A/N: Okay so I have discussed this with Liz…This chapter is a little wild because I know that Dumbledore wouldn't allow girls and boys to sleep in the same room together without supervision…but blah. I'm a cheesy fanfic girl that like love and cliché and chick flicks…annnnd so its gonna flow like that:-D I also thought about this…this is going to be a screwed up fanfic, but It's taking place during 5th year…and I think it's sort of going to block out the things that happen, but I might change that. Liz and I will consult with each other about this.
All the students filed out of the carriages and walked into the castle to greet their friends that they had missed over the summer. Kiera was walking towards the Great Hall with Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny around her, proudly leading the group. She smirked to herself when she felt glances on her, whether or not they were good or bad.
"I wonder who she is…" A Hufflepuff whispered.
"She must be in Slytherin…but then why are the Golden Trio and Ginny Weasley around her?" Another voice said.
"If you look close enough, she sorta looks like Snape." A boy said.
Another Hufflepuff stared at her, with her eyebrows knit together, concentrating on identifying her. "She does! Do you think they're related by any chance?"
"Maybe," A boy said.
Kiera took a seat down at the Gryffindor table rolling her eyes at the hushed whispers and began to talk to the four.
"Am I some royalty or something? I'm just a normal girl going to Hogwarts...that just happens to be related to Severus Snape." She laughed, "Hogwarts looks so much different with all the students around," She said with a smile.
"Well you do get used to it after a while…not that I've ever been here really alone, but I guess you could say being out late at night could be the same thing," Ron said.
Hermione's face brightened up, "There's so many facts to know about Hogwarts! Did you know that the ceiling in here is enchanted! Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago! But the precise date isn't known. The Four greatest wizards of the age made four houses named after each other! Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Raven---."
"Hermione, if we wanted to know the history of Hogwarts, we would've read Hogwarts a History! Thank you very much, Human Dictionary," Ron said.
That immediately shut Hermione up. She just turned around and began to talk with Ginny. Kiera heard a rather large groan next to her. She turned to find the source of the peculiar noise. There sat Ron holding his stomach, looking like he was about to kill.
"Bloody hell…when is the damn feast going to start! I'm so hungry!" He whined and groaned again.
She smiled and rolled her eyes, "Honestly Ron, how much did you eat before you came here?"
He had a pensive look on his face, "He had pretty much the whole cart that the lady was selling on the train," Harry butted in.
She smiled again and laughed at Ron, "How can you be hungry…you're eating constantly but always seem to be wanting more food…"
He began to answer but Hermione smacked him lightly upon the shoulder, pointing to the front. Dumbledore was standing at the podium with a smile on his face, waiting for silence.
"Welcome students! Now we will have the sorting in a matter of minutes. There will be some new changes at Hogwarts this year, but now is not the time for explaining. You will watch the sorting and then we will enjoy our excellent feast!" He said, eyes twinkling. Another small groan was heard from Ron, beside her. Dumbledore sat back down in his chair and waited for the new students to arrive.
Just then, the massive doors to the Great Hall opened, and Professor McGonagall lead the students inside the hall. Some of them looked excited, but the majority looked scared. Kiera smiled to herself, watching the little First Years group around the front of the hall by a stool with a hat sitting on it.
"When I call your name, come up here and sit on the stool. I will then place the Sorting Hat on your head and it will tell you what house you belong in." McGonagall announced. "Ackman, Emily."
A small brown haired girl stepped up to the stool and sat down patiently. Within a minutes time, the Sorting Hat shouted out, "HUFFLEPUFF!" The girl smiled and walked over to her house.
"Adams, Nathaniel." She said. A medium sized boy stepped up to the stool looking smug. She placed the hat on his head, not a moment later the hat shouted out, "SLYTHERIN!" The boy grinned and strutted over to the Slytherin table.
The Sorting kept on going until Zabini, Isabelle was called into Slytherin.
"That Zabini kid has a sister?" Ron asked, looking over at a short girl with long raven hair who was walking to the Slytherin table to sit next to her older brother.
"Apparently," Hermione answered. Ron was clutching his fork, ready for his food. Dumbledore stepped up to the podium again to begin his speech when a loud yell erupted.
"FINALLY!" Ron shouted. He then covered his mouth with wide eyes, in realization to what he said.
Dumbledore merely smiled and began to talk. "Welcome students! Old and new, to the beginning of a new year here at Hogwarts! I hope all of you are glad to be back. Now, as I said earlier, there will be a few changes this year. To promote house unity, we have set up a new system with the houses. Each of you will be 'Sorted' with one other person by the Sorting Hat, to live with for the rest of the year." There were hushed whispers around the Hall, some of them angry, some of them confused. "You and your partner will find another pair to stay with. The person the Sorting Hat chooses for you will be someone that you share the same qualities with. Tonight there will be the regular houses. These effects will take place, starting next Monday. The Sorting will take place tomorrow evening after dinner. This is only for Third Year's and up. So your common rooms may be a bit lighter. First and Second Years, go on like you normally would. I don't believe that this will change too many things. On another note, Mr. Filch would like for me to remind you about the objects banned at Hogwarts this year. The list will be posted outside of his office including Fanged Frisbees and most jokes and tricks from Zonkos, while Dueling in the corridors is of course still banned. Quidditch Tryouts will be held on the twelve day of September. Notices will be handed out and put in your Common Room. I think that is about it for now!" He clapped his hands together, his blue eyes surveying the room, "Now, Let us enjoy our wonderful feast!"
Ron's eyes widened when the plate's filled themselves with assortments of food, and he began grabbing everything in sight. Hermione flinched and looked away when she saw this. "Vile…Disgusting" was quietly heard from her. Kiera laughed to herself and began serving her own dinner.
"What do you think Dumbledore's up to?" Ginny asked.
