Chapter 3
Sigrid watched as the students got sorted into their house's, one by one. She was wondering when her name was going to be called while avoiding looking over at the Gryffindor table and at Dumbledore. She also didn't want to look at her aunties boyfriend.
Instead, she kept her head down and played with her ring, only looking up when a name was called to be sorted. Playing with the ring reminded Sigrid of a time before the war in her hometown. It was those memories that she always kept close to her heart, the memories of when her father asked if she wished to join him doing some blacksmithing. They were the days back when she still had her voice. Before the war broke out.
Flashback
"Flamme"
"Ja, ngkaqatahaera!" (Yes, father?). Sigrid ran out from the house when she heard her father's voice at the front door. It was still early morning, but she was already awake, it was always a habit of hers and continued especially after what happened to her.
"Dao yaou ncaisaha tao gao tao tahae balaqacakasamaitaha taodaqaya?" (Do you wish to go to the blacksmith today?)
Sigrid looked at her father with wide eyes and a wide smile. Her father only laughed upon seeing his daughters gleeful face when she heard that she could go with to the blacksmith.
"I caqana gao tao tahae balaqacakasamaitaha?" (I can go to the blacksmith?)
"Ja, barnlille"
"Daida yaou barainaga yaoura daqaugatahaera tao tahae samaitaha?" (Did you bring your daughter to the smith?) A new voice came up behind the father and daughter. The father's face split into a huge grin upon hearing the voice behind them.
"Ja maotahaera. Ewaena ngkaqatahaera ncailala jaoina usa tao tahae samaitaha" (Yes, Mother. Even father will be joining us to today in the smithy)
The woman smiled brightly when her granddaughter jumped with delight when she heard that her grandfather would be joining them to the smithy. "Ncaelala, lille blomst. Dao yaou ncaisaha tao jaoina ncaitaha yaoura ngkaqatahaera qanada garaqanadangkaqatahaera?" (Well, little flower. Do you wish to join your father and grandfather?")
"Ja!"
Hearing the little girl exclaim with so much enthusiasm, they couldn't help but chuckle. Again, her father could hear a few new voices nearby. He looked around to try and find where the voices were coming from, finally spying on one of his brothers and sisters coming from around the corner.
"Ah, isana'ta sahae sao paraecaiousa. Daona'ta yaou tahainaka, Dagny?" (Ah, isn't she so precious? Don't you agree to Dagny?)
"Ja, qagaraee" (Yes, I agree)
The mother of eight children looked at her daughter with a smile and started to shake her head and chuckle softly. Slowly she leaned down to her granddaughter's level and looked into her eyes. "Ncaelala tahaena barnlille, ncae batataera haqaeva saomae baraeqakangkaqasata ngkairasata. Daona'ta ncaqanata yaou haqawae qana emapatanca sataomacahaqa qarae ncae?" (Well then little one, we better have some breakfast first. Don't want you to have an empty stomach, do we?")
"Nai! Garaqanadamaotahaera!" (No, Grandmother!)
The woman chuckled and ushered her granddaughter to have some breakfast before she headed off with her father and grandfather to the smith. "Viggo, haqawae saomae baraeqakangkaqasata ngkairasata. Yaoura ngkaqataharae ncailala caomae daoncaqa sahaoratalaya, tahaena yaou caqana gao tao tahae samatahaita, ja?" (Viggo, have some breakfast first. Your father will come down shortly, then you can go to the smith, yes?)
"Ja, maotahaera" (Yes, mother)
"Flamme, caomae. Dao yaou ncaqanata tao taraya tao maqakae saomaetahainaga ncaitaha mae?" (Sweetheart, come. Do you want to try to make something with me?) The father asked his daughter right after he had done with smithing a sword for his twin brothers.
Sigrid gave her father the towel with her wide eyes and started to grin at her father, while her grandfather started to add some cameras nearby so that he could show it to his wife and his children about his granddaughter first smiting.
"I caqana?" (I can?)
