The seventh years slowly returned to their tables, but 3 or 4 still surrounded the guy. No one had seen him yet, we were all frightened. An odd noise was echoing around it sounded like an very odd type of music. I didn't know where it's coming from or what it is. A hawk swoopsovernew guy, the few remaining seventh years return to their seats, revealing a girl.
She was like no other girl I've ever seen. She had long black hair, pulled back in two braids, with a few selected groups hanging around her face. She had on a lot of black make-up, fully lined under her eyes with black shadow spreading around her eyes, in places spidery lines reaching and curling out. She was wearing a big shirt the read Led Zeppelin (A/N: I love them!!) who ever that was, paired with a some jeans and some high black boots. As well as a black leather jacket with its sleeves rolled up, chains hung from her neck, black bracelets on her wrist overlapping the metal cuffs she supports.
A sharp piercing cry pierces the air, drawing my attention away from her. A magnificent hawk swoops down, its black with silver on it, it's gorgeous. It's heading for the new girl, she raises a bare arm, it lands there. She doesn't wince if it hurt when it's sharp silver talons landed on her arm. She removes the letter, she looks at it and hands one to Narcissa, whom I forgot was standing there. The new girl snaps her fingers and an owl treat appears. The hawk takes it graciously, it bows its head and takes off. Proffesor Dumbledore stands up, our gaze shifts to him as Narcissa heads back to her table.
"Welcome Miss Evans, it's nice of you to join us." His words echo around with the odd music. I look at the new Evans and notice the music is coming from her. I listen a little closer, the music is actually quite cool. The girl walks to front where the sorting hat is perched upon a stool. She steps up, "Please put on the hat Miss Evans" Dumbledore says. She picks up the hat, places it on her head and sits on the stool.
Lily
(A/N: H is the hat, L is lily ok?)
H: hmm….your starting late in the year
L: so what
H: I see we have an attitude
L: so effin what
H: no need to get lippy
L: shut up and sort me
H: why you ungrateful little..
L: ungrateful what?
H: you're a nasty little bugger aren't you
L: hello, waiting here
H: arg, your fucking distracting me you ass
L: Bite me
Nasty little hat. I'm gonna teach it a lesson. I snap my fingers and if it worked right, it should be hot pink.
H: you turned me PINK
L: how do you know if it was me?
H: I can read your thoughts
L: geeze, you effin hat, just freakin sort me!
H: fine, I've analyzed you and decided you belong in GRIFFINDOR (he shouted the last part) and please turn off that damn music.
I stand up and remove the blasted hat from my head. Everyone is staring at me and the hat. A teacher stands, she's frightened, just like the rest of the school. "Miss Evans" she gasps "Why on earth is the sorting hat PINK?" I smirked, I could tell I was erking her off. "the damn hat was insulting me, and so I thought it deserved to learn some manners." I responded to the scary young teacher. Fear is radiating off her body, I've frightened her with my display of magic. "Undo it now." She breathes. "Sorry, no can do. It lasts for 24 hours." I respond, Dumbledore knows I'm lying, I can sense it. He bursts out laughing, "Minerva, maybe we'll just let it slip tonite. Miss Evans, please go join your house so we may begin the feast. I glide over to the Gryffindor table and sit across from my brothers John and Will. (A/N: I do realize I said his name was Jeff, but I lied) I look over to my brothers, they look back at me. "It's been way to long Lee." Will says "Dad is off his rocker sending you off like that. Just couldn't handle the stress of having a bad girl in the family. It's not your fault mom died and we know it." I look up. Their smiling, I smile back and pile food onto my plate.
I look to my left, a boy is sitting there, he has long black hair that's shaggy, beside him, a boy with longer hair and glasses is sitting there. Their glancing at how much food I have on my plate. "Yes, gents, can I help you?" they swallow. They're just looking at me and are scaring me. "Against popular belief, I don't bite." They laugh. The one sitting close to me blurts out "How do you know Narcissa?" I look at him like he's crazy, "I met her at military school. I kick Andromeda's butt every time and shes about 10 years older. Why?" "She's my cousin" he replies. "Ah, so you must be I-AM-SO-HOTT Sirius Orion Kelly Green Black?" "Don't use my full name, it's annoying." "what ever rocks your boat mate." I respond and go back to my food.