at the Fat Lady.
"Hey! Hey you wake up already! Hey I said wake up! Blubberwart! Did you hear me? Blubberwart!" Her blue polished finger nails seem to dig into her fist clenched hands as she continues to yell. Finally she woke with a frown.
"Alright, alright go in! Just stop yelling!"
"Thank you!" She yells ungratefully as we walk into the Common Room. Inside it's almost empty beside for some first years in the corner talking. Tori throws herself onto a big squashy loveseat and drags her hands through her multicolored hair with a stressful sigh. I take the squishy chair beside her and pick at my nails.
"Sorry 'bout that. Ginny Weasley is a good friend of mine. She's my roommate too. It's just a hard blow trying to handle all this." She talks while staring up into space with her head flung on the arm of the couch.
"It's ok. Tyler threw his hand into a brick wall after finding out."
"Tyler? Tyler Griffith? Are you friends with him?" She smiles.
"Yes. I met him at The Leaky Cauldron before school a week ago. He spent a lot of time with me. He talks a lot." I push my hair behind my ears.
"Well you don't talk a lot so he must fill the air." She laughs a little. "Sorry. He does talk a lot. He really should be in Gryffindor and Hermione Granger should be in Ravenclaw. You haven't met her yet, but she's a little bit of a know-it-all. Hey lets go find your room. It should be on notice board." She walked over to a board covered in many flyers and things. Her fingers travel down them until she stops on a pink one and starts to jump up and down.
"You're rooming with me! You're rooming with me! Come on!" She grabs my hand and starts to pull me up the stairs.