Orianna's POV
The hat yelled out "GRYFFINDOR!"
I didn't know what to think. Of course I was thrilled to be in the same house as Fred and George, but Vince and Violet had been sure I was going to be in Slytherin. I didn't what them and the other Slytherins to completely ignoring me, because so far, they made up more than 50 percent of my friends. And I am not looking forward to rooming with Colette Spatts, bitch extraordinaire.
I walked over to the Gryffindor table, where the Weasley twins were waving me over. Because you know I need more attention.
Fred scooted over to make room for me in between himself and Oliver. I slipped into the spot, and didn't miss the less that subtle glare Colette shot in my direction.
I smile sweetly at her, then turned away. Bitch.
"I knew the moment I met you that you were Gryffindor material," Fred announced.
"Oh please, when you met me, you had no clue I was even a witch," I replied while laughing. The quiet giggles from the younger kids around the table made me feel a little less subconscious. At least they don't hate me. I looked down the table and saw a girl with shockingly red hair looking at me. I smiled back at her. She blushed and looked away.
"Aw, Orianna, I think our sister has a bit of a crush on you," George whispered.
"Your sister?"
"Ginny, the redhead you just traumatized."
"I did not traumatize her, I just smiled. Besides with you too as her older brothers and role models, I'm sure she's experienced worse." Cue more giggles. I made a mental note to keep up the sarcastic, friendly banter, it seems to be a crowd favorite.
Oliver spoke up from my other side. "Well these two are the most destructive pair I have ever met. It works in Gryffindor's advantage on the Quidditch field, but otherwise most people steer clear."
He plays Quidditch? Maybe I could grow to like him...
Were did that come from? It must be because he's hot. And probably fit too... shit.
"So how does destruction help on the Quidditch field?" I asked, trying to clear my mind.
"They're beaters. We need something special to keep the bludgers away from my team. They are practically magnetically attached to my seeker," Oliver responded knowingly.
"Olly here is the captain of the Gryffindor team. One of the most popular guys in school," Colette gushed from the other side of Oliver.
Of course he's captain...
"So Orianna, do you play?" Fred asked, trying to disrupt the awkward silence that settled after Colette threw herself into our conversation yet again.
"Not very competitively. I didn't go to a wizarding school so I didn't have a chance to join my school's team. But some of my friends from magical families in Chicago went to a wizarding school in the suburbs of Chicago that held an under-19 open league on the weekends. They convinced me to join the team."
"I wish Hogwarts did stuff like that, it would be easy to scout for the school teams," Oliver said.
"Oh that's classic Olly, always focused on Quidditch," Fred whispered, using Colette's rather disgusting pet name for Oliver.
I almost snorted. Almost. I instead started choking on my dinner.
Oliver looked over at me with a quizzical look on his face. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing," Fred, George, and I said in sync.
"Alright then... what position did you play Orianna?" He asked.
"I was kind of a fill in for any position. I was best at seeker though."
"That's too bad, I was going to see if you wanted to play for the team. But we already have a seeker. Maybe you can be a sort of alternate, in case anyone on the team gets hurt."
"That's fine, I would love to!"
Oliver's POV
She likes Quidditch? If it weren't for the stick up her arse she'd be perfect. Maybe she will warm up to me if she has to go to some Quidditch practices with me. All the other girls seem to love that I play Quidditch.
"That's too bad, I was going to see if you wanted to play for the team. But we already have a seeker. Maybe you can be a sort of alternate, in case anyone on the team gets hurt."
"That's fine, I would love to!"
Score one for me.
"Fantastic, why don't you come to our first practice and see how you like it? We are also meeting in the common room leader for a preseason talk."
Fred looked up at this. "Since when?"
"Since I decided we are going to win the the Cup this year." Way to go Fred, almost blow my plan why don't you?
"Oh I wouldn't be so sure about that," a voice said from behind us.
I turned around to see Vincent McMahon.
"What are you doing over here McMahon? Your table is on the other side of the Great Hall. You know, just in case it still hasn't gotten through your thick skull after 6 years of school here," Fred practically snarled at him.
"Relax weasels, I come in peace," he joked, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "I only wanted to come have a word with Orianna." He turned to face her. "Come walk with me? I'll show you around that castle too if you wish," he said.
Orianna stood up to walk out with him, but George stopped them.
"You don't know where the Gryffindor common room is McMahon, so just bring her back here when you are done talking."
"Well then fine, I just came to tell Orianna that I'm sure the sorting was a mistake, and if she thinks she belongs in Slytherin, they she can just talk to Dumbledore about it. Violet has already said her dad would vouch for her bloodline too if it came down to that," Vince stated. And with that he walked away.
The Weasley twins and I both turned to face her.
"What was he talking about? And how do you know him?" Fred hissed under his breath, aware that Colette, and others, were attempting to listen in.
"I met him on the train. I was talking to him and some other seventh year Slytherins and it came up that I'm part of the Frayne family. Apparently that means I should be in Slytherin," Orianna responded.
"Well don't talk to him," Fred stated.
That pissed her off. "Well why not? He's been perfectly nice to me since I've met him, and excluding you two, he's the only one," she snapped.
Two? Ouch, I guess I'm not growing on her.
I turned away from the little huddle and continued to eat my dessert. As soon as I turned away she realized what she had said.
"Oh Oliver, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant to say..."
"S'alright," I said, waving off her apology. At least she's not entirely a cold-hearted bitch like I originally assumed.
We continued to eat dinner in silence. I guess he was still mad at Fred and George. When Dumbledore dismissed us, she walked up to Ginny and asked if she could show her were the common room was. Ok, she was definitely still mad a Fred and George.
Orianna's POV
I know that Fred and George are some of my only friends here, but that doesn't give them the right to tell me who else I should be friends with does it? Normally I wouldn't think twice about what they said and ignore their "advice" completely. But they seemed honest enough, so then I wondered why that hate Vince so much.
I asked Ginny to show her where the common room was. I wanted to get up there and unpack some of my stuff. I also wanted to get here before Colette. I was correct in assuming we would be roomates. The seventh floor of the girls wing of Gryffindor tower was designated to the seventh year Gryffindor girls. Easy enough. At least that's how Ginny explained it to me on the way up to the common room.
I like Ginny. She was spirited like her brothers, but in a slightly less annoying way, and on her it was endearing.
Ginny stopped in front of a portrait. "This is the Fat Lady, you have to give her the password to get into the common room. My brother Percy is Head Boy, he told me the password was fortuna major." And then the portrait swung open, revealing a cozy common room decked out in red and gold.
"The girls dormitories are just up that staircase over there," Ginny said, pointing.
"Thanks for showing me up here, I appreciate it."
"No problem," she said, and then bounced away to sit with her friends on one of the many couches in the common room.
I walked up the seven flights of stairs to my dorm. It was beautiful. Being so high up we had a great view of the lake and the quidditch pitch. I chose the bed furthest from the door and closest to the bathroom. I then turned it so it was against the wall below one of the windows. I used magic to unpack my clothes and other things, then fell asleep on the bed.
Alright, so sorry it took so long to update... I hope it was worth it.
Up next is the Quidditch meeting, among other things.
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