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A/N: FINALLY! I'm done with Chapter 3! and i already have Chapter 4 brewing in thy head. hope you all like it! P.S. i didn't proof read it that much so don't mind the mistakes.

Chapter 3: Welcome to Hogwarts.

Amelia felt a slight tug as the train stopped and her body shaking. A faint voice got louder and louder as her eyes slowly opened.

"Hey, wake up already. We're here," the voice said. It took a while before Amelia could connect the voice to a face. Ron was sitting next to her.

She had fallen asleep after she had gotten her robes on. It had been a long trip, after all.

Everyone slowly got off the train and into the carriages and riding off down the path to Hogwarts.

Amelia got into a carriage of her own with some 4th years as the trio had their own.

"That Yankee is clueless," Ron started once the horseless carriage started to move.

"Really Ron, you could be a little nicer to her. She's from America, it's not like she's going to know the whole history of Hogwarts before she walks in the doors," Ron and Harry glared at Hermione. "What?" she said annoyed.

"You knew everything about Hogwarts, and memorized the books we were reading in our classes before you got on the train!" Harry pointed out.

Hermione just sighed and turned to look outside the window. "At least it's not raining,"

The great hall was lit with floating candles as usual, but the sight still amazed everyone. The ceiling was a cloudless starry mirror of the outside world. The 1st years and Amelia looked around with open mouths. Ameliawas snapped out of her dazed state when she was yanked down to the Gryffindor table by Hermione.

"You sit here, Amelia," she said as she sat down.

"Ok," she was quiet puzzled at the time.

The sorting hat was placed on the stool. It cleared it's throat and broke in a tune.

"Come one, Come all to hear the sorting hat's song.

"I sing about founders old, and when I was new.

"Trouble may come and trouble may go.

"But we are all the same.

"Houses different in their ways.

"Brave, Bold, Loyal and Strange," the rest was lost to Amelia.

"What's going on?" she leaned over and asked Hermione who seemed glad to answer.

"Oh, it's the sorting ceremony! The sorting hat always starts us off with a song," she paused and clapped when the song ended and Professor McGonagall stepped up to the stool with a list of students. "What they do is have all the first years line up and then place them on the stool up there, do you see it?" Amelia nodded, "And then they place this hat on their head. They're sorting one right now," they became silent then the hat rang out "Hufflepuff," before Hermione continued. "The hat sorts through their head and according to their background and thoughts is were he places them. And the house their sorted into is were they stay. By the way, how did you get sorted?"

Amelia tried to get all what she had said through her mind before she spoke. "Once I arrived in the leaky caldron, I believe is what's name was, I had the hat placed on my head by the head master,"

"The head master met you when you arrived? Wow, you must be special, but me, Ron and Harry know him pretty well so, I guess it's not that important. But still, why did you move here?"

"How would know? I was about to go on a camping trip when my mom bust through the doors and said 'we're going to England!' then we went to that pub through floo powder and the dude named Lupin was unconscious so we all ate lemon drops till he came around," Hermione put her hands over her mouth.

"Lupin? He was teacher here! What happened?"

"I think he was mumbling about cats attacking him, but Charloett was contently purring on his chest. How she got out of her cage I have no idea. What's with the houses?" Amelia said trying to change the subject.

"Oh, they have a meaning to them. Take Gryffindor, it always produces some of the bravest Wizards and Sytherlin, our opponent in everything, usually produces some of the worst and blood thirsty Wizards. While Hufflepuff are loyal and then Ravenclaw are smart and clever,"

Amelia nodded. She wasn't brave, smart, loyal, or evil. (ok, a little evil) Why did she get chosen for Gryffindor.

Dumbledore stood up, "Good evening dudes and dudets," Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. "The usual to all the first years, stay away from the forbidden forest. Now, let us eat,"

Amelia turned around to see the table filled with treats and food of all kinds. Her mouth dropped open before she took her golden plate to fill it up.


Amelia laid in her 4 poster bed. It was in the same room as Hermione.

Amelia sighed and heard Hermione's voice, "Amelia, try to go to sleep. We have classes in the morning,"

Amelia turned around and petted Charlotte before falling fast asleep.