Say Fred,
I don't really have a lot to say; except that when we get off the train we won't be able to see each other often; being in different houses and all.
That's one of the few things I have grown to dislike about Hogwarts, not being able to be close to you… and George. Though, I assume it will be alright for the most part, because of the tournament that is being hosted this year.
I don't particularly think I like the idea yet of the tournament. But we'll see right?
Who knows, maybe we'll luck out and will be able to get classes together. That would be nice wouldn't it? Having either one of you in at least one period will help me loosen up a bit. Honestly, I would enjoy it greatly.
Yours always,
Ella
Only once has her parents taken her to the platform, to see her off to school; it was her first year. Her mother disliked and disowned the thought of magic, thus leaving her and her father to pretend to be normal. Hiding a part of her that has blooms beautifully when feeling at home away from the muggel world and into the Magical one.
Without a word, Ella walked away from the red headed family and toward the train, leaving them to say their goodbyes. She was going to find an open compartment, or at least Lee, for a different type of company, and some quiet time. -Not that she didn't love being with the Weasley's, it was just hard for her to sleep there, it was overwhelming to her. Being around the twins didn't help either- A small smile pulled on the corner of her lips as she found what she had been looking for. Lifting her arm to knock on the glass of the compartment door she slid it open slightly while looking at her dark skinned friend. "Lee, mind company?" she asked, getting his attention. The boy smiled brightly at her as he gestured at the open space next to him. "Thanks." She said softly as she entered.
Lee looked at her as she sat down, "I missed you at the Quidditch cup." He said, trying to get a conversation going. "My brother fell Ill, so I could not attend." She replied, faintly sighing in disappointment. "Who won?" she asked, looking back at him. "The Irish." The boy said proudly, "Bought you a souvenir, and I took pictures for you." He added. "It's in my luggage though." Ella smiled a bit more at him, though looked away from him and at the door. "You didn't have to do that, don't go out of your way for me." She said, looking back at him Ron, Harry and Hermione passed the door. "Fred and George pitched in, and it was their idea." Lee said, "Plus we wanted to, since you didn't go." "You're sweet Lee." Ella said lowly, as the two identical persons opened the compartment door and took their seats.
"Mum really needs to accept the fact we all aren't first years anymore." George said as he took his seat across from Lee. "Right, she gets up tight when we go off to school, its not like we are going to burn it down or anything." Fred added as he sat across from Ella. "She has a right to be, you two might actually do that one day." Lee said to them with a smile, feeling quite comfortable with joking with his friends. "Well, actually, the building is stone so I doubt it." Ella added in, looking from her dark skinned friend at her side toward the friends in front of her. "Exactly! And if things… happen to get out of hand, there's always magic to cover it up." Fred said as he winked quickly at Ella before looking back over at Lee; who kept his smile but rolled his eyes.
It was not long before the train departed from the station and headed toward the school, rolling through the lush country side. The sun was blocked by dark grey clouds half way through the ride. The four didn't notice as the surrounding landscape got darker and darker, nor notice the window get frosty from the dramatic drop in temperature outside. They changed their robes just before the Train pulled into the station at the school. "Come on, quickly." George said as he shoved his way through the mass of students trying to get off the train, pulling his brother along behind him. Lee stayed as close behind Fred as he could while bringing Ella along behind him, being careful to not loose the small framed girl in the large crowd. Lee jumped the steps from the train in order to not trip down them then turned back to Ella. He placed his hands around her lower chest and pulled her down off the train, just as she was being shoved roughly from behind.
Lee kept Ella close at his side as they walked to the carriages that pulled themselves, looking for the one that had the Weasley twins. "There you are! We were about to leave without ya." Fred said with his usual smile as the two late arrivals got into the carriage as it started toward the castle. "You could have waited." The chocolate haired girl said as fixed her shirt then looked at the two red heads. The two pretended to not hear her as they started a conversation with the other male. The ride was quick and for the most part quiet.
As they arrived at the castle, Ella was the first one out and first to head toward the castle without a word. Her Gryffindor friends were use this from her, since she never spoke a lot anyways. Wrapping her robes around herself to keep warm, she marched up and into the castle; then loosened her robes once again. She took her seat at her rightful table, next to one of the only people she spoke to, Cedric. The two simply nodded at one another, acknowledging each other's presence, as the hall filled with the returning students. The massive room became loud with everyone talking and getting re-acquainted with one another after the long summer. The rawer of the students was silenced suddenly by Dumbledore and the wave of his hand.