"No clue, House Unity apparently. Thinks that this will actually change anything between Slytherin and Gryffindor."
A medium sized boy with large teeth and ears that stuck out, came and sat next To Ron.
"Hello Neville how was your summer?" Hermione asked the boy.
"Oh it was fine. Quite boring…I told Gran' that I wanted to go to the States, but all she wanted to do was stay here. I heard that they have even more plants than we have here in England!" Neville replied.
"I heard the United States are fascinating." Hermione said.
Hermione and Neville began to commute about America, while Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Kiera talked about Quidditch and other things.
"So Kiera are you going to try out for the Quidditch Team?" Harry asked.
She shrugged and took a bite of chicken, "I was thinking about it. But if I did, I'd be afraid that I'd take your place," She grinned.
He laughed, "Sorry Kiera, Seeker is my position. I was thinking that you'd be good at Chaser." He said.
"I know. I was planning on it. It'd be nice. I've really gotten into Quidditch lately—" Kiera turned to look at Ginny who tapped her shoulder. "What's wrong…?"
Ginny grinned and pointed to Ron. There he sat, his forehead against the table, groaning. His plate was half full, but still had a lot of food on it. Ron was mumbling things under his breath. Kiera had to put a hand over her mouth to stop from laughing. She took a bite of potatoes.
"Ron…are you…erm, alright?" Kiera asked.
"Yeah mate, you don't look too good," Harry added.
Ron groaned again, "I think I ate too much…" he said.
Kiera laughed, "I say its time you stop and go to bed."
"Yes mother." Ron answered and walked slowly out of the Great Hall.
After everyone was well fed, they walked up to their Common Rooms. Most of the younger students went up to their Dormitories while others stayed up and talked.
"'Night Ginny." Kiera said, watching Ginny walk up the stairs. "I actually already have myself a new Common Room. It's really nice…except the fact that I have to share it with that girl…whatever her name was. I guess I'll be staying in here for a few nights though…" She said, trailing off.
"Which one?" Hermione said, raising an eyebrow.
"Which girl? Oh, Millicent Bulpark or something like that. I got sorted with her right after I got sorted into Gryffindor. She wasn't there though. I wonder what she looks like." She said.
"Bulpark…do you mean Bulstrode?" Hermione asked.
Kiera nodded, "That was it…weird name but oh well…"
"I don't like that girl. She nearly ripped my head off during Second Year, and I don't think her cat likes me either," Hermione said, stealing a glance at Harry and Ron. The pair grinned.
"Oh…really? Well maybe I can tame her." Kiera said smirking.
"I wonder why you got put with that cow. You would think it'd be Parkinson and Bulstrode…not you and Bulstrode," Hermione asked, while reading an article in The Daily Prophet.
Kiera shrugged, "Maybe it was al the Slytherin characteristics. I really thought that I was bound to be in Slytherin. Not Gryffindor."
"Maybe." Hermione said.
Ron and Harry were talking quietly in a corner away from the girls.
"What are you two up to?" Hermione asked, putting her hands on her hips.
The two looked up. "Oh nothing. Just talking about who we think we may get sorted with." Harry said quickly.
"Right." Hermione said, not looking completely satisfied. "I think I'm going off to bed…or maybe to study. Something like that in my room. Goodnight."
'Night 'Mione' Echoed throughout the room.
"So Ron, do you play Quidditch?" Kiera asked, stretching out on the couch, placing her hands behind her head.
Ron nodded slowly, still full from dinner. "I play keeper. I'm not that good, but you could say I play." He said.
"Well that's cool…I guess?" She covered her mouth and yawned, "Well I think I'm off to bed…I've been really tired lately. Wild day too, I was up at 3, waiting for you lot…too bad I didn't know you came in the afternoon." She said, laughing in the process. The pair laughed and smiled at her.
Kiera walked over to Ron and gave him a hug. "Night dork," She said and grinned.
She then walked over to Harry and gave him a hug as well, but they held the embrace a bit longer than needed. "Have a good night," She said smiling.
"Night Kiera. Sweet Dreams." Harry replied, his cheeks slowly flushing.
Kiera walked up the stairs lazily and sat on her bed, spread out.
This is going to be harder than I thought…why does he have to be so cute...Oh well. I'll follow through. She laughed quietly. I do love it here though, Amazing. She thought and fell into a peaceful sleep, a smile upon her face, not hearing the small conversation being held in the Common Room.
Ron stretched out on the floor and watched as the last of the House walked upstairs. Harry sat in the chair in a daze, thinking of Kiera.
Why does she have this effect on me? Why her…there's just something different about her. She's beautiful in every way. But I say there's something…just not right…---
His thoughts were disrupted with a hand being waved in front of his face.
"Earth to Harry! Is anyone alive in there?" Ron said, with an eyebrow raised.
Harry shook his head and nodded, "Sorry. I kind of zoned out," he replied.
Ron nodded and grinned, "Harry mate, I have a question."
"Erm…alright." Harry said hesitantly.
"Do you fancy Kiera?" Ron asked.
"What makes you think that?" Harry said, a little too quickly.
Ron shrugged, "I don't know…they way you look at her. You have some weird look in your eyes."
Harry shook his head, "Uhh. No, she's just a…a friend." He said.
Ron watched Harry for a moment and shrugged his theory off, still unconvinced. "I'm going to go to bed. Maybe my stomach will settle down overnight," Ron said, grinning.
"Night Ron. I'll be up in a minute." Harry replied. Ron nodded and proceeded up the stairs and into their dorm.
What is wrong with me? Am I that obvious? Oh god…if Ron could see how I felt, I wonder what Kiera has seen. Oh no. He put his head in his hands. I need to do something about this. He then stood up and walked into his room, already hearing the snores coming from Ron's bed.