"Ofa caourasae yaou caqana, lille kronblad. Mae qanada garaqanadangkaqatahaera ncailala gauidae yaou ina daoinaga ncahaqata yaou ncaqanata tao do" (Of course you can, little petal. Me and grandfather will guide you in the proper steps to make what you want to)
"Raeqalalaya, ngkaqatahaera? I caqana maqakae saomaetahainaga tahaqata I ncaqanata?" (Really, father? I can make something that I want?)
"Ja, flamme"
Sigrid looked at her father and grandfather with her beautiful innocent wide smile that the Z'ev's loved so much. The smile was enough to make the boiling blood in the Z'ev family melt like a chocolate. Without wasting anytime, Sigrid ran back to where she sat previously and showed both her father and her grandfather what she wished to make.
"Caqana I maqakae tahaisa tancao ngkaqatahaera, garaqanadangkaqatahaera? (Can I make this two father, grandfather?)
Both adults looked at the paper that little Sigrid gave them with wide eyes. One of the pictures showed a simple ring but there was a carving on the ring, both adults looked at the carving with amazement. While the carving was a small one of just their name, but the way to carve it will be difficult for Sigrid, with how elegant the lettering was. It was the most elegant things that both the Father and Grandfather had ever seen. The carving on the outside said Sigrid Z'ev, meanwhile, on the inside, Camellia would be carved.
Meanwhile, the second picture was of a necklace, but the necklace is in a vertical plate with their little one's name, Sigrid Z'ev, meanwhile on the other side was Camellia. The adult looked at the pictures and their little Sigrid with amazement, whoever thought that their little one was able to produce such beautiful yet simple designs for what she wanted to make.
"Isa tahaisa ncahaqata yaou ncaisaha tao dao, lille fugl?"(Is this what you wish to do, little bird?) The grandfather looked at his granddaughter evenly, he wanted to if his granddaughter was able to do it. Indeed, the Z'ev family was quite crafty with their hands and ideas, but to see first-hand the pictures that his granddaughter had drawn, it was a gift that he would keep close to his heart, always.
"Ja, garaqanadangkaqatahaera" (Yes, grandfather.)
"Ncaelala, laeta'sa naota ncaqasatae qanayataimae tahaena. Mae qanada yaoura ngkaqatahaera ncailala sahaowa yaou haowa tao dao ita, bauta paraomaisae mae, yaou nckailala bae caraengkaula, daona'ta palaqaya qaraounada qanada ngkaolalaonca ncahaqata mae qanada ncaoura ngkaqatahaera inasataraucata yaou tao dao, okaqaya lille ulv" (Well, let's not waste anytime then. I and your father will show you how to do it but promise me, you will be careful, don't play around and follow what I and your father instruct you to do, okay little wolf?)
"Ja!"
"Paraomaisae?" (Promise?)
"Paraomaisae!" (Promise!)
"I daida ita! Ngkaqatahaera! Garaqanadangkaqatahaera, laooka, looka, I daida ita!" (I did it! Father! Grandfather, look, look, I did it!)
Sigrid show her finish ring and the pendant that she making. The adult chuckle upon seeing her enthusiasm. Her father starts to carrying Sigrid, while she shows her father what she has accomplished.
"Laooka ngkaqatahaera, I daida ita!" (Look, father, I did it!) Sigrid exclaim with her wide grin. The father laughs upon seeing his daughter how enthusiasm she is. "Ja, elskede. Yaou daida ita, caonagaraqataulaqataionasa, flamme." (Yes, love. You did it, congratulations, sweetheart) Right after he said this, Viggo kissed his daughter's head.
"Dao yaou ncaisaha tao sahaowa tao otahaerasa qata dainanaera, flamme?" (Do you wish to show the others at dinner, sweetheart?)
"Ja!"
"Baengkaorae tahaqata, barnlille. Haerae I maqadae saomaetahainaga ngkaora yaoura paenadaqanata" (Before that, little one. Here I made something for your pendant) Her grandfather walked to where his son and his granddaughter were standing. Carefully he took the pendant from his granddaughter and slid it on to the chain he had made for her, carefully placing it around her neck.