The new first years entered the hall behind Professor McGonagall just like the first year students before them. The large group of young students stood between the Gryffindor and the Ravenclaw table, in the center of the room to wait for their turn to be called up and sorted. Each house cheered for their new recruit, while others even clapped for those entering other houses. The last Huffelpuff student ran over to his new table, the Quidditch captain and beater both moved apart from one another to allow the blonde boy to sit between them. "Welcome to Huffelpuff." Cedric said, shaking the boys hand while smiling brightly at the new student. "I hope you like it here, and have a nice seven years with us." Ella added, getting the boys attention. The blonde smiled at her, his dark hazel eyes sparkled. "As do I." he said, his voice thick with an Italian accent.
Every one hundred years, the Tri-wizard tournament is hosted at Hogwarts. This particular tournament will have the all girl's school from France, and the all boy's academy from Romania. Those of age will be able to enter to compete in the life or death tournament that is not for the faint of heart.
The Beauxbaton's entrance was elegant to say the least. It filled the room with ballet dancers, blue birds and butterflies to symbolize the elegance and grace of the all female school. Even their uniforms suited the girl's quite well, showing off the feminine touch of their half-giant female head master. While, the Drumstrang entrance was a one hundred-eighty turn from the charming French school; it was both powerful and entrancing. The men had chosen fire to represent them which many found suited them perfectly. Though, the most reactions occurred when Viktor Krum entered with his class mates, causing almost every girl to swoon in his presence.
The students from the visiting school took their seats with the four houses of Hogwarts, giving them the chance to mingle with the other students though most the chance to rush and get Krum's autograph. A Romanian to Ella's left turned away from his friends and to her; sipping from his goblet, he tried to get her attention away from the talkative blonde from her other side by clearing his throat. The blonde looked at him before Ella did, getting her to turn her head and face the older boy. The Romanian boy bared his teeth in a smile as he offered her his hand, "Hello, My name is Emil." He started; his accent was almost as thick as the young Italian she was listening to –though not like the Romanian accent she was expecting from him, this was more French. "And may I have the pleasure of your name?" he asked, his smiled not faltering in attempt to seem charming. The green eyed girl stared at the black eyed boy while slowly placing her hand in his to shake it. Her lips remained sealed for one more moment, "Ella." She said, nodding her head softly at him. "Ella." Emil repeated as he pulled their hands to his lips in attempt to kiss her knuckles, only to have the brunette pull her hand back before he had the chance. She was about to open her mouth to explain only to be cut off by her headmaster silencing the room once more.
His speech began with introducing the two visiting headmasters and their roles involving the tournament, then transitioning into the explanation of the tournament then into the rules. Dumbledore spoke for the good part of half an hour to explain everything to the students vigorously so there would be no mistakes, or rule breaking. The lecture lasted every part of half an hour or more because he did not want the mistake of anything being left out that was crucial or life threatening. At the end, the wizard smiled at the room full of people, his blue eyes sparking behind his glasses. "Hogwarts welcomes all of you with open arms, make yourselves as comfortable as if in your own academy; and to officially and formally welcome the visiting students and our excited first years, let the feast begin!" he said. All the plates on all the tables filled with the traditional feast. As the food appeared, once again the great hall filled with the rawer of the students talking and eating.
Biagio, the young first year whom has been talking to Ella, has once again gotten her attention to finish the story he was telling her. The older girl ate slowly and quietly while listening to him, fully understanding his speech aside from his thick accent. The young hazel eyed boy quickly learned that she dislike talking, thus, he kept speaking. Ella kept listening to the first year, though allowed her eyes to travel around the room, taking it all in. She lifted her goblet of water as she looked around then stopping when she caught the familiar red head looking at her from his table. The Weasley smiled brightly, baring his teeth, as he picked up his cup and nodded at her. The identical person looked from his brother and followed his gaze and smiled the same way his bother was and copied his action by lifting his own glass and nodding faintly.
