Chapter 2

'Wow' was all that Hermione could think as she looked upon what is supposedly Vollart School of Sorcery. In front of her was the most breath taking sight that she had ever seen! Surrounded by the ocean, and palm trees Vollart looked like a tropical paradise!

Hermione couldn't help but wonder if all Wizarding schools were amazing in there own ways. Hogwarts is… was… a castle that you would imagine in fairy tails, and now this! And the location. Hermione always was one for the warmer weather, and at Hogwarts it could be freezing!

'Man I wish that Harry and Ron were here to see this' Hermione thought eyes starting to sting at the thought of her best friends. She still hasn't gotten over the thought that they wont bug her about spending all if her time with her studies, her giving them advise when they are having girl problems, or any of the things that she wont ever get to do with them again.

By the end of this thought, Hermione had silent tears streaming down her cheeks. She had been trying not to think about her friends, because she knew that she would cry, and she knew that they wouldn't want her to morn over them for too long. It was very hard because in the back of her mind she always thought, 'why not me instead?', 'why did the have to leave me?', and 'what am I going to do?'.

"Stop it Hermione", she told herself "you can't do! Get a grip!".

Whipping of the remains of her tears, Hermione walked into her new home.

Two days! Only two days until the rest of the students arrived. Till she saw their reactions to having the last of the 'golden trio' grace their campus (like the Daily Prophet put it). Until more questions that held too painful of memories for her to answer.

She was suppose to walk in to the hall once all of the students of Vollart were seated and be given a piece of paper (AN this is an American school so they use pens and pencils and paper.) and a pen that when touched to the paper will write and announce to the hall what house she was to be placed in. There were -like Hogwarts- four houses for the students: Izac, Stephanie, Robert and Claira (pronounced Claire-a). Unlike Hogwarts the founders decided that they were going to use their first names to make this school less formal. The houses were almost replicas of the Hogwarts houses in their reputations. Izac's house is well known for their bravery and courage; Stephanie's is known for their kind hearts and forgiving nature; Robert's for their smarts and understandings of complicated things; then there was Claira's house. Claira's is where it was the difference. While still having many Slytherin qualities, they were also known for their Gryffindor like courage, and Ravenclaw brilliance. This house also wasn't SO obsessed about being pureblood, but they still thought that being pureblood was better than anything else.

Hermione wasn't sure which house she would want to be placed in yet. Somewhere inside her she knew that Izac (the Gryffindor like one) wasn't the one for her. After the war and what she had to witness, had made her pretty cold and closed of to the people around her. The professors at Vollart had been trying to get her to come out of her depression like state for weeks during the summer, but nothing seemed to work. The old Hermione just didn't appeal to her anymore.

The lack of possibilities at being put into Izac lowers her possible choices. She was sure that she wasn't going to be put into Stephanie's house because it defiantly didn't fit her personality now. Thus leaving Robert and Claira left. Both houses were possible for her, but for some reason she was drawn towards Claira. She couldn't explain why but she felt that this was where she was going to be placed.

Suddenly she realized that she was more nervous about this than she was when she was being sorted at Hogwarts!