I'm finally getting around to updating. Yes. It has been quite a long time. School has been out a month or so and I just never really got around to updating. Well here it is.
The Sorting
The castle was huge. Skye had never seen any building so big. It was probably bigger up close. She still had to cross the lake by boat with the first years, but she was going to be in third year. Dumbledore made special arrangements because of her heritage. Plus she didn't need to go threw all the basics again. The only class she was taking that she never got back home was flying.
She sighed heavily as she boarded a boat and waved good bye to her friends. She rocked as the boats went off shore and onto the stark waters. Something slithered against her boat. She peered down at the water. The tentacle dipped down, back into the water. She looked at it with disgust.
"Nothin t fear rom the gian squid, las." Said Hagrid. Skye just nodded.
"I know. I've fought much scarier things." Skye stated flatly.
"hat righ? Harry as fought things too. He-who-must-not-be-named as a matter o fact." He said. Skye just shook her head and laughed.
"Yes, but what's so scary about a wizard gone bad?" People in other boats close by stared at her as did her fellow passengers.
"Yer that new student going straight to third year ain't ya?" Hagrid asked as he turned to her a moment.
"Yes." Hagrid just nodded, saying not another word. The other students turned to each other and began to whisper. It took a while, but the boats stopped and they all trudged up the shore. They finally made it to the double doors and Skye looked in aw. It was bigger than she thought. Much bigger.
Profesor Magonigul was waiting for them at a large pair of double doors.
"Welcome First Years. In a moment, you will enter the great hall to feast. But before the feast, you must be sorted into your houses. Now I will see to it that everything is prepared." Skye stood there indifferently leaning against the wall. It was then that a girl, clearly 2 years younger came up to her.
"Are you really not afraid of You-Know-Who?" she asked in awe. Skye raised an eye brow and nodded.
"I've fought demons countless times." She said and there was a collective gasp.
"What… are they like?" A young boy asked. Skye looked down at him and smiled.
"Well, there are many different kinds. Fire, Spirit, man eating, wares, and… I've also fought wizards, warlocks, banshees…" they all gasped again.
"I heard that banshees steal peoples souls." Skye shook her head.
"No… they pin point those in grief. They call out to them with a scream which ultimately kills them. but if you're a witch yourself… well, it turns you into a banshee too." A girls eyes widened.
"What about wizards?" she asked looking to a group of boys.
"No. It only work with females. The wizards would die." She said softly. "But don't worry. They would not know of this place. Nor the demons. Otherwise my dad would shimmer here and tell me."
"Don't you mean apparate?" Said another young boy.
"No. shimmer. My dad is… well, technically dead. He is a demon." They crouded around her.
"You mean you are half witch and half demon?" A girl asked with big wide blue eyes. Skye smiled and nodded. "Wow! I've never seen an demon before! Do they have wings?" She asked. She was defiantly Slytherin.
"No. only those of hell. No the demons that I am half of, corrupt on earth. But my dad didn't. He fell in love with my mom. And my uncle is an angel. He doesn't have wings or anything, he just protects good witches. But because I am half demon… I don't need as much protecting."
"You uncle is an angel?" they all asked. She smiled again and nodded.
"Yup. He is married to my Aunt Piper. I have two cousins who are half angels too." She said thoughtfully.
"Your not evil, right?" asked a girl backing up.
"No. I protect people. But its hard. You don't get a life of your own when you have to protect innocents." They nodded.
"Mom and dad are worker in the ministery. They do something like that."
"Unfortunatly, you could die anyday during work." She said more to herself. They heard someone clear their throught and when they looked up, they saw Magonigul.
"Fallow me please." It was then that the large double doors opened, reavealing a large banquet hall. There were four long, large table laden with empty dishes and serving trays. There were floating candles above the tables. The ceiling was like a night sky and Skye smiled. This was pretty cool. They made their way up to a platform where Skye guessed the teacher ate and such. There sat a stool with a raggedy old hat. There was an open seem making it look like it could talk. Magonigul stepped upon the platform and cleard her throat.
"When I call your names, come up and sit on the stool to be sorted into your houses." Their was silence as all the first years started figeding. "Skye Halliwell!" She called. "This student will be going to third year automatically. I tell you all now." Skye walked up as whispers erupted. Magonigul gave a stern look and the whispers seceded. Skye sat down and the hat was placed on her head. It was then, she heard a whisper in her head.
"yes… the daughter of a demon and good witch. You would do well in Slytherin. But I see you have a knack for protecting people. Yes, you have helped many and killed many demons to help innocents." Skye didn't know how she felt about having a hat read her thoughts… or her past. "I see. Then…"
"Griffindor!" the hat screamed into the hall. All were silent until applause erupted in the left middle table. She got up and walked slowly to the table. She found an empty seat next to Hermione and sat down. Hemione smiled brightly and Skye received pats on the back.
"Well done. And in third year right away. You must be a pretty good witch to skip years." Said Fred… or was it George. She shrugged.
"I've fought demons and stuff my whole life… I guess they wanted me to be in the right year for my age so I can learn more than I would in year one or two." She stated plainly, as if fighting demons was no big.
"You have fought-?" George…. Fred… were speechless.
"Yes… I have. I am half demon myself. I already told Harry, Hermione, and Ron this." She smiled as they waited for the last of the students to be sorted. As they were, an old man Skye guessed to be Dumbledore, stood.
"As I have said every year, the dark forest is off limits to students unless with lessons. Yes, Lessons. You will have a new teacher this year. Hagrid, who will be teaching you Care for Magical Creatures." He said. Their was an applause as a giant burly man stood and waved. "With that said, let the feast begin." As if it had always been there, the serving plates and trays were laden with turkey, stuffing, pork, roast beef, veggies of all sorts, mashed potatoes and boats of gravy. It all smelled so delicious and Skye grinned. She got some food and started to eat.
"This has to be the first time anyone got to skip years. That's cool." Hermione said. Skye smiled up at her and then looked over at Ron and Harry. They were looking behind her and she looked back, curiously. There stood Malfoy, smirking.
"To bad you got into a second rate house. You would have done well in Slytherin. But I guess I can hang with one Griffindore. What do you say?" he asked.
"I say no." Skye scoffed and turned back to her food.
"A challenge. I like a good challenge." He said as her made to touch her hair.
"Go sit down. I don't have time for this crap. Nor do I have time for a little rich snob. Am I right? Your daddy has a lot of money? Made you to cocky." Malfoy turned pink with anger. "Wow, I hit a nerve. Go sit down." Skye said looking back at him coldly.
"This isn't over. I like a good challenge. Remember that." He turned on his heel and stomped off, with Crab and Goyle at his heels.
"Malfoy isn't going to give up." Harry said as he stared at her.
"That was wicked good, Skye. You sure made him mad, that was so cool." Ron said practically out of his seat in excitement. Skye smiled.
"Thanks." She finished eating and looked up as everyone else finished. Then some older students came to the end of each table and escorted the first years away while others got the other students to their dorms. Skye fallowed Harry, Hermione and Ron to a portrait. Hermione said the 'password, and Skye's eyes widened as the portrait answerd with an 'enter', and it swung open. They stepped into a cozy room with a blazing fire. Hermione took her hand and led her up the stairs to the girls dorm. It was a small room with five beds in it. She smiled as her cat leapt up at her and licked her cheek.
"Come on, lets go to bed." She pet the little cat on the head and went to bed.
Hope you liked it. ; been to long but this is a long chapter. R&R