Personally, Fred thought American girls were kind of trashy.
The deafening roar of the Great Hall almost made Fred forget about how hungry he was, and how frustrating it was that the Sorting hadn't started yet. Students hugging and greeting each other from a long summer filled the Hall with the kind of energy Fred survived on. Public energy. He felt the dullness from the train ride over seep out of him as he become wildly excited being apart of the crowd. But Fred would never stand for being just "apart" of the crowd for very long.
"Io! George!" Fred punched his brothers and comrades arm.
"What?" George, sitting next to his brother at the long Gryffindor table plugged his other ear in attempt to hear his brother.
"I have an idea"
"You have a what?"
"An idea!"
"Oh."
Fred frowned; his brother was not being himself today, ever since…. Oh no,
Fred made a face of disgust, since that American broad. He groaned and started banging his head on the table. He prayed. He prayed to god that this wouldn't end up like it did with George when the Weasely's took that trip to Egypt.
George grabbed his brother's head and yanked it up to face level with him. George started to ask a question, probably concerning Fred's head banging when a loud voice hushed the roar.
The head master, Dumbledore, opened the Sorting ceremony by welcoming all the old and new students to a fresh year.
A nervous line of first years looking even more ill then one the train ride over, one by one sat on the stood in front of the school and was sorted.
"Hey! Hey twins! You two!" Fred and George turned around in surprise as a furry mass was more or less thrown at them.
"Watch Jacobo for me for a minute? Please? Thanks!"
Sari rushed back to the end of the line, flashing a smile at the Slytherin table as she passed.
"What. Is. That?" Hermione asked irritably, narrowing her eyes as Jacobo basically tore Fred and George to shreds as it tried to wiggle out of their grasp and back to Sari.
"It's a…well…who cares! Just hold it Fred!"
"I'm not holding him! You do it! She's your love dove"
"Excuse me-"
"Let me hold him you prats! He's adorable" Ginny squealed, holding her arms out.
Fred and George handed over the frantic creature to Ginny, who began stroking his ears gently.
"You block heads! You frightened him!" She glared reproachfully at the boys and started cooing to Jacobo, who had surprisingly calmed down, but was looking around the room for Sari. Ginny began complaining how she was never allowed pets, just as the first year students finished their assortment.
At last, the transfer students stepped up. There were only three of them, Sari being the only girl. One was an extremely burly looking guy, with a huge forehead the seemed to squish his eyes nose and mouth together. Fred could think of a million retorts to such a fellow, but decided for his own well being, would keep them to himself.
The other boy was younger then Fred, but looked a little older then Ginny. He was a short stout boy who seemed to be sweating immensely in such a nerve-racking situation.
In fact, both boys looked apprehensive. Only Sari seemed at ease as she ran her fingers through her hair, and adjusted her robs frowning at them.
Fred looked at George who seemed to be paying very close attention. Fred rolled his eyes, but noticed other boys were doing the same.
Oh bimley, she's just a girl. Fred frowned, they really are more trouble then they are worth. In fact, Fred reckoned that girls were pretty much useless in general.
McGonagall called up the monsterly looking boy. He sat heavily on the stool and was immediately placed into Slytherin. He grinned like a great big brute with no more then halve a brain as he trotted to the Slytherin table and took a seat.
Then it was the porky little boys turn. He wiggled up onto the stool, beads of sweat dripping from his round glasses. He was placed into Ravenclaw, a bit of a surprise to Fred. The boy looked Hufflepuff material to him. Oh well.
"Songten Sari!"
Fred snapped out of his thought and looked in mild interest up at the girl.
Sari smiled hugely as she walked up to the stool, she had a little sway in her walk communicating her confidence. And apparently communicating a little more to most of the boys in the room.
Jacobo of course, upon seeing his Sari, went ballistic. Ginny yelped as she struggled to hold him, causing halve of the table to look to her.
Hermione, being one of them, asked no questions and whipped out her wand, flicking it once. Jacobo seemed to become sedated, and lay limp him Ginny's arms, his eyes rolling around in his head lazily. Ginny must have decided Hermione was better apt to taking care of Jacobo and dropped him into her lap. Hermione started to ask what the creature was but Fred once again, turned his attention to the front of the hall.
Sari sat on the stool, looking up as McGonagall dropped the hat on her head. Fred was so completely and utterly fascinated by what was going to happen, he didn't even notice Hermione drop Jacobo onto his lap.
The hat seemed to ponder for a minute before the huge rip in the brim widened and yelled,
"Gryffindor!"
The whole hall erupted into applause in relief of the last of the sorted. Amongst all the commotion, Fred saw Saris face twist into a grotesque look of shock.
She mouthed "WHAT?" as McGonagall curtly snatched the hat off of Saris head. Sari looked up at her, mouthing something that was apparently an argument. McGonagall lifted the stubborn girl off the stool and pushed her in the direction of the Gryffindor table.
Sari stumbled down from the front of the hall, completely dazed by all the noise and shock.
Jacobo, upon seeing her, snapped out of his sedated state and leapt from Fred's lap and bounded over to her, leaping up into her arms.
She clutched him, still with a blank look on her face as she sat down next to the only people who recognized.
Fred and George looked at each other, not knowing what to think as Sari sat down across from them slowly, eyes staring off into space.
Ginny started to introduce herself, but quickly stopped when she realized that Sari was completely unresponsive, even to Jacobo's licking of her face.
Fred was distracted from his observing as all the tables in the hall magically became decorated with the most delicious of foods.
Fred decided that Sari could deal with her own issues, and began helping himself to large amounts of ham and sweet potatoes. Then, he had a brilliant idea.
He stuffed ham and potatoes into his mouth, chewing them to better fit. He graciously turned to Hermione sitting beside him enjoying a glass of pumpkin juice and delicately asked,
"Hey Hermione?"
"Yes Fred?"
"Have you ever seen a train wreak?"
"No…and I don't ever want to"
"Let me show you what one looks like"
Fred opened his mouth, reveling all the chewed contents to Hermione. She shrieked in disgust and started scolding him, while Ginny quietly grumbled that Fred and George had been doing that all summer.
Fred laughed and looked over to George, feeling sorry for the bloke if he had missed out on that presentation. And that he had. George was watching Sari. God Lord.
Sari still hadn't snapped out of her trance, but had made progress by slowly cutting little chucks of ham and feeding them to Jacobo, who seemed to not have a care in the world. A couple Gryffindor were whispering and looking at her and her strange little creature. Sari didn't seem to mind. Something was obviously going on in her head, and frankly, Fred didn't care all too much.
He sighed as he scooped up more potatoes and began eating for real.
Like he thought before, girls are just way too much trouble then they are worth.