"Naonca yaou haqawae qa faulala naecakalaqacae tao ncaeqara" (Now you have a full necklace to wear.) Once it was secure he looked over to the clock nearby. "Ncaelala ita saeemasa ita'sa qalamaosata dainanaera taimae. Baetataera rauna qalaonaga tao haomae, gao taqakae qa sahaowaera, flamme. Mae qanada yaoura ngkaqatahaera ncailala baqacaka haomae sahaoratalaya. (Well it seems it's almost dinner time. Better run along home, go take a shower, sweetheart. I and your father will back home shortly)
End Flashback
"Sigrid Z'ev"
Sigrid woke up from her happy memories when the lady with a pointy hat looked over at her while calling her name. She looked around from the corner of her eyes, she could see that she was the only first-year left to be sorted.
Without wasting anytime, she took a deep breath and walked to where she had to sit to be sorted. She saw her aunt's boyfriend give her a small smile, which she returned. She knew that he normally had a stoic mask, but whenever he was with her aunt, she could clearly see that he enjoyed their time together. Sometimes when there were spending time together, her aunt would ask for Sigrid to join them as well.
Because of the time spent with her aunt's boyfriend, Sigrid had become interested in potions. Her aunt's boyfriend had taken the time to teach her potions. Not only that but at a young age, she was able to produce a rare potion which only her family was able to use. She then went on to create the wolfsbane potion, which she gave to one of her uncles, she also gave the potion to her aunt's boyfriend.
She looked over to where Dumbledore sat, he gave her a small smile and nodded for her to take the hat. Again, she took a deep breath and sat on the chair while the lady with the pointy hat, placed the talking hat on her head.
"Ah, right, Sigrid Z'ev. I see that you have been through quite an ordeal when you were still a baby. No child should have had to taste what you have been through" Sigrid snorted internally, no, no child should have suffered through what she had. But it had already happened, she needed to get on with her life, but she would never forget what that woman had done to her. Not even in a million years.
'Perhaps you should just keep on going with the sorting, I don't mean to be rude. But I don't wish to remember that moment. If you do not mind, I wish for you to never speak of that certain memory of mine, to anyone. Ever.'
"Ah, I do apologize young Z'ev. It seems you are quite intense, just like any other Z'ev that I have met. If you wish to not speak of that memory then I should apologize for seeing it. Let's start the sorting."
Sigrid thanks the hat with a soft smile, she didn't hear the boys and girls 'aww' at her. Meanwhile, her aunt's boyfriend rolled his eyes internally. He knew that little Sigrid's smile can melt anyone like melted chocolate, even himself, and if he didn't stay strong, she would be able to get to him as well. Lord save him, just seeing his witch and her niece smile is enough to make his stoic mask melt like chocolate.
Meanwhile, on the Slytherin table, the blond boy who fancied Sigrid felt his heart melt when he saw her smile. How he wished he was able to keep seeing that smile on his. Even better, he wished he could be the one to make her smile.
"Hmm, it seems that you have a love of learning new things and of exploring new places. Perhaps the Ravenclaw house is for you? But you are also loyal to your family and friends but at the same time, you have a Slytherin mind as well. The Z'ev is always cunning and at the same time also brave and have the courage of Gryffindor like many of the Z'ev family. Such complications."
Upon hearing those words from the hat, Sigrid snickered. 'Then perhaps you need to take into consideration the problems that always find me, no matter what I do. Perhaps that will help you see what house will suite me best.'
"Hmm, I think I know which house"
Sigrid was waiting patiently while playing with her ring, again she drifted to her happy memories. Before she was able to fully picture and remember when she had shown her family the ring and necklace, she hears the hat shout and the hand that was playing with the ring on her index finger froze.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Did the hat just say what her house will be? She looked over at everyone with a comical look on her face, that is when the lady with pointy hat ushered Sigrid off the tool and in the direction of her house table. "Go on, my dear. Go to the Gryffindor table"
Again, Sigrid blinked vigorously, she walked to the table and sat next to her new friend, Hermione. Her new friend could see that she was still dumbfounded at what had just happened, she could also see that she was still distracted as she started playing with the ring on her finger again. Hermione thought that she must be lost In memories of her family, but she let it be. Seeing how Sigrid was acting, Hermione could tell that they were happy memories.
A/N: Thank you for my beta FrostFire94
