Hey everyone, this is my first HP fanfic so please review, reviews make me happy, feel free to point out mistakes: )
Rating: K this story is pretty mild
Summary: It's Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts, and due to past happenings with You-Know-Who, the American Government of Magic has sent some assistance.
Disclaimer: I unfortunately, don't own Harry Potter, but I do own all the American students you will soon come to know.
Harry stepped off the train on to the Hogwarts platform. Behind him Harry heard
his two best friends quarreling about some unimportant thing he secretly thought even
they forgot what started it. He felt a smile form on his lips for a brief moment, but just as
soon as it was there, it melted into a look of disgust at the sight of a certain Draco Malfoy
stepping of the next car. Draco was ordering his two large oafish goons Crabe and Goyle
around. Harry headed towards the carriages with his two quarrelling friends close
behind.
"Harry," said Hermione stepping into the carriage, "Tell Ron he's an insensitive,
ignorant, fool!"
Harry laughed inwardly at this. "Ron," said Harry, a smile breaking through,
"You're an insensitive ignorant fool."
"Harry, oh forget it, you win Hermione." and with that Ron stepped into the
carriage mumbling about how moody girls were. "Harry," Ron started as the carriage
creaked into motion, "Did you hear about the Cannons' last quiditch game?"
"Sorry Ron, I meant to look in the Daily Prophet, but forgot."
"Oh," sighed Ron, but regaining happiness asked Hermione, "So, came up with
any new ideas for SPEW?"
Hermione shot Ron a deadly look and he backed off. There was an awkward
silence in the carriage. "Well," Harry said breaking the silence, "Wonder who the new
Defense Against the Dark arts teacher is going to be this year."
"You know," supplied Hermione, "I was just wondering the same thing."
"I don't care who the bloody hell it is," said Ron gruffly, "I know one thing for
sure, they can't be worse than Umbridge."
Harry laughed, "That is a safe bet." After a while, the carriage gradually slowed
to a stop and the trio climbed out.
Once everyone was seated Dumbledore stood and welcomed the returning
students in his own grand way. "Let me be the first to welcome you to another wonderful
year at Hogwarts. But now I would like to introduce you to your new Defense Against
the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Logan," he indicated a man with a brown crew cut and a
large smile, "He is here from America, along with his wife and daughter. After we sort
our first years I will explain, but now I believe we have some anxious ten and eleven year
olds waiting to be sorted."
Everyone seemed somewhat curious about the introduction the new professor was
getting, but still enjoyed the sorting ceremony. After the last child, Zeke Zygid, was
sorted, Dumbledore stood once again. "Welcome to Hogwarts, my young students, I
hope you all will enjoy your learning experience with us. Now I would like to inform
you of a new situation of our school, involving Professor Logan," Dumbledore once
again indicated the beaming man, "With the current events around here, the American
Government of Magic has sent us some of their aurors to assist us, and with aurors come
their families." Everyone knew Dumbledore was leading to something, and there was not
a sound in the room. "So, we have invited the young witches and wizards who are still in
need of their education to join us here. They will be sorted into houses and spend as long
as needed here. I trust they will be treated just as you would treat each other, but now if
you would be so kind Hagrid."
Hagrid opened the doors and a whole new group of students walked in. There
was whispering all over. McGonagall stepped up and started instructing the imported
students in the sorting process. "Harry," whispered Ron, "Think they got any girls our
age?" Harry was about to let out a laugh but he saw Hermione scowling, out the side of
his eye and held it in.
McGonagall pulled out her list. "Alex Almer." she said. A tall kid with long
black hair and a goofy smile stepped up, and was sorted into Gryffindor. The sorting
continued and the Hogwarts students were doing a good job welcoming the newcomers
with applause and cheers. About halfway through the list the new professor's daughter
came up. "PJ Logan." said McGonagall. A girl with long, wavy, sandy brown hair
stepped up with a sure look on her face. When she was sorted to Gryffindor she was met
with booming applause, and if it was possible her father was beaming even bigger than
before. She came and sat in the vacant seat next to Hermione. Once the clapping died
down and PJ's back was bruised by the patting from everyone, the sorting continued.
When the last child was finally sorted, Dumbledore stood, "Now I'm sure you're all quite
hungry now so I'm just going to say, to all of our new students, welcome, now let us
eat!"
The food appeared on the plates and as soon as that happened Ron jumped on it.
"Hello," said Hermione turning to PJ, "I'm Hermione Granger and welcome to
Hogwarts. These are my friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley." Ron looked up mid-
bite at the sound of his name.
"Hello," said PJ with a grin, "Nice to meet you all."
"Same 'ere." said Ron with a full mouth.
Hermione rolled her eyes at this rude act, and PJ laughed. "And you Harry, I
thought you looked familiar, nice to meet you."
Hermione turned towards PJ, "So, what year are you in?"
"Oh," said PJ swallowing a sip of pumpkin juice, "Sixth."
"This is wonderful!" said Hermione elated, "So are we!"
"That's awesome, I'm glad I'll have someone to show me the ropes." replied PJ.
"What ropes?" said Ron still hunched over his plate.
"She means the ways around the school, Ron, right?" supplied Harry.
"Yup." said PJ.
"Well," said Hermione, happy to add a new friend who was a girl to their group,
"We'll be happy to help you out."
"Much appreciated." said PJ nibbling on a biscuit.
"So," said Ron after swallowing a particularly large bite, "Your dad's the new
professor?"
"Mmhmm." hummed PJ.
