Ok…not much to say, so sorry my chapters are so short, they'll get longer in the future.

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Once all of the first year students got off their boats, they were brought into an enormous room and told to wait for a while. Everyone was chattering excitedly. There was a girl and boy standing near Elana, Emma, and William; they looked very much alike, they must've been related. Elana decided she better start making friends, so she walked up to them.

"Hello, My name is Elana--Elana Potter, what are your names?" Elana said politely to them. To Elanas' total surprise and bewilderment, they both sneered at her.

"Hello, Potter" the girl said in a somewhat drawling voice. Elana didn't like the way she said her name.

"Come to show off your amazing talent? Or is it you just wanted to brag about your father?" It was the boy speaking this time.

"I just came to say 'hello', you two didn't need to jump at my throat, I figured I'd make some friends" They smirked, which clearly stated 'who'd like to be friends with you?' and that's just what they said next.

"Well, there seems to be enough willing people. Anyway, I must be off to talk to my friends, no use wasting my time with people who hate my name" Elana said, and before they could answer, she ran off to where Emma and William were standing, talking, seemingly about something interesting.

"What was that?" William said, glancing meaningfully at the two people Elana had just met.

"Nothing" Elana replied, trying to think of why people would hate her before they knew her. "Just two jerks".

"Oh" William said simply, and to Elanas' relief, a very old woman with a neat bun in her hair and a sharp eye in square-like spectacles, called them in.

"The sorting will be starting momentarily" She said, and they all followed her into an enormous room full of hundreds of people.

Elana was just wondering how they would be sorted into houses when the same, strict-looking old woman came in, carrying an old, black, pointed witches hat on a chair. Elana was eying it, she was very puzzled, but looking at the other students, she could tell she was not alone.

Before Elana could mention anything about her puzzlement, however, the hat burst into song. However, the moment it did, something else caught Elanas' attention; the ceiling. She noticed that as opposed to a normal ceiling, of some sort of material, the ceiling reflected that of the night sky. By the time the hat had stopped singing, Elana had only caught its and pieces of the song like 'Ravenclaw, wit beyond measure…'and Gryffindor: '…brave at heart…', '…daring, nerve, chivalry…' and Hufflepuff: '…true, loyal…' Slytherin: '…blood is the purest…'.

I wonder what house I'll be in, Elana found herself thinking, but she didn't have to worry long, for the sorting had begun!

The strict woman held up a very long list on parchment and said, "When I call your name, put on the hat, and sit on the stool to be sorted. "Andover, Elizabeth!" The teacher called. A nervous looking blonde haired student. The girl trotted up to the stool, put on the hat, and waited. There was a short pause before the hat screamed--

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Banton, Jack"

The hat barely touched his head before screaming.

"HU--GRYFFINDOR!"

"That was odd" Elana heard someone say behind her.

The sorting went on until Elana heard a name that caught her attention "Lestrange, Annabelle!"

The Hat hardly touched the girls' head before yelling "SLYTHERIN!"

For the next person, Lestrange, Thomas the hat did the same thing.

"Bad eggs, they are" Elana said. She wasn't quite sure why she had said that, but both Emma and William nodded. Finally, Elanas' name was called

Then she remembered. Lestrange…Lestrange! She thought. Elana had the sudden urge to kill them both. They had to be related to Bellatrix Lestrange, and anyone related to the person who killed her father had to be bad… very bad.

"Potter, Elana!"

Elana was very nervous, did it hurt when the sorting hat was reading your mind? Elana thought. No, don't be silly, came a stronger voice from her mind. She walked up to the stool and put on the hat, which went far below her eyes.

"Ahh!" the hat said, Elana jumped. "Very difficult… just like your father." It paused. "Good mind, very good mind…Ravenclaw? No, no… good heart, very brave, yes, definitely courage. Better be, GRIFFYNDOR!" Elana was relieved, she ran down towards the table, where the rest of the Gryffindors were clapping.

There was a wonderful feast after a moderately long speech by the headmaster, professor Dumbledore. To Elanas' dismay, Emma was put in the Ravenclaw house, however, William was put in Gryffindor.

After the feast, all of the Gryffindors went to a large room called a 'common room'. The room was protected by a password, so only Gryffindors could get in it. Most everyone, including Elana, was very tired, so they all pretty much went to bed quickly.

Elana went to the girls' dormitories to find that her things were already brought, and she fell asleep very quickly, thinking about the days' events.

***

The next day, Elana ate breakfast with William in the great hall, trying to figure out where their classes were.

"First, double potions with the slytherins" William said.

"Ugh" Elana grunted; she did not like the slytherins at all, and especially didn't want to be in a class with Thomas and Annabelle Lestrange.

"I know" William agreed. "Then, we have Transfiguration with the Hufflepuffs, then Defense against the Dark Arts with the Ravenclaws."

