Title: The House and its Heir
Chapter: 1- The Ceremony... and The Surprise
Twas seventh year for Ron, Hermione, and Harry. They had all met at platform 9 ¾ and had got a compartment together at the back of the train.
They watched out the fogged up window as the calm waters of the lake peeked through the passing forest, once in a while, and they could see the small first years being lead to the castle by Hagrid in the 20 or so huge boats.
They laughed as a small boy became sea sick, then turned back to their conversations. Finally the trees cleared and the huge castle came into view. Few of the windows were lit as all the teachers and staff had congregated into the great hall for the sorting ceremony and feast.
The train was soon unloaded and every one had gotten into a carriage. Finally they all arrived at the school; they climbed up the steps to the huge doors. They slowly opened and every one clambered into the huge entrance. Straight ahead was the great hall, the doors open welcomingly.
Inside the tables were covered with golden plates and gleaming silver wear, the roof had once again been covered in candles, hovering in place with a small flickering light. Fake stars twinkled from the high roof and rolling clouds passed by occasionally.
When everyone was seated and the doors had been closed Dumbledore addressed the students (excluding the first years).
"Hello, once again, and welcome back for another glorious year at Hogwarts," he said in his deep booming voice, "the first years will be arriving shortly and I hope that everyone will greet them with the highest respect and most cheerful attitude." He finished, looking over at the slytherin table.
A few people sniggered and Malfoy glared whispering under his breathe to his cronies, "old bat, if it's the last…" but was soon interrupted by professor McGonagall and the new first years. He angrily shook his silvery blonde hair from his dark blue eyes (A/N- drool….), giving the small students the evilest of glares.
Too soon the sorting begun and very slowly ended. For the old students it was not as magical as it had first been, but for the first years, it was something they would not soon forget.
Dumbledore once again rose gazing over the students with delight, the chattering quickly stopped. And Dumbledore spoke, "welcome, welcome, first years. I hope you have found new friends in your house, and not just in your peers and…" he then preceded to drone on for an hour, on rules and forbidden areas, "I would also like to announce the new head girl and boy! Hermione Granger, of Gryffindor, and Draco Malfoy, of Slytherin." Hermione and Draco stood up bowing slightly has every one clapped, Hermione was in shock to have herd Draco's name but inside wasn't that all surprised, but still extremely pissed to have to share a common room with him, as too was Draco.
"now before I finish I have seen that our last student has arrived," he smiled nodding to McGonagall who opened the huge doors with a wave of her wand, everyone was taken back by this news and turned towards the door, a low whisper of gossip ran through the room.
"Please let me introduce Tatiana Jocelyn Malika, who will be attending school here for her seventh and final year." He waved a hand towards the empty corridor to which the doors opened to.
The crowd was now suddenly alive with whispers, things like, 'Dumbledore rarely used a full name so this person must be special', 'there's no one there…he must have finally lost his mind'.
But just as quickly silence fell, because out of thin air a girl had appeared. Shadows cloaked her and as she flew into the light, as many people noted, her face was revealed…..
The guys gasped, eyes widening, as the girl flew on, the girls just stared, a hint of jealousy lying behind all of their eyes. It was not only the wings that took peoples breathe away, but her innocent beauty, which made you crazy with love.
Her hair was pitch black, tied into two pony tails which hung loosely down her front. Small strands of hair brushed in front of her face, were two bright purple eyes laid gleaming in the eerie shine of the candles.
She was skinny and short only about 5 feet tall and at the most 90lbs. her wings were shaped like a monarchs but had a silvery color to them, which, when light hit, showed every color imaginable.
She was curved nicely, and as all the guys saw, had a chest which was perfect for her small frame, but still extremely noticeable.
She wore a black pleated extremely mini skirt, which begged for some one to peek under, and a pink spaghetti strap shirt which said 'I DIDN'T DO IT…' in black letters and barely covered her belly, which sported a pink flamed belly ring.
(No she was not a Goth, she was too cute to be one.)
She stopped flying and climbed up the steps to where Dumbledore stood waiting with the sorting hat and stool. As she climbed her skirt flipped up slightly with each step and almost rhythmically all the guys' heads bobbed down, trying to get a glimpse of what lay beneath.
She sat on the stool, crossing her legs, as she did each guy took a breath in as they caught a flash of pink from underneath her skirt. The girls were all jealous at the complete and un-dying attention the guys gave her, but couldn't help but like Tatiana.
Dumbledore picked up the sorting hat and gently placed it on her small head. Everyone held there breathe as the large rip opened and the hat began to speak.
There was a long pause though, the hats mouth lay open quietly as it searched Tati's brain for clues to her true house and then with a sudden jerk a loud voice rang through the halls……
A/N- hey this is my first fan fic so I need lots of reviews and hard criticism to make my future stories better!