"So any chance of good grades for his daughter's friends?" said Ron with a
hopeful glint in his eyes.
"Sorry," said PJ with a grin, "No such luck, he'll treat me, and my friends like
he'd treat anyone else." Hermione gave Ron another look.
"Sorry, I thought it was worth a shot." Ron said uncomfortably.
"So, any of you follow quiditch?" asked PJ.
"Yea," said Harry with a grin, "You too?"
"Sure, you catch the last game, the Cannons won, 320 to 280."
"No I didn't, but that's great!" said Harry.
"There was a party in my house that night, we had it on T.V." said PJ.
"You get quiditch on T.V?" said Harry amazed.
"Sure, we've got special one that has news and stuff from the wizarding world."
PJ replied. The chatting continued, and by the end of supper PJ fit quite well into the
group.
Dumbledore stood once again, "Now your schedules will be found on your bed in
the common rooms. Now first years, you will be following the prefects for your house to
your common room, this also goes for our new students from America, you are
dismissed, goodnight all!" Everyone stood up and started heading towards the large
doors.
"See you guys later." said Harry glumly.
"Bye Harry, come on PJ." said Hermione.
PJ looked at Harry, "I think I'll go with Harry, I've already got to look around
with my Dad, he can show me the common room."
"Ok," said Hermione, "The password is swizzle sticks." Hermione walked off
calling, "First years, and various students from America, please follow me."
"Thanks for coming with me, but you didn't have to." said Harry looking down at
PJ who was somewhat shorter than him.
"No it's fine I don't mind, I don't want to go around looking at stuff I've already
seen." said PJ with a smile. "So," said PJ once the crowd started to move, "Where is the
commonroom?"
"Behind a portrait." aid Harry.
"Ah," said PJ, "At my old school ours was behind a statue of Merlin. I was in the
Dragons, they were known for their courage, the Fawns were the kind group, then there
were the Eagles, the smart ones, and we had the Hydras, they weren't so great."
"Well I think I know which one Draco belongs in." said Harry.
"Who's Draco?" said PJ.
"Oh, you'll meet him later, unfortunately." said Harry.
"Oh," said PJ. The two walked over to the stairs and started up.
"Well," said Harry, "You play quiditch?"
"Yeah, I was seeker on the school team, we won every game last year, we had an
awesome team." replied PJ.
"Yeah, well I was the seeker on our team until last year when the Ministry sent us
a crazy lady to fill in for Defense Against the Dark Arts, she kicked me off." said Harry
grumpily.
"Bummer." said PJ sharing his grief.
They came upon the portrait of a rather large lady. "Password?" she said playing
with her hair trying to make it stay on top of her head.
"Swizzle sticks." Harry said. the portrait swung out and Harry stepped back
offering to let PJ in.
"Oh thank you very much." she said in a mocking elegant voice and she stepped
in and Harry followed laughing.
"And here's the common room," said Hermione leading in the new students
through the portrait hole, "Girls to find your beds just go up these stairs and your luggage
should be at the foot of your bed, and the same for you boys, just up those stairs." The
students went their separate ways to find their beds. Harry was sitting by the fire with
Seamus and Dean.
Hermione walked up with Ron trailing behind her, "Hey guys, where's PJ?"
"Oh," said Seamus, "The funny American girl?" Ron sat down with the group
propping up his feet.
"Yeah," Harry said, "She went up to the room to organize her stuff, or
something."
"Thanks, goodnight all." Hermione said waving on her way to her room. At the
top of the stairs she found the door open. She looked in and saw PJ sitting on the bed
next to hers reading.
"Hello," said PJ, "Just doing some reading." The book PJ held was about three
inches thick.
"You like reading too?" said Hermione stunned. "Yeah, sure, so you do too?"
"Well I figured Ron and Harry weren't, but I wasn't sure about you." said PJ,
closing her book. PJ swung her legs over the side of her bed and reached down. "Is there
a place to keep owls?" she said lifting up a cage holding a rather large horned owl. He
turned his big head and stared at Hermione with his large, luminous, hazel eyes and
crooked his head.
"Oh he's a sweet one." said Hermione smiling.
"Yeah. This is my third year with him; he gets his job done well. His name is
Clockwise, if you put him in front of a clock he sits there moving his head around with
the second hand. Here watch."
PJ took Clockwise out of his cage and put him on the bedside table where she had
put a clock. Just as said, Clockwise followed the seconds hand with his head in a
clockwise direction. "Come on Clockwise, I don't want you getting dizzy again." PJ
said.
"No you get to keep him in here." Hermione replied.
"Okay, thanks." PJ said. She put Clockwise back, and flopped over to the end of
the bed and grabbed the zipper on the backpack she brought. "Now, if you'll excuse
me," PJ said pulling her mp3 player out of her bag, "I'm tired, I've got some praying to
do and then I'm going to bed." She bounced back onto the pillows and stuck the ear buds
in her ears, and started to turn her mp3 player on.
"Oh, sure," said Hermione, "But first might I ask, is that an mp3 player?"
"Yeah, why?" said PJ, a confused look on her face.
"Oh I don't think electronics work here." said Hermione.
"Oh," said PJ smiling, "Well, lets just say I've got a certain charm to me, that'll
make it work, besides, I can hardly live without my music so it's for medicinal
purposes."
"Okay," said Hermione with a laugh, "I'll let you go to sleep then."
"Goodnight." yawned PJ and slowly drifted to sleep.
Well there's the first chapter, I hope you enjoyed it, remember, reviews make me happy! The next chapter will be up soon!