I just thought I would post the first two chapter so i could get a general idea of what people thought of how things were going so far. I do have the next two chapters written and I'm currently working on the fifth chapter. I hope to get some good reveiws, maybe even some flames so I know what to improve on. Well.. Read and enjoy, kiddies. Reand and enjoy.
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The entire train ride had been a silent one, despite the yelps and curses that often escaped from the fighting twins. They only took a break to eat and to change into their robes. It never truly stopped until the train came to a silent hault, and the students began to unload from the train.
Angelina often broke her silence with Katie to start up small conversations, but it was quite obvious the girls had absolutely nothing to talk about. Both were too worked up about going to this school. When Katie stood up to leave the train, she could feel herself shaking all over. She had never been this nervous in her life!
Eleven years old, and she was already having a mid-life crisis, or what she thought was a mid-life crisis. Did this mean she would die at twenty-two? Barely even beging to live? Katie turned a sickly pale green as she, along with many other green faced first years' were herded over to the boats that would carry them across the lake. The large man who herded the group of first year students, could have easily been mistaken for two very large, very thick men. Possibly more.
Katie climbed into the same boat Fred, George and Angelina had, being that they were the only students she knew, even if it was just their names. After all the newest students of Hogwarts were loaded up and ready to go, they floated slowly toward the castle.
There were candle lights in the massive structure just ahead of them. It gave the ancient castle a ghastly and eerie glow. It looked as though no happiness could possibly come from such a place, but at the same time, it looked warm and inviting. Beside her, she could feel the other three occupants of the boat staring at the castle in awe. Possibly every first year student was. It wasn't exactly a structure one could simply pass and not marvel at. Not at first sight anyway.
In no time at all, the young witches and wizards were all standing in the Great Hall, which was just as massive as the castle itself. They were all lined up, anxiously bouncing about, waiting to find out what house they would be placed in. Oh no! Katie had completely forgotten about the house selection process! What would it be like? Would it involve doing magic of some sorts? Her parents hadn't allowed her to do magic over the summer. She bit her lower lip anxiously as she awaited her fate.
As many others were, Katie found herself staring unbelievably at a shabby old hat, placed on a three legged stool. A stern looking woman, who was called Professor McGonagall. The hat on her head was in mint condition. The edged stabbed into the tense atmosphere, and her stern, thin-lipped look, didn't at to anyone's comfort. "When I call your name, please step up to the stool. The sorting hat will be placed on your head, and you shall be sorted into your house."
There seemed to be an endless stream of students with their last name starting with the letter, 'A,' but the time finally came when her name was called. She blinked a few times before her brain could actually process the fact that her name had been called. It took much longer for legs to carry her to the sorting hat.
Just before she reached the three legged stool and the sorting hat, she tripped and fell to her hands and knees. To her utter embaressment, the Great Hall errupted with laughter. Once again, Katie found herself turning three or four shades of red.
The Great Hall only silenced when a very miffed Professor McGonagall demanded silence. With her blush in full bloom, and with the reputation of the-girl-who-fell-over-thin-air-during-the-sorting-hat-ceremony, Katie proceeded to the three legged stool, then sat on it. She closed her eyes, waiting for the old hat to place her.
The hat shouted her house alloud. That along with the applause of her new housemates, combine with the laughing and jeering of other, less gracious houses, rang loudly in her ears. She felt herself get up from the stool and yank the hat away from her blonde head. She put that hat down and raced to her table, smiling brilliantly. She had gotten into the house her parents had been in when they went to Hogwarts, and it felt-- well-- BRILLIANT!!
She seated herself next to the others who had been sorted into her house as well. One of the older students reached over and clapped her over the shoulder, greeting her warmly, "Welcome to Gryffindor!" Katie couldn't help but smile that an older student had gone out of his way to greet her, but something made her blush. She recognized that accent anywhere. It was her savior from the train.
As Katie opened her mouth to say something, someone sat down next to her, and instantly a crowd of warm greetings was poured out to the newest student now seated next to her. The sorting ceremony ended with the Weasley twins, who were sorted into Gryffindor house, much to Katie's entertainment. Angelina Johnson had also been sorted into Gryffindor. So far, things were looking to be a good start.
The feast was bigger than anything Katie had ever seen, and the dishes never went empty. They would instantly refill, as would their goblets filled with pumpkin juice. A few first year students had re-arranged themselves to sit with those they already knew. Angelina sat directly in front of Katie and between the Weasley twins, who attempted to start a fight over who got the last bit of roasted potatoes.
To Katie's right sat a dark skinned boy, who encouraged the rough housing between Fred and George with laughter. Katie rolled her eyes, there would definately be trouble if this guy and the Weasley twins ever became friends. To her left sat a girl who spoke to Angelina about Quidditch.
"What about you, Katie? Who's your favorite team?" Angelina attempted to direct Katie into the conversation, but the small blonde wished she hadn't. When Katie answered softly, the girl to her left, Alicia Spinnet, and Angelina leaned forward. "What was that? Didn't hear you."
"I don't like Quidditch," she answered a bit louder this time. This time the three boys turned their attention to her, gaping openly.
A bit of pumpkin juice dribbled down George's chin, or was it Fred? She didn't know, but Katie did know that she didn't like being stared at. The boy to her right, Lee Jordan, was first to break the ice. "How can you not like Quidditch? Quidditch is the sweet nector of life!"
"It's more important than breathing!" Fred and George said at the same time, but before anyomre could be added to the Quidditch factor, the food before them was replaced by deserts of all kinds. The new foods took over the minds of the boys, but the girls studied Katie with their heads cocked to one side.
Angelina spoke first, "Is that you don't like Quidditch, or you've just never seen a match?"
"Oh George! That treacle tart looks fabulous!" Katie quickly reached over the table and grabbed it right from his hands. To avoid any further questionings about Quidditch, she quickly stuffed the treat into her mouth. Then another. And another. And a few more.
It had been a miracle Katie had even been able to get to the common room that night, with all the different deserts she had eaten. She was awefully pale, and her stomach groaned its complaints. A few times, she thought she would be sick right there, but she couldn't wretch infront of everyone! She would defaintely make no friends that way.
Her stomach let out rather loud growl, and the dull wave of sickness completely washed over her. Cupping her hand over her mouth, she hurried across the emptying common room. Her head was lowered, and she wasn't exactly sure where the lavitrine would be, but even if she found a waste basket or something, that would be enough to relieve herself in. But instead of finding a waste basket or the loo, she found only her Scottish savior.
"Oof!" He let out a small groan as her head made gentle contact with his stomach. He looked down at her and shook his head, "Twince in one day, kid. I'm really starting to think that there's some sort of--" but Katie couldn't hear the rest. She had to hurry away before she wretched all over him.
As she ran off, the boy simply shook his head and wandered off to his own dorm for a good night's rest. "Strange girl," he muttered as he vanished behind the door.
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Trying to have a general flow with the story.. Kinda hoping I'm not moving too fast, not too slow, but just right. You know?
Lemme know what you think about how things are going so far. Just wanna know if I should keep going with what I have or abandon it and go for something else at a totally new angle.
Well, peace out kiddies.
-Richi Sama-