Chapter 2
"The Beginning of the Reign of Slytherin"
The train soon arrived at Hogwarts. The rain had stopped, but left behind large puddles of muddy water. Dark clouds still cluttered the sky above. Katrina had told Tom that she attended a school in London for witches only. It was called "Madame Rose's School for Witches", which was a very expensive private school that had no houses like Hogwarts. They only went for six years there before leaving to attend their last year at other schools.
"Here's home." said Tom as he stepped off the train.
Katrina had put her hood back on and stepped off the train. Her eyes danced across the features of the dark castle.
"It seems nice." she said.
Tom's gang came up to him. They were babbling about some nonsense when they caught sight of Katrina. Her face was consumed in the darkness of her hood.
"Who's this?" asked one of the boys.
"Guys, this is Katrina Smith from Oxford. She's our Head Girl, not to mention in our house," said Tom.
"Wow, both head students from our house. We will surely rule this school," said a girl with curly blonde hair.
The neighing of invisible horses rented the air. Tom pointed out that first years rode boats to the castle while everyone else rode in carriages pulled by invisible horses. He helped Katrina into a carriage and motioned for two of the boys from his gang to board in. Tom looked around before getting in. The ride was quiet except for a few rumbles of thunder. The carriage soon came to a stop outside the doors of Hogwarts. A young woman, maybe in her late twenties or early thirties, stood outside. Her black hair was pulled back in a tight bun. Her narrow blues eyes looked at the students filling in.
"Good evening, Professor Davies," said Tom.
"Good evening, Mr. Riddle," said Professor Davies.
The rest of Tom's group caught up to him. Katrina stayed close to him as they entered the Great Hall. Katrina's eyes took in the scene of students at four large tables. She noticed that there was a table placed in the very front that was probably used for the school staff. The ceiling was bewitched to look like the outside, which was still ruled by the storm clouds. Tom led the group to the Slytherin table and sat down. Katrina sat next to him. She had her hood on he head still because she was cold. Soon, the first years arrived.
Katrina was told by Tom who some of the professors were. A man with medium long brown hair and a medium long beard was Professor Dumbledore who taught transfiguration; the headmaster who had a stern face and short gray hair was Professor Dippet; Professor Davies who greeted them outside taught potions; Professor Binns, a ghost, taught history; Professor Kettleburn taught the care of magical creatures class; Professor Flitwick who was short and had light brown hair taught charms; and a stout woman with short black hair named Professor Hicks taught defense against the dark arts. There were other professors missing, but Professor Davies was busy setting a large stool with a hat on it. The little group of students who stood in front of it shook with pure anticipation.
"I remember that hat," said Katrina. "It sorted me when my father brought me here to be transferred to this school."
The hat had a rip in it that acted as a mouth. It began to sing.
"I may not look so pretty for my patches may fool thee but it us such a pity for there is more to me Place me upon your head and in your mind I'll see just which house you belong where you ought to be Should you be in Hufflepuff where hearts are made of gold? Or should you be in Ravenclaw with their wits so very bold? Gryffindor is a heroic team who would fight to end. Slytherin is a cunning bunch with wisdom in the blend. So come on up and don't be shy friendly to you I'll be Just place me upon your head and I'll tell you where you ought to be."
Everyone clapped and cheered. Professor Davies took out a list and began to call names out. One by one the first years were sorted into their houses. Soon, the hat was put away. Professor Dippet stood up and raised a hand for silence.
"Welcome everyone to another wonderful year at Hogwarts. I would like to tell you that there is a list of forbidden items just outside the hall that the caretaker asked me to remind you about. Also, I would like to announce who our Head Boy and Head Girl is. Would Mr. Tom Riddle stand up?" he asked.
Tom stood up and looked at everyone. Many girls giggled and blushed.
"And would Miss Katrina Smith, a new student here at Hogwarts," Professor Dippet asked.
Katrina stood up. She took off her hood and shook out her long, silky hair. Many of the guys gasped. A few whistled at her.
"Now, that is done. We shall all feast," said Professor Dippet.
Food appeared on the tables. Tom and Katrina sat back down. A few girls gave a Katrina some very dirty looks.
"What's their problem?" asked Katrina.
Tom looked at some of the girls and laughed.
"They are jealous of you," he said.
"Why?" asked Katrina.
"Because your Head Girl," lied Tom.
It was very odd to many of the students that both Head Boy and Head Girl were in the same house. Also, how would a new girl be chosen to be Head Girl? Was it possible that there was some need for it in the future? Or was it just a freak thing were the house of Slytherin would reign this year? Only time will tell.
