Chapter 4- Well Isn't This Place Wizard (Doctor Who reference anyone?)
The train comes to a stop and we all look out the windows excited to see the place but apparently we have to walk there; my least favorite thing. We pile off of the train and I hear a distant shouting which I know all too familiar. I run forward, grabbing Harry's hand and look up at Hagrid.
"Hello Hagrid!" I say with a grin.
"Hello Ashley! Alright! First year's, this way please!" Hagrid yells and begins to march off towards a lake.
That's when I see it. Hogwarts, I had expected, to look like an ordinary high school, but never have I been so wrong. It was a huge castle, the lights gleaming and tower's jutting out. I open my mouth in awe but soon I find myself in a boat sailing to the castle. Harry and I kept pointing out different areas of the castle-like building but there was so much to point out I would have to spend years trying to figure it out. We landed quickly and were ushered out of the boats to stairs leading into the castle. I was so excited I could barely contain my excitement. We ended up going up a staircase and leading to a old woman. She seemed uptight but I would probably be surprised. She was blocking a pair of huge doors and I could already sense a speech about to be given. Harry and I stood next to each other in the front area. I avoided her gaze and looked anywhere else.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now in a few minutes you'll be walking through these doors and joining your classmates. Now before you take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses." She announces.
I look over at Harry and Ron, Ron stayed with us the entire time, and shared a look of fear.
"There is Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slitherin. Now while you're here, your house will be like your family, your triumphs will earn you points and any rule breaking will lose points. At the end of the year the house with the most will be awarded the house cup-"
She was suddenly interrupted when a boy ran forward and grabbed a toad on the floor screaming Trevor. I clamped a hand on my mouth as I laughed at the woman's face.
"The ceremony will begin momentarily."
And just like that she left. I turned back to harry and Ron to talk but suddenly I felt somebody behind me. I spun around and saw a boy with slick back blonde hair who seemed already like a jerk.
"So it's true then," he belted towards Harry and I. "On the train, The Potters' have come to Hogwarts."
There was sudden murmuring and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"This is Crab, and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy. Draco, Malfoy."
He said as he suddenly stood in front of me with a smirk. Harry stood in front of me, almost challenging him to come closer. But then he started making fun of Ron and took all my strength not to punch him in the face.
"I can help you make sure you don't get mixed up with the wrong group," he said looking at Ron.
"I think I tell the wrong group by myself thanks."
Thankfully the professor reappeared and lead us into the room. It was gigantic with floating candles and rows of tables. We all stood still as she stood next to a old hat sitting on a stool. Before we could do anything she told us that Dumbledore wanted to speak. I look up and see that it's a rather old man with long white hair, oval glasses and, I admit, looked very wise. I zoned out and looked at the hat as he began telling us the rules of the kingdom. Harry poked me to pay attention and I muttered a sorry. But now the sorting is beginning. People began to go up and be placed into separate places. Ron was put into Gryffindor and so was Hermione. I crossed my fingers to be put into that group.
"Harry Potter."
My brother's name was called and that sparked quiet murmurs echoing around the room as he walked up to the hat.
"Hmmm very difficult... Very..." The hat began murmuring things to Harry that I could not hear from where I was. But then all of a sudden it perked up and shouted "Gryffindor!"
I clapped and shouted but then it quieted all of a sudden. I stood still and realized she called my name. Everybody was murmuring and I sat down underneath it.
"Hm... Just like your brother, plenty of courage... But yet you have a darkness inside... Maybe Slytherin would be well..."
I shake my head slightly and he laughs. "No? Well then there would be no better place than... GRYFFINDOR!"
I grinned as the entire section stood up and cheered. Harry hugged me and I hugged him back as we sat down. Somebody poked me in the arm and I looked over to see George.
"I'm really glad you made it to our group." He said with a wink.
I blush and grin. "I think I am too."
As the room quieted down I still felt flustered but nonetheless when the food came I was ready to eat.
There was so much food, more than I've ever seen. Harry and I both laughed and began eating. After a couple minutes went by Harry began talking with Percy while I talked with Fred and George.
"So," they said after laughing over my joke, "I think we would all be great friends! Your funny," Fred began.
"And pretty." Said George.
"The perfect package for your daily Hogwarts routine." I finish.
They laugh again and I can't help but smile. I actually have friends. Suddenly I notice Harry was getting uneasy by looking at a professor. My scar began burning and I winced. George looked concern. "You alright there love?"
I just nod before rubbing my scar. Once supper was over, we all got up from our tables and followed the leaders of Gryffindor to our dorm rooms. I was talking with Hermione and we both agreed to sleep next to each other.
"That way we can become great friends." She says with a smile.
"Very true indeed." I say with a grin.
We kept walking until we are facing a huge stairway area with moving paintings and moving stairs. I continue moving with the group until we stop in front of a painting of an elegant moving woman. The door swings open and we all pile inside to reveal a large living room area. He tells us where to go and I say goodnight to Harry who seems a little upset to leave me.
"I'll be fine Harry." I murmur.
He just nods. "Come get me if not."
"I will." I say.
I leave harry and follow Hermione to the rooms. My bed is next to hers and I shuffle through my stuff.
"This is so... Odd." I whisper.
"What is?" She asks as she flips onto the bed.
"The idea that magic is real. My entire life I never knew... And I never even knew how my parents died."
Hermione just nods. "You'll get used to it even though it may seem odd."
I sigh and just look out the window next to my bed. "I hope so, I really do."