"Well, the last class seems like it may even be fun" Elana said, casting a look at the staff table and finding Professor Lupin talking to Professor Mcgonagall, who was nodding fervently.

"Who teaches potions?" Elana questioned, still gazing at the staff table.

"Oh, professor Snape, he's not too young, a lot of our teachers are older. I heard he's not that nice either." He cast a look at the staff table as well and added "at least, not unless you're a Slytherin".

***

Despite leaving breakfast early, Elana and William were at least ten minutes late for potions class, and this was their greeting; "If you had delayed your entrance any longer, I'd have thought you decided to not take this class this year." He glared at Elana with cold, menacing eyes. She looked straight back into his cold, dark eyes, then felt faint; she didn't know why.

When Elana left that class she was so glad that she could've leapt with joy.

They were only a few minutes late for transfiguration, but Professor Mcgonagall said nothing. During that class Elana started to talk to another person she thought looked friendly, her name was Elizabeth Longbottom, but they all called her Eliza. That was when Elana told both William and Eliza that her nick name was Lani, and William said that they could call him Will.

***

Over the next week, Eliza, Will, and Lani became very close friends. They had only learned one spell well, Wingardium Leviosa, but Lani was studying in private. She didn't want to admit to people that it took her a little while to learn spells and charms. She also knew something that nobody else did, including the teachers.

"I want to see that prophecy!" Elana said abruptly on Saturday morning, making both Eliza and will jump, will accidentally smashing his plate in the process. Lani wasn't even thinking. "Reparo!" she said, waving her wand at the broken glass, which jumped back up and turned into a plate again.

"How'd you do that?" Eliza gasped. Lani kicked herself mentally; nobody was supposed to know she was studying spells and charms in private.

Lani was just thinking about how she was going to answer when Will said "Sorry, but… what prophecy?"

"Oh…" Lani really should have kept that thought to herself. "um… there was a prophecy made when my father was born… and I don't really know what it said, but I do know that it said something like '…one will die at the hands of the other…' yet… they both died, for reasons of the other, so what if… well, you guys do know that Voldemorts' goal was immortality. Right?" Both Will and Eliza flinched at the name, most people did.

"But your father did kill You-know-who." Eliza said, looking around to see if anyone was listening.

Lani still wasn't convinced. "Yes, but remember, everyone thought that Voldemort--- OH! Stop flinching!" Will and Eliza had both winced at his name again. "Anyway" Lani continued, "Everyone thought Voldemort was dead when he tried to kill my father as a baby, too. And he wasn't What if he has a way to come back?"

"I seriously doubt it" It was Will this time who spoke. "Your father was a very great wizard and--"

Elana cut him off "I know, I know, but another thing I just thought of…" she paused and looked around to make sure nobody was spying on their conversation. "I can see Thestrals"

"So… what?" Eliza piped up. "Who have you seen die?"

"That's the thing" Lani said, still glancing around to see who might be watching. "I don't know".

***

By now, Lani was used to the hundreds of owls that came every morning delivering letters and papers, but today, a large barn owl landed right in front of Lani, knocking over her pumpkin juice and spilling it everywhere. Lani pulled off the letter and expected the owl to leave, but it didn't. So Lani opened her letter, it was from her 'mum'.

Dear Lani,

How was your first week at school? Did you make any new friends? What house are you in? oh, yes, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY! This owl's your birthday present from me, I hope you like him, his name is Moonsong. I hope your well.

Mum

"Who was that from?" Eliza asked.

"Uh--um… my mum, sorta. My step mum"

"Oh, who's that owl?"

"He's my birthday gift, his name is Moonsong."

"Awwwr, he's cute!" Eliza said, stroking Moonsongs' wings.

"Who's that?" came a voice from behind them. Lani looked back, surprised. It was Will.

"Oh, Where'd you come from? He's my birthday gift from my step mum, his name is Moonsong".

"What should we do today?" Will questioned. "I'm bored"

"I dunno… I've got to practice--" Lani said, she cut off, looking around desperately to change the subject.

But before she could speak, Eliza did. "Practice what?" she said.

"Er… nothing." Lani said lamely.

"Sure…Lani. Really though, you can tell us. What do you have to practice?" Will said reasonably.

"Just some stupid muggle thing" Lani mumbled, then ran off to the Gryffindor common room and didn't stop until she reached the painting of the fat lady.

"Password?" said the picture in a lazy voice.

"Quidditch" Lani replied, and the picture swung open.

Lani ran through the busy common room straight to the girls' dormitories. She glanced around to make sure she was alone, then reached into her bag, and pulled something long out, the sheath of a sword.

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I know, lame ending to the chapter, but I couldn't think of where to stop it. It's a bit longer than the previous chapters, please please, please review. And please be honest with your reviews, I really appreciate constructive criticism.