"The Beginning of the Reign of Slytherin"
The train soon arrived at Hogwarts. The rain had stopped, but left behind large puddles of muddy water. Dark clouds still cluttered the sky above. Katrina had told Tom that she attended a school in London for witches only. It was called "Madame Rose's School for Witches", which was a very expensive private school that had no houses like Hogwarts. They only went for six years there before leaving to attend their last year at other schools.
"Here's home." said Tom as he stepped off the train.
Katrina had put her hood back on and stepped off the train. Her eyes danced across the features of the dark castle.
"It seems nice." she said.
Tom's gang came up to him. They were babbling about some nonsense when they caught sight of Katrina. Her face was consumed in the darkness of her hood.
"Who's this?" asked one of the boys.
"Guys, this is Katrina Smith from Oxford. She's our Head Girl, not to mention in our house," said Tom.
"Wow, both head students from our house. We will surely rule this school," said a girl with curly blonde hair.
The neighing of invisible horses rented the air. Tom pointed out that first years rode boats to the castle while everyone else rode in carriages pulled by invisible horses. He helped Katrina into a carriage and motioned for two of the boys from his gang to board in. Tom looked around before getting in. The ride was quiet except for a few rumbles of thunder. The carriage soon came to a stop outside the doors of Hogwarts. A young woman, maybe in her late twenties or early thirties, stood outside. Her black hair was pulled back in a tight bun. Her narrow blues eyes looked at the students filling in.
"Good evening, Professor Davies," said Tom.
"Good evening, Mr. Riddle," said Professor Davies.
The rest of Tom's group caught up to him. Katrina stayed close to him as they entered the Great Hall. Katrina's eyes took in the scene of students at four large tables. She noticed that there was a table placed in the very front that was probably used for the school staff. The ceiling was bewitched to look like the outside, which was still ruled by the storm clouds. Tom led the group to the Slytherin table and sat down. Katrina sat next to him. She had her hood on he head still because she was cold. Soon, the first years arrived.
Katrina was told by Tom who some of the professors were. A man with medium long brown hair and a medium long beard was Professor Dumbledore who taught transfiguration; the headmaster who had a stern face and short gray hair was Professor Dippet; Professor Davies who greeted them outside taught potions; Professor Binns, a ghost, taught history; Professor Kettleburn taught the care of magical creatures class; Professor Flitwick who was short and had light brown hair taught charms; and a stout woman with short black hair named Professor Hicks taught defense against the dark arts. There were other professors missing, but Professor Davies was busy setting a large stool with a hat on it. The little group of students who stood in front of it shook with pure anticipation.
"I remember that hat," said Katrina. "It sorted me when my father brought me here to be transferred to this school."
The hat had a rip in it that acted as a mouth. It began to sing.
"I may not look so pretty for my patches may fool thee but it us such a pity for there is more to me Place me upon your head and in your mind I'll see just which house you belong where you ought to be Should you be in Hufflepuff where hearts are made of gold? Or should you be in Ravenclaw with their wits so very bold? Gryffindor is a heroic team who would fight to end. Slytherin is a cunning bunch with wisdom in the blend. So come on up and don't be shy friendly to you I'll be Just place me upon your head and I'll tell you where you ought to be."
Everyone clapped and cheered. Professor Davies took out a list and began to call names out. One by one the first years were sorted into their houses. Soon, the hat was put away. Professor Dippet stood up and raised a hand for silence.
"Welcome everyone to another wonderful year at Hogwarts. I would like to tell you that there is a list of forbidden items just outside the hall that the caretaker asked me to remind you about. Also, I would like to announce who our Head Boy and Head Girl is. Would Mr. Tom Riddle stand up?" he asked.
Tom stood up and looked at everyone. Many girls giggled and blushed.
"And would Miss Katrina Smith, a new student here at Hogwarts," Professor Dippet asked.
Katrina stood up. She took off her hood and shook out her long, silky hair. Many of the guys gasped. A few whistled at her.
"Now, that is done. We shall all feast," said Professor Dippet.
Food appeared on the tables. Tom and Katrina sat back down. A few girls gave a Katrina some very dirty looks.
"What's their problem?" asked Katrina.
Tom looked at some of the girls and laughed.
"They are jealous of you," he said.
"Why?" asked Katrina.
"Because your Head Girl," lied Tom.
It was very odd to many of the students that both Head Boy and Head Girl were in the same house. Also, how would a new girl be chosen to be Head Girl? Was it possible that there was some need for it in the future? Or was it just a freak thing were the house of Slytherin would reign this year? Only time will tell.