hey, so PLEASE READ THIS THANK YOU VERY MUCH.The A/Ns will be deleted a day after this chapter goes up. And I saw someone ask if this will follow canon, fyi, no yes? It kinda does but doesn't at the same time, there will be spots in the story that will be different and some that are the same, following how certain events and build-ups, but I won't spoil too much. (lmao why did I add the shipping tag I am such an idiot-)anyways I am back and I seriously hope that my writing is better than a few months ago.anyways thanks for sticking around fellas! I'll also start adding Trigger warnings at the start of each chapter just in case! And please feel free to leave advice or just yell at me for being awful or just compliments, reviews make my serotonin go brrrrr
"RAVENCLAW"
Silence, absolute stunned silence followed by that statement, Harry did a quick skim around the hall to take in their reactions. Well, he thought to himself, I guess that wasn't expected...
He hopped off the stool and walked over to the table decked in Blue and Bronze decorations, that seemed to break them out of their stupor, as said table started cheering, very, very loudly. He quickly brought up his hand to cover his ears and hissed in annoyance.
He quietly slid into a seat and looked over at the Professors, Mcgonagoll shook her head and blinked a few times before continuing to read off another name,
Professor Dumbledore? Harry guessed by the way the man looked, white long beard and weird wizarding fashion, He did look like the man in the chocolate frog card
Yeah.. That was probably him...
He had a quite puzzled look on his face, like an elementary student being handed a College levelled math exam.
He had to admit he almost laughed.
Almost.
Ronald, who he had befriended on the train was staring at him like he was some sort of alien (Are their aliens in the Wizarding World?
Probably)
The Gryffindor table seems to be having some sort of mental break down, it was quite silly. They were telling and throwing food.
Why did they care so much about his house anyway? It was none of their business...
People are strange, it seems wizards and witches were no exception... Oh well.
"Hey" A voice said next to him, he turned and saw a young boy, with rather long and messy dark brown, almost black hair and tan skin. Square glasses lay on his lightly freckled nose and grey eyes lay behind the frames.
"I'm Keen, Jonathan Keen" He said offering his hand to Harry.
Harry stared at his hand for awhile before deciding to take it.
"Potter, Harry Potter" Harry said and couldn't help but quip "But I'm sure you knew that"
He was pleased when the corner of Jonathan's lips quirked up at his quip. Ah and so it seeems your Social skill aren't that bad eh Harry?
"I though you were suppose to be in Gryffindor? I read all the books, you know" Ahh of course Jonathan read the books. After all, he is a Ravenclaw, isn't he?
"Not all of the books are Accurate" He said shortly and zoned back into the sorting.
"GRANGER, HERMIONE"
"RAVENCLAW"
Harry zoned out again (What? It was boring!) as he scanned the hall, trying to memorize each of his housemates
"WEASLEY, RONALD"
oh?
"RAVENCLAW!"
Oh.
A confused looking red head sat down nearby harry, and once again the hall was silent. And-
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL??"
Yep, the Gryffindors are outraged yet again.
Maybe it was for the best he wasn't in that house.
And soon, the feast began as food appeared, honestly? Harry wasn't that surprised he literally was a wizard. And dear God he was hungry. He dug into his food as the students started chattering loudly.
Sorry for short chapter! Really didn't have anything in mind for this one.