Summary: Lilly gets a letter to Hogwarts, which leads to many things… A new school, her sister's new attitude and newfound enemy… R&R please!
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Chapter 5: Hoggy-woggy… Get off, pig!
After we all got onto the boat, they (magically) glided across the glistening lake. It should have lasted longer. When it was over, there were many sighs and sounds of "Oh!" and "Again again!" for those who had watched tellytubbies.
"Well, you're popular." Joey commented.
"What do you mean?" I asked. I really had no idea.
"What do you mean, what do you mean? Tall dark and handsome at 3 o'clock. Staring at you the whole boat ride." Pat said.
I didn't need to look. "Potter."
"Yes…" Molly wasn't satisfied. "And…"
"James." I said, regretting that day.
"Yes?" He thought I was talking to him.
"I wasn't talking to you."
"But you said my name!"
"And?"
"That means you were talking either to me or about me."
I could hear the muffled giggles of my friends and continued. "Well, you see…" I dragged Joey in front, "She caught you looking at me."
"Yes, I know. Anything wrong with that?"
"Well, for starters, it's exceptionally rude. Secondly, there are many more witches around the place that I am sure more worthy. I almost broke your arm, remember?"
He nodded his head. "Well, you're the only redhead."
I snapped, "What did you call me?"
"I said you were just the only…"
"The only what?"
"Redhead."
"Well, Potter… For your information I take great offence at being called that, and Molly…" I dragged her beside me. "Also has 'red' hair. So does that wizard over there…" I pointed to a scruffy-looking boy with a scruffy looking owl and scruffy looking clothes.
"Yes?" He turned around.
"Hi. Can you please explain to Potter here that I am not the only 'red-head' in 1st year?"
"Well…"
James tried to be innocent and calm. "Well, I think that what Arthur Weasley wanted to say was that he was also attracted to red-heads. That's why you're the only one, Lily. Molly's taken."
Molly looked at Arthur, then at James. "You're sick, James. Real sick. I haven't even met this person", she pointed at Arthur, "And I'm sure nothing that you've said about him is true, not one little bit."
"Well…" Arthur was suddenly pigeon-toed (toes in) and had developed a liking for his shoes.
I was shaking my head. "No way."
"Well, it looks like you guys are both hotcakes…"
"Shut up Joey. This is scary." Pat said.
"Ok…" I started.
"We're going to ignore you two for the rest of schooling and get on with our lives, aren't we Lily?"
"Why of course, Molly…"
"So we're just going to walk over here…"
"And join the rest of the year, who are lined up to be sorted!"
With that the Bludgers ran off to the front of the long line that had formed. As we were running away, Joey came up with a witty remark…
"And may we be a constant bludger in your lives…"
Pat tagged on, "As we bludge through school while you struggle."
"So Bye!" Joey again.
A FEW MINUTES LATER…I had made my mind up. "I want to be in Gryffindor."
So had Molly. "I want to be with Lily."
So had Joey. "What about Hufflepuff? I'd seem clever to them…"
And so had Pat. "NO – Gryffindor all the way."
Mrs McGonagall opened the doors wide and I could see the great hall. It was certainly great. "They're ready for you now… Single file, please. You will be sorted."
Everyone pushed into the line, and some snotty looking kid cut in the front. Later on I learnt his name was Lucius Malfoy.
The sorting ceremony began. "Beatrice Boley."
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Yulen Crust"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Lily Evans"
"GRYFFINDOR!" ("Yeah!" "Whoohoo!" "Go you, Lily.")
"Molly Ribbon"
"GRYFFINDOR!" ("hi!")
"Patrice Taylor"
"GRYFFINDOR!" ("omgosh omgosh omgosh")
"Josephine Wubner"
"GRYFFIINDOR!" ("Of course I'd get in, you poofs!")
"Lucius Malfoy"
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Vincent Crabbe"
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Gregory Goyle"
"SLYTHERIN"
"Daniel Turner"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Natalie Demon"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Felicity Green"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
And so the sorting went on…
"James Potter!" ("I'll die if he goes in Gryffindor. He's a stupid, pig-headed prat!")
"GRYFFINDOR!" (Many sounds of death)
"Peter Pettigrew"
"HU… GRYFFINDOR!"
"Sirius Black"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Last one… Remus Lupin"
"RA… GRYFFINDOR!"
After the sorting had finished, Professor Dippet stood up. "I welcome you all here to Hogwarts for another year of learning. I'm not going to say much, so… Dig in, as you all say."
Food appeared at all the tables.
"Cool"
"Wow"
"Wicked"
"Food!"
A FEW MINUTES LATER…"I ate too much."
"My stomach hurts."
"Can we go to dorms now?"
"All of the above…"
"WE WILL ALL GO TO OUR DORMITRIES NOW SO YOU CAN SETTLE IN… FOLLOW THE PREFECTS!"
"Speak of the devil…"
"And he will come…"
"So…" I stood up. "Lets get a move on, girls!" (many goans).
"Do we have to?" Pat asked.
"Of course!" Joey was enthusiastic as always.
"I wanna see the dorms. I wanna see the dorms!" (Molly)
We all stood up and followed Rowan Theodore, who was a prefect. Soon we found ourselves at the bottom of a farm of stairs. It was! There were stairs everywhere! They were always moving, always changing. I turned to Molly. "Oh My Gosh…"
She responded. "Yup."
"What I was going to say!" (Joey)
"Well,
what are you all waiting for? Lets pick one!" Pat looked around.
"That one! If we run fast enough, we might be able to make it
to that stair over there… And then we will get to the fat lady in…
2.48 minutes."
We all stared at Pat. "Well, we know that a certain someone is going to take up arithmetic, eh?"
"How'd you know?""
We all rolled our eyes.
"Oh."
"Ready… Steady… Go!" We all ran to the nearest staircase, running up the stairs and ahead of the prefect. ("Oi! Get back here!") We finally managed to get up to the Fat lady.
"Um…" (Pat)
"Not so god in the cracking-codes department, eh?"
"Oh, shut up Lily.
"What?"
"So…" Joey turned to the woman "Can we get in… Please?"
"NO. I know you're in Gryffindor, but a password is necessary. No, wait – there isn't one. It's normally what the prefect can make up every half term… So I guess you can make it up." The woman smiled, and we smiled back.
I was enthralled. "How about – putridpotter?"
"NO! I won't allow it. Potter sucks?" (Joey)
"Potter the prat?" (Molly)
"Arithmaticpat?" (Pat)
"Well, I like potter the prat. We'll take that one, and it will last until half term." (the fat lady)
She swung open, and we jumped inside. "Thanks!"
"No problem!"
Once inside, we started to make up a secret handshake. Jump, twist, clap, snap, flip (flip your hair), tun around, touch the ground and put your hands in the middle. "ThhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEE BLUDGERS!"
A/N; Another chapter, guys…. Sorry about the time space. I'm on holidays for a week, and after there will be regular updtes (one every 4 days approx.) So,… REVIEW! Please….