Glory in Your Shadow

Chapter: 3

The Welcome Feast

Summary: When you first arrive at Hogwarts, you're sorted into the house that you belong in, right? Not quite. What if you were sorted into the wrong House, not by accident, but by choice. What if the fate of the wizarding world rested on that very lie? And every lie you told after it. What if telling the truth could send countless innocent people to an early death? Well there's something lurking around Hogwarts. Or should I say, someone? Someone with a really big secret. And a really important purpose. Besides; you know the rhythm: "I spy, with my little eye."

Authors Note: I am not J. K Rowling. That's already pretty obvious. I do not own any of the characters, except for the original ones that I've made up. Yeah, I know, I know, Obvious. And in conclusion I'd also like to state that contrary to popular belief, I am not God... Though I do think you all should worship me.


The night was dark. Darker than had ever been seen by man. And the stars glittered with a sparkle that could of brought an angel to it's knees. They streamed together into a seem less wave of splendor. A splendor ed admired by all. The rain had finally trickled down to nothing more than a few drops shed by the heavens. And the heavens couldn't help but smile down upon the moving bodies of hope below. The heaven smiled, but not for long.

The students walked through the stone doors that lead to their faithful school. They walked in with such a reassurance and confidence. They knew their surroundings well and by the mere expression on their faces they were happy to be there. Some more than others. The youngest students, the first years, looked utterly frightened. Not to mention confused. The sheer uncertainty of what was to come that night truly had shaken the


The Great Hall was warm and the ceiling was enchanting. Bright and magical. Candles floated from the ceiling as the House banners hung besides them. The room was lovely. The children say waiting in their seats. Some watching the sorting, others talking to friends, and even a few glaring at enemies.

"Look at Potter, chatting up Weasel-Bee and the Mud blood." the blonde boy whispered.The Gryffindor table over heard.

"Shut it Malfoy." Neville whispered right back sending over a rude glare at Draco.

"Ooh, Nevie's gone all hard on me, has he?" Draco mocked.

"Oh, well aren't you clever Malfie-poo." the emerald eyed boy mocked right back.

"Why don't you get lost, Potty? What you're little Gryffindork mates are too big of a duffer so you have to come and ruin our fun? You know, that's not very nice Harry, didn't your mother teach you bet- oh, that's right, I forgot." Layla teased, her curls falling into her eyes. The Slytherin table cracked up laughing. I could of sworn that I saw Blaise Zambani nearly fall over from laughing so hard. Thank goodness a fellow Slytherin was there to keep him up right!
But not everyone was laughing. Harry and the rest of the Gryffindors looked at the table opposite them with a look of pure loathing.

"Alright Students, I think that quite enough." A one Albus Dumbeldore called and the Slytherin laughter soon died down. The rest of the feast went down almost without a hitch. I mean, aside from the one first year who passed out into the pashed potatoes once he got one shot of Peeves, the night went well. For the most part.


The students made their way up the staircase towards their dorms and corridors. They were all clumped together in a mash of chatter and yawns. The Gryffindors were on their way up the stair case when Hermione noticed Layla. She was trailing behind Pansy Parkinson, a girl who looked quite a bit like a pug, with her head down and silent.

"Layla!" Hermione called. Layla whipped her head around to face the girl.

"Hermione what are you do-" the red-headed boy started to only again get a crack in the ribs by her elbow. The Layla girl pushed through a few students and stopped in front of Hermione.

"Yeah." she muttered.

"You know I don't know who you think you are, but what you said to Harry was so-" Hermione started, but cut off by a simple "I know." from Layla.

"You what?" Hermione asked looking at the girl incredulously.

"I know, ok? I didn't mean t-"

"Layla! Stop talking to the Griffin dorks and hurry up!" the Pansy girl yelled from the top of the stairs. Layla whipped her head around and scurried up the stairs to her friend. Not saying another word to the Trio that night.


So how was chapter three? Did you like it? I hope so. I'd really really appreciate it if you all could review my story. I promise it won't go unnoticed and would really make my day.

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Reviewers:

Fearthedark10- Thank you sooo much for reviewing. I really appreciate it! Well I can understand your confusion with my first chapter. You're not really supposed to know who is who in Chapter One. I promise it will make a lot more sense the further along in the story. I'm really glad you enjoyed it though.

Dragongirl19- Thank you sooo much for reviewing. It means a lot to me! I'm so happy to hear that you like my story so far. To answer your question: The story is set in Harry's sixth year and I hinted in chapter two that Layla was in Slytherin, but you may not have caught on. No biggie! In conclusion to answer your last question: Layla was sorted with Harry, Draco and the rest. She's been a student all along. Thanks so much for reviewing. Keep reading.

Bellegeste- Ahh, my faithful reader. It's such a joy to read your reviews. Thank you so much. Now again your review for chapter two was quite an ego booster and I'm so glad that you got the feeling I was trying to project through the opening paragraph. Unfortunately I must say that our dear, dear, Nevie won't play a very large part in this. He will be a nice co-star to the main characters, but not much more than that. Sorry.It's nice to have some encouragement. I must say building a character from the ground up is so nerve wracking! Also having to make sure that it's true to his/her character you've developed, making sure you haven't gone off course with them. I swear this story is going to send me into Cardiac Arrest.:)