Here is chapter three. I'm changing a thing that will put a whole new effect on the story but it is for good measures. Sorry if you don't like what I am doing. By the way I changed my name. Used to be BaileeXOXO but now it's DaughterOfPoseidonAtUrService .

Chapter 3

When Harry, Ron and I stepped off the train and the smoke had cleared we were greeted by the smell and sun that accompanies the lush, rolling, green landscape we had seen from the window in our small compartment.

The older (well for Ron and Harry) students obviously knew where they were headed and pushed us around a bit as they fought to get on some old fashioned carriages. You know the type that you usually see have a horse on the front. But strangely these didn't have horses. I guessed that there was a motor somewhere inside the carriage to pull them up the hill.

We started towards the carriages but were stopped when we heard a gruff loud voice.

"Over h're fi'st years" the voice carried well. "H'rry up you lot then"

At the sound of the voice a large smile grew on Harry's face and he ran in the direction of the voice. I was shocked to find that the man that it came from was huge. He was about twice the size of a normal person and had a fantastic bushy beard on his chin.

"Hagrid," Harry called. "I didn't know you would be here."

Hagrid the giant and Harry exchanged small talk as the first lead the first years to a lake. We stood in awe of the scene before our eyes. Rays of orange and red from the fading sunset glistened on the surface of the almost still lake but that dimmed in comparison to the fantastic castle behind the lake that was set up on the hill. After a moment of stunned silence the group began discussing the castle animatedly while I just wondered if I would get phone and internet service from this far off place.

About 20 small boats were set on the edge of the water and Hagrid motioned for us to get in. I followed Ron and Harry in one of the boats and as soon as were we in it pushed off the shore and headed in the direction of the castle. These boats must be powered by some hidden motor like the carriages were.

After the boats had landed we walked up to the castle and were left in a small foyer. All the other students were getting nervous about something called "the sorting". I had no idea what they were talking about. Neither did Harry but Ron was convinced we had to face a dragon. There was no way I thought. I mean seriously magic I can believe, dragons just CAN'T be real. Can't they?

While we were discussing this a small, well dressed boy tapped on Harry's shoulder.

"So, the famous Harry Potter really has come to Hogwarts." He said in a voice that made you want to listen because it held power. "Don't hang around with Weevil, I'm Draco Malfoy, come and talk to me' he continued.

"I think I can choose my own friends for myself thanks" Harry said without even flinching.

He turned his back on the clearly affronted Draco and continued talking to us.

After about 5 minutes of waiting we were ushered into a large hall. Five grand tables were placed within the hall. Four of these had the faces of hundreds of youth staring at the nervous children. I had never felt so happy to be very short. I knew that if I was any taller then everyone would be staring at me for the wrong reasons. I was gazing up at the roof. It appeared to be the night sky, as if there was no roof at all.

As I was wondering where the projectors were that could put such a detailed image onto the roof I heard a girl say, rather loudly, "It's bewitched to look like the sky outside, I read about it in Hogwarts, A History."

I mentally hit myself; of course it would be made by magic. I still hadn't gotten used to the idea that electronics didn't run everything. I let my eyes roam around the room and noticed something I don't think I had seen in about 2 years. No one was looking at me pointing and whispering "hey, is that Justin Bieber?" I just presumed, by that and the silence in the room, that there was a stick teacher who would punish any student who want polite. I would have to thank mum for getting people to make sure I wasn't mobbed.

When we got to the end of the room, we stood before a massive table that had about 20 teachers sitting along it. The severe looking teacher who brought us into the Great Hall explained that when our name was called we would have to sit on the stool up the front and put the hat on our head. It would tell us which house we were most suited too.

All the kids around me let out huge sighs of relief.

"I'm going to kill Fred" was all Ron said. I was a bit disappointed. I wanted to start school with a bang, maybe pull some rabbits of the old hat not just sit there and get told where to go.

People were being sorted into houses alphabetically but for some reason I they didn't call out my name towards the beginning. Ron and Harry were both put into Gryffindor. I was shocked to hear loud screams of joy over Harry. I mean an 11year old kid who I've never heard of couldn't be more famous than me. I'm Justin BIEBER for crying out loud.

When Blaise Zabini was put into Slytherin I was left standing by myself. The teacher, who I now knew was Professor McGonagall, said, "Now we have finished sorting the first years but before you can tuck into the feast I have a special announcement. We have a student starting this year and will begin attending classes with the first years but he is, in fact, 15."

Suddenly everyone turned to look at me standing alone and I waited for the screams of the girls, but they never came. Oh yes, I remembered, it was strict, I think. McGonagall continued "He is a true wizard like the rest of you but his powers developed later than most. We have granted him entry to this school and so you will treat him like you would you treat any other student. He will, as I said, be studying like the first years, but will be put into the fourth year's dorm so he can be with student of his age.

"Justin Bieber, come up to the stool." She said, but only to me. I walked up to the stool, sat down and placed the hat upon my head. I suddenly got the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. I didn't know why, I never got nervous when I sang, even for President Obama.

The hat touched my head and I heard a voice whispering in my ear, "Why your very conceited like a Slytherin but extremely brave like a Gryffindor, I see that you want to be by your friends so I shall place you in Gryffindor." It shouted out Gryffindor out loud. Harry and Ron lead the applause at the table. I walked over to the long, wide table and caught a seat next to Ron and Harry. Soon we were all swept up in conversation and I was having a great time.