Disclaimer: Much as it pains me to say it, it's not mine, except for the FABULOUSLY ENTERTAINING plot. That's mine.
Author's note: I know the last chapter didn't contain much, but I just had to set things up. This chapter will be better.... Read on...AND REVIEW!! It's the only thing that keeps me alive! Keep me alive! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!
P.S- you pronounce Aliyonese "a-LEE-o-NEES" (you'll know what I'm talking about later)
Chapter two: A New Arrival
After the carriage ride to the castle, Harry Ron and Hermione took their places at the Gryffindor table. On instinct, they all ran their eyes across the staff table. They saw all of the professors they recognized and knew so well, save for Hagrid, who was still leading the first years across the lake. "That's...unusual," Hermione murmured. "What?" Harry and Ron asked. "That," she said, gesturing towards the Headmaster. Dumbledore looked as normal as ever in his bottle green robes, talking animatedly to Professor Sinistra. After that, Harry saw what Hermione was talking about. There was a high-backed, golden-gilt chair, padded on the arms and back with lush, purple velvet. It was situated right next to Dumbledore. "Must be for someone very important..." muttered Hermione. "Harry," Ron said, turning to his friend, "You're Head Boy. Do you know who that's for? Are we having a visitor?" Harry shrugged. "I dunno," he answered truthfully.
A hush fell over the Great Hall as the first years entered. They looked younger and more naive to Harry every year. The new students were sorted, and Dumbledore stood to make his announcements. "Ah, come on," Ron whispered impatiently, "get it over with! I'm starving!" "Ron! Will you stop being a little piggy and get your mind away from your stomach!" Hermione admonished, "You really need to listen to what Dumbledore has to say! You, too, Harry!" But before Harry could reply, Dumbledore began to speak.
"Welcome, new students, to Hogwarts! And to our returning ladies and gentlemen, welcome back! I'm sure this will be a very profitable year for us all. We have a very new student that will be joining us shortly. She is my only granddaughter-" Here, the Headmaster was cut off by the many empathetic Awwwwww's coming from the girls of Hogwarts. He smiled and continued. "-and she is Head Girl. I appointed her Head Girl because I thought it would be an easy way for everyone to get to know her." "That explains it." Harry whispered.
There was a loud BANG! At the door, and the heavy double doors to the Great Hall flew open. The students all jumped and turned to the entrance. There, sitting cross-legged on an Oriental rug that was hovering a few feet off of the ground, was a girl. At least, Harry thought it was a girl. She was so covered by her long dress and robes, as well as a veil that he could hardly ell. However, she had long mahogany hair and such deep hazel eyes that h was willing to bet that the person was female. "Ah," Dumbledore said in the silence, "There she is now." Harry couldn't believe it. This was his granddaughter??? She looked like something straight out of Arabian Knights!
The girl looked straight ahead as her carpet rose and flew smoothly to where Dumbledore stood in front of the staff table. She stood up, and the flying carpet buckled and folded, turning itself into a staircase. She dismounted and snapped her fingers. The carpet disappeared with a crack! . Standing beside her grandfather, the girl solemnly surveyed the silent room, her hands held in front of her, hidden in her sleeves.
Dumbledore cleared his throat, put his arm comfortingly around the girl's shoulders and said, "Everyone! May I introduce my granddaughter- Her Majesty Guenivere Anna Maria Porphyngenita Commenus, Princess of the Aliyonese Empire." The princess took a step forward, looked around the room for a moment, and slowly made a deep and graceful bow.