Ella smiled a bit toward the twins, lifted her glass a little higher and nodded at the boys. "To another year." She mouthed to them, getting them to mouth the same thing to her. "Who are they?" Biagio asked, looking at his new friend and then looking at who she was looking at. The brunette looked away from the Gryffindor boys and at him, keeping her soft smile. "Fred and George Weasley, the school's pranksters and Gryffindor's beaters." She said, "You'll meet them soon enough." She watched the boy look back and forth between her and the redheads one more time before smiling a little as the girl gestured toward his glass. "To new friends." She said to him as he quickly picked up his pumpkin juice. "To new friends." He repeated as the two taped their goblets together before taking a drink from them. The green eyed girl placed her glass back down and finished eating. "Ella." Emil said, once again trying to get her attention. Once again she turned her head to look at him; he was already staring at her. "Yes?" she asked. "Would you be so kind as to-"he started, though cut himself off when he finally noticed her uninterested expression. "Biagio?" she asked quickly, turning back toward the first year, twisting her torso so that he back was toward the Romanian. "Let me show you to the way to the common room." She said as she stood, completely shutting out the foreign boy behind her. The Italian stood quickly and nodded at her then quickly walked after her. The older student didn't really give him much of an option since she had started walking away before he was fully standing.
The blonde Italian quickly caught up to the British brunette just as she exited the great hall. The eleven year old quietly walked at her side, following and trying to remember the path she is taking. Biagio is already almost Ella's height when standing and could easily pass off as an older student if his unfamiliarity with the school was a dead give away for him. The young boy was thankful that he managed to befriend an older student quickly, so they could help him learn his way around the school. "Ella?" he asked after a while, while still following her down a flight of stairs. "hm?" she replied. "If you don't mind my asking but did the sorting house contemplate placing you in another house?" he asked her. The air was thick with the smell of food, just like it was in the great hall, signaling that the two were getting close to the common room entrance. "Yes." She said flatly as they arrived at their destination in front of a large painting. Faint clanking and other various sounds could be heard; Ella turned and looked at him. "Slytherin." She said "The hat took over three minutes to pick a house for me." She said, locking eyes with the younger boy. "Why do you ask?" she asked him. "Simply wondering, since it also contemplated a different house for me as well." He said. "Gryffindor?" Ella asked him, more like stated, just as he got his sentence out. "Si, how did you know?" he asked her. "You have the same spark in you as do many other's in Gryffindor house. Basset hound." Ella said, the corners of her lips faintly pulled back as the painting swung open for the two. Elle ducked her head down and walked through the small round tunnel into the common room first, Biagio followed behind her. "Hello Fred, George." Ella said, not even looking up, though the boy behind her looked up to quickly causing him to hit his head on the top of the tunnel. "I thought you said the two were in Gryffindor." He said as he stepped into the common room while rubbing his head and looking at the two red headed twins sitting in one of the plush arm chairs. "I did." Ella said flatly "Don't under estimate the Weasley twins." She said as she perched herself on the arm of the chair the boys were sitting in and looked at the individual still standing. "Introduce yourself." She said. Automatically Biagio stepped forward toward the two with his hand out.
"Wow Ella, I'm impressed." George said as he stood and started to walk in circles around the youngest boy. "Training him already, not bad." He said as he tossed an arm around the blonde's shoulders. "Maybe he just has a crush on our Mary-Ella." Fred added as he stood and copied his brother's actions. "He's not a bad looking bloke if I do say so myself." He said with a smile, though only Fred himself knew that it was forced out. "Not as handsome as us though." George said, ruffling the kid's hair. "If you move the hair out of your eyes then maybe you just might be in the running." Fred added, striding back over to the female with his chest puffed out in an over dramatic act of pride. Biagio didn't know how to react to the twin's and their words, so the boy chose to stay quiet and try to tame his hair that the taller twin messed up. "Your point for being here is?" Ella asked, looking at the twin closest to her. "Came to say good night is all." He replied, "And to come find us tomorrow when you get your schedule." He said as he and his mirror image headed for the tunnel out of the dungeon of a common room. Ella nodded in the positive as the twins left.
"Are they always like that?" Biagio asked, not taking his eyes off the exit even the two were already gone.
"Si."
"Si…"