First Steps at Hogwarts
Part of the Story "at Hogwarts" series
-in which characters, problems and motives are introduced and dealt with...or Not
(somewhat connected to Crimson--done by kira who is almost done writing it)
a short DISCLAIMER:
the amount of things i don't own in the world would blow your mind!
such as Senor Harry Potter and his delightful world magic and sheep
It was James turn; she was last on the list.
Taking a deep breath, she climbed the stairs and made her way to the stool of destiny.
Both her friends now sat at the Gryffindor table, smiling and waving at her. She hoped she would be so lucky, but she wasn't so certain.
It would be just her luck if she was put in to some crappy house all alone.
"Wow there's a lot of students at this school." She muttered to herself as she turned lowing herself on the stool.
She always had the worse luck, ever since she was little. Things always seemed to go wrong when she was around, though being able to come to Hogwarts was one of the first few good things to have happened to her.
Imagine out of all the students at her school that she and Meg would have been chosen to transfer to the best wizarding school in all of Britain.
What luck!
She had been working hard to get here tonight, and she dissevered it. Several years of brain crunching homework and test had put Meg and herself here. Top of their old school they had new challenges to look forward to. Well James had new challenges to look foreword to; she still didn't fully comprehend how Meg made it here, but…no matter.
As the shadow of the hat fell over her body, James got ready for the fight of her life. She wanted to be in Gryffindor, she disserved it.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat yelled before even touching her head.
"Hey what about me?" James screamed over the already loud crowd leading her from the stage to the table. "Do I get any say in the matter?"