Okay. For the first time, I might have to hold off on this fic. I'll be updating from time to time, cause I'm running two stories at a time. It won't be long and drawn out though. And I'm still trying to figure out what else to do with the story. This feels like a long one.
Chapter 11: Another New Student.
The following morning, the students were woken up earlier than usual and escorted to their houses. The Fat Lady and The Fisherman were found in the Tower a couple of hours earlier. The sleepy students walked on towards their houses. Harry didn't see Kareem when he finally rose up, so he caught up with Hermonie and Ron.
"How was your night?" asked Hermonie to the two boys.
"Bloody," said Ron. "There was this one student who was talking in his sleep."
"Who was it?"
"How should I know? He was wearing green. He must have been from America. Are all Americans so talkative?"
"No," said Harry unexpectantly answering Ron's question. Ron meant it to not be answered.
"I talked to someone from America last night. He told me a lot of things about their school."
"Like what?" asked Ron.
"Er…There school is under the Grand Canyon."
"The what?"
"It's a natural wonder," answered Hermonie. "It's in California and is made of-"
"Wait," cut in Ron. "Charlie may have told me about this. It's that big piece of rock over there?"
Hermonie sighed and Harry said,
"If that's how you want to put it."
"What's so wonderful about a big, cracked rock. Did they use magic?"
"No, Ron. They didn't."
"Then it shouldn't be that great."
Harry smiled from Ron not knowing much about the Muggle life.
"You really should take Muggle studies," said Hermonie. "It could help you a lot."
They continued their walk to their house and the prefect stood at the front of the Gryffindor crowd.
"Password," said The Fat Lady in a boring voice. She seemed to be staring off into space. Most likely thinking about her new love.
"Tea Wax," said the prefect.
The picture frame containing the Fat Lady, suddenly swung open. Barely missing the nose of the prefect leading the pack. Now where the painting used to be, there was a hole large enough for a human to fit through with ease.
The Gryffindor crowd started to move as they walked through the hole and entered the common room. The Head Boy gave his quick speech about the common room, and everyone traveled to their rooms to get settled.
They were still required to attend breakfast and start classes that morning, so the Gryffindors didn't have time to relax in their house.
As Harry, Ron and Hermonie walked down towards the Great Hall, someone called Harry's name. He twisted his head around to see Kareem, dressed in green as usual, with another African American boy with the same color attire.
"Hi, Kareem," greeted Harry and his two best friends turned around to see who he was talking to.
Kareem and his comrade reached the trio and Kareem introduced his friend.
"Hey. This is my friend, Allen. As you can tell, he's in Nero too."
"Hold on! You mean this is-" cut in Allen with wide eyes.
"Yeah. That's him. Calm your nerves. They're people walking by."
Harry had a slight smile on his face. His smile faded when he heard a slight and small cough from Hermonie.
"Oh. These are my friends, Ron Weasley and Hermonie Granger."
The two Afro American teenagers greeted back and Kareem started an interview with Ron.
"You're last name's Weasley? My uncle knows a…an Arthur Weasley. Is that your dad?"
"Yeah, it is," said Ron with a slight smile.
"Heard you're pretty good at chess. Ready for a challenge?"
Ron smiled and said with proud in his voice,
"Let me know when you find one."
Kareem smiled back and replied,
"We can do it after class. Just to let you know, I'm the best in my year. Almost the best in my school."
"It's true," broke in Allen. "He beat John Williams in a heartbeat. I haven't ever in my lifetime seen anyone so frustrated."
'John Williams'. That sounded familiar to Harry. Where had he heard that name before? He couldn't put his finger on it.
Harry then noticed Allen licking his lips very slowly. He looked in Allen's direction of vision and saw that he was looking at Hermonie, who had a confused and cold look on her face. Kareem noticed his friend and grabbed his collar.
"We'll see you later in the day. Maybe in a class. Ron. Me and you in chess."
Ron nodded with a smirk as the two walked off towards the Great Hall and the trio followed shortly after.
"What was that!" exclaimed Hermonie.
"Are you talking about his friend," asked Harry.
"Yes!" cried Hermonie again. "I don't know who he thinks I am!"
Harry smiled once again with Ron as they walked into the Great Hall.