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6. A Different Point of View

Sofia turns another page of Hogwarts, A History, but her mind is focused on her encounter with Albus and Rose. Perhaps she was a little hasty in sending them on their way. After all, she is a Muggleborn, and she doesn't know anyone at this new school, nor does she have any familial connections. The name of Olivier means nothing to them.

She has read enough about this new world- her new world- to realize that, though the postwar policies are an improvement, being Muggleborn is still a rather large disadvantage. She bought and read nearly half of Flourish and Blotts over the summer in an effort to compensate, but it never hurts to make new friends, especially since she could tell by their behavior that they were obviously wizard-raised. All the same, something about Rose strikes her as off-putting, perhaps her innate bossiness or the arrogant way in which she assumes that others will simply do her bidding. Sofia doesn't need anyone telling her what to do.

She returns to reading about the house system while wondering absently who her father has in the studio today and how her mother and brother Max were faring back in Quebec. She thinks she might be in Slytherin at first, since she is both cunning and ambitious, but revises her opinion after reading about the founder's opinions on Muggleborns. Ravenclaw would be a good second choice, or perhaps Gryffindor, but she can't see herself ever being placed in Hufflepuff.

A tap at the compartment door draws her attention; she raises her head to see three boys standing in the doorway.

"Sorry to interrupt," one of them says, "but there aren't any free compartments. Do you mind if we join you?"

"Since you asked nicely, not at all," Sofia replies. "I'm Sofia Olivier." The boys introduce themselves as Tristan Davies, Deucalion Smith, and Gabriel Corner, all second years. As she asks them about the classes and houses at Hogwarts, Sofia is thankful to have found companions who are friendly and possess a modicum of politesse.