Chapter Two-I Don't Know What To Call This
Thank you to Suuki Aldrea, my only reviewer so far. This chap is dedicated to you. Just so you know this is set around the beginning of the fourth year, but there won't be a Triwizard Tournament because that would be too hard to work into the story. Again r/r and on with the show!
Ron and Hermione looked up as Dumbledore stood and smiled over the school.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Hopefully this year we may stuff our heads full of knowledge. Let the sorting begin!" McGonagall led the line of terrified 1st years through the hall. As they passed the two Gryffindors a group of seven joined the end of the line. Four looked completely normal, but two were far too tall, and one of them had a beard.
"Who are they?" Ron whispered to Hermione. "They're not 1st years. If they are then I'm a green mitten."
"I don't know. Dumbledore will probably explain," Hermione replied. Ron nodded, but he wasn't satisfied. Professor McGonagall pulled out a scroll and began to read off the names a students.
"Aragorn son of Arathorn," Ron and Hermione shared a confused glance, but looked up as one of the two tall men came forward. He looked slightly skanky and had dark, dirty hair. He put the sorting hat on and waited for a few moments.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The sorting went on. In the end there were six new Gryffindors, Aragorn, Samwise Gamgee, Rose Wagner, Hava Thompson, Sara Chin, and Danny Muldoon. There were seven new Hufflepuffs, the most interesting being Gimli son of Gloin, who had a full beard, Meriadoc Brandybuck, Frodo Baggins and Peregrin Took, all of whom had large hairy feet and weren't wearing shoes. Ravenclaw was sporting six new students, with two who were both very strange. There was Legolas Greenleaf, who was very tall and had long blond hair, and Elizabeth Turner, who looked far too old to be there. The Slytherins had eight new students, but none of them seemed much different from the normal crew of idiots they had at Slytherin.
"Weird bunch this year," Ron commented. "The beardy weirdy looks like some kind of dwarf. And why do they all have long hair?"
"I don't think you should make fun of people just because they're different from you, but I have to agree that something's up. There's just too many people who aren't normal," Hermione replied, watching Merry and Pippin as they stared hungrily at their empty plates. She leaned over to Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown who were both staring unashamedly at Legolas. "That Peregrin Took's really cute," she remarked. The three girls bent over and began giggling over the new boys. They had just reached the age when hormones were beginning to kick in and it showed. A lot. Actually, most of the girls in the hall were staring and giggling at one or another of the new arrivals. Parvati's sister's eyes were riveted on Aragorn, while Merry and Pippin were gaining many of the "oh aren't they just so cute" looks. Frodo was staring into nothingness and muttering a little. Ernie Macmillon later said he was saying something about fire and an eye. Some of the boys were looking very jealous, but Ron just seemed disgusted.
"Honestly, those two look like they're about to die if they don't get fed, but the lady on the Hogwarts Express said they bought all of her food. And ate it all!"
"So they're the ones who did it,"
"Harry!" Ron turned and watched the dark-haired boy slide into the seat next to him. "How did it go?"
"Not too bad actually, considering it was Snape. He couldn't expel me without McGonagall, and she was here at the sorting. I got detention every night for a month though." Harry grimaced. "I can't believe him! He wouldn't even listen to me! Malfoy said I called his parents Death Eaters for no reason, but he was the one who call my mum and dad pathetic half-breed mudbloods! 'They deserved to die if they couldn't protect themselves'. Then, he said I was the one who attacked him! I was only defending myself!"
"Breath Harry. Breathing is good. Inhale, exhale," Ron advised.
"Stop it" Harry brushed him away.
"You should listen to him you know. Breathing is good,"
"Who on earth are you?"
"I'm the narrator. And I can make you breath. Your very life is in my hands. Now breath,"
"But I don't want to," Harry protested, when he began breathing very obviously and slowly. "Fine! I'll breath. But you'll pay for this one day," the obvious breathing stopped.
"Good. But you can never get back at me. Remember, I control everything you do," the narrator pointed out.
"Yeah, well-"Harry was cut off as Dumbledore stood again.
"Before we eat, I have an important announcement. We have some foreign students this year. It is a first for Hogwarts, and though some of them are older than you, please treat them with the same respect you would give to all of your other classmates. In their culture, children don't go to school as soon. If Legolas Greenleaf, Aragorn son of Arathorm, Meriadoc Brandybuck, Peregrin Took, Samwise Gamgee, Frodo Baggins and Gimli son of Gloin would please stand, we would like to welcome you to England and Hogwarts," the aforementioned students rose and the rest of the students applauded politely, though some of the females had a slightly more enthusiastic reaction. "Also, I would like to introduce out new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor White. He accompanied our new students." The new teacher stood up. His robes were white instead of black, and his hat was a little old-fashioned, but he wasn't as strange as the others.
"At least it's not someone like Lockhart," Ron commented under the applause. "Maybe he'll be like Lupin. I hope so."
"Yeah. Maybe the stupid narrator will do something right for once," Harry replied, but was cut off from saying anything else when his face started turning purple and blotchy. Then pink and spotted.
"Remember I'm always here," the narrator pointed out, "I never go away. Don't even try to insult me,"
"Okay," Harry managed to gasp out. His face promptly became its normal color again. The applause for Professor White was short, and Dumbledore began to speak again.
"I know you're all hungry," he commented with a look at Merry and Pippin. "So let the feast begin," with that food appeared on all the tables, and the hall was almost silent except for the sound of people eating for a few moments.
