well I'm glad I got all this sorted out, from now on, I'll be able to have a chapter on 1 page, not six! In response to a reviewer, I chose Summer as a name cos I like unusual names for characters.
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the next morning, Summer was awoken by a particularly small house elf.
"Time to get up, miss!!" it squeaked. She opened her eyes and peered around to her watch. It was eight.
"But the train doesn't leave until eleven!" she moaned, sitting up.
"Yes, but miss, you have to get there by flying coach, it take two hours miss!"
"Thought we were flooing there? Oh well, I'll get up in a moment." She tumbled out of bed, picked out some clothes and made her way to the ensuite bathroom off of her room for a shower.
Half an hour later, she was climbing into a coach which was being pulled by two, large black horses from the Malfoys stables.
"How the heck are we going to get there with out being seen?" she asked Draco.
"Oh, it can fly, and become invisible. Only to muggles of course." He replied. Shouldn't take too long. Some one said that the floo net work was being watched for signs of death eaters, so it's not too safe right now." They settled them selves down on the soft, deep red leather seats and waved goodbye to Lucius and Narcissa. The carriage rattled as the horses pulled it, faster and faster…until they swooped upwards, clear of the ground.
"Are you sure that muggles cant see us?" Summer asked doubtfully.
"Oh yes, if you stick your head out of the window and waved at them while they were looking up, they couldn't see you at .all." Draco replied.
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two hours later, they arrived at Kings cross station. The footmen helped them with their luggage onto the trolleys and to the barrier between 9 and 10.
"Right, well you can go now." Draco said, dismissing the footman. Turning to Summer he said "We'll go through together, lucky its not too crowded right now. On the count of three, 1..2…3!" they ran forward, the trolleys slipping this way and that…and they fell forwards into platform 9 and three quarters. The Hogwarts express stood in front of them, billowing smoke from its funnel, its red paint gleaming.
"We might as well go and find an empty carriage, better keep you away from every one else, something might go wrong." Draco instructed. As they made there way up the corridors between the carriages, Draco pulled her into a small gap, hidden behind a curtain.
"What you do that for?" Summer hissed, trying to close Solus' cage door again.
"Potters coming, the last thing we need is him coming up here." He whispered back. "I know you're meant to be getting him to trust you, but if you're seen with me the plans ruined!!"
Summer peered out of the gap in the curtains, and saw Harry, Ron and Hermione go by, chatting.
"That was close! Right, here we are, this is empty…" Draco said, heaving his luggage into the luggage holders.
Two large, rounded figures loomed in the door way. Draco turned round and scowled up into the face of Crabbe and Goyle.
"Hi Draco. Who's that?" Goyle said stupidly.
2noe of your business." He snapped. "Go away, I'll tell you later, but you can't stay here." They stared at him for a moment, still trying to comprehend what he was saying. "GO!" he yelled, shoving them out of the door.
"Do they not understand any thing?" Summer asked interestedly.
"No, I don't think they do. Never seem to do anything right, only thing they can do is beat someone up! Look, I've got to go to a prefect meeting now, do you mind being in here by tour self?" he replied. She shook her head.
"Right. I'll see you later then."
The train eventually came to a stop after a long and interesting journey.
"We leave everything in here, it gets taken into our rooms. Yours should get into the room of your house, so don't worry about that." Draco said, pulling the door open. "Apparently, you have to get taken over wit h Hagrid, stupid great oaf he is." They were now on the very crowded platform, students bustled past, laughing and yelling, scared looking first years huddled in groups.
"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" said a loud, booming voice. Summer gave Draco a hug and then hurried up to the enormous man.
"Um excuse me, Hagrid…I have a note here from Professor Dumbledore, I'm new?" Summer said, holding out a piece of parchment. Hagrid smiled down at her.
"O' course! Dumbledore said ther'd be a new student, 'ad to take yer across with me. Never you mind, come sit in the boat wit' me, make sur' yeh get across…"
A while later, Summer stood in the empty room with the rest of the first years. She was much taller, and they kept looking at her in fright. She was surprised at her self, she wasn't feeling at all nervous, just excited as to which house she'd be put in.
Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table in the great hall, hoping that the sorting would hurry up and be over with; he was starving. Ron and Hermione sat either side of him, and Ron obviously thought the same.
"I'm starving, I swear if the sorting takes too long, I'm gonna start to eat the plates!" Ron moaned. Professor McGonagall marched into the hall, followed by the line of first years. (Summer was still in the room, she had to wait) and set the stall and the sorting hat in front of them all and began to read out the list. As soon as Susan Yauld had been sorted into Hufflepuff, Dumbledore stood up. A silence fell around the hall as every one looked over expectantly.
"well, we welcome all new first years." He began, and everyone clapped, "But, before we begin, we have one more person to sort. Now as you can see, she is no first year, but will be joining you sixth years. She has transferred from a wizarding school in Italy, but can speak fluent English. I wish you all to make her feel welcome, no matter which house she I sorted into." All eyes were now on Summer, as she entered the hall and sat on the stall.
Summer lifted the hat and placed it on her head. It was enormous, and slipped in front of her eyes as it began to speak to her.
"Hmm, very interesting, very interesting….yes, very intelligent, good candidate for Ravenclaw, but cunning and of a pure-blood heritage, Slytherin as well…yet strong and brave, willing to fight…difficult indeed difficult…" it continued for this for about three minutes, until it yelled "Gryffindor!" a loud applause came from around the hall, especially Gryffindor table.
Harry watched interest as she was brought toward their table by McGonagall. She seemed to turn a lot of heads as she went by, but hey were quickly turned by a sharp glare from the professor. Ron too was staring at her open mouthed, even Hermione watched interestedly. He was rather surprised to see her stop in front of them.
"Ah yes, just the little group I was looking for. You will make Summer feel at home I trust?" she id sharply. Hermione nodded. With a quick smile at Summer, the professor marched back to the head table.
"Hi." Summer said. "You don't mind me sitting here, do you?"
"Of course not." Hermione replied. "Do sit down." She motioned to a spare place next to her, and Summer sat. Glaring at Harry and Ron,Hmione introduced them.
"I'm Hermione, that's Ron and this is Harry." Summer smiled around at them all, trying to ignore the fact that Ron was still staring at her.
"so how come you moved over to here from Italy then?" Hermione asked politely as they filled up there plates.
Summer had been expecting this, and smiled, glad that she could normally lie quite convincingly.
"Well you see, my mum comes from Italy and my dad from here. They are both Aurors and work for this ministry over here. Well, the ministry here have been suspecting the Italian government for a long time, and we moved over there when I was nine, so they could be spies." She paused for a moment and took a drink from her goblet. "Sorry, well I also want to be an Auror, my family have all been hem, but to be accepted every where, you need NEWTS,bume reason, Italy only does OWLS, so we moved back here." She finished.
"Wow, that's so cool, h my parents were Aurors said Ron enviously. "Me and Harry are gonna be them too, so I guess you will be in all of our classes."
The feast was on over, and they made there way up to the dormitories.
"Well, it looks as though you're here." Hermione said as Summer followed her up to the bedrooms. Summer had been placed n the same room as Hermione with the lage four poster beds hung with the red velvet curtains.
"well, night." Hermione yawned sleepily as Summer clambered into her bed. The other three beds were taken up by Pavarti Patil, Lavender Brown and a girlled Trisha Fawcet. They had all questioned Summer roughly, leaving her feeling quite scared as to what they found out.