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Here's chapter three. Tell me what you think.

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Chapter 3

After we got off the train, we followed a dwarf giant to boats. We rode the boats across the mote around the school. It was a pretty big mote. It took us a while to get across the mote. My brothers, Two-bit, and I looked in awe while we crossed the mote. We saw a huge castle, like in fairy tales. Also, we saw this huge tree that was moving. That was how we knew that this was real.

When we got inside the school, Mrs. McGonagall told us that the house that we will be in is Gryffindor. She showed us our seats and I was sitting next to our new friends and old friend. All of us were excited that we got to sit next to each other. The first years get sorted with the sorting hat. They are outside the great hall right now.

After a few minutes, Mrs. McGonagall went to get the first years. They came in and she got to sorting them.

"Please step forward when I call your name," she said. "Charlie Gordon." He came up and she set the hat on his head.

Then the hat said, "Hufflepuff." That was pretty cool.

She continued to call the names. "Bobby Jack."

Then the hat said, "Slytherin."

"Johnny Traps."

"Raven Claw."

"Mary Azmail."

"Hufflepuff."

"Damien Malfoy."

Before the hat could touch a hair on his head, the hat said, "Slytherin."

"Ponyboy Curtis."

"Gryffindor." I was relieved when he said Gryffindor. Before Darry and I got our houses we had to sit under the sorting hat. We were very nervous, but we didn't show it, and neither did Pony.

After everybody was called and sorted, we got to eat, but there wasn't any food on the table. Then the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, said, "Let the feast begin." Then a whole bunch of food showed up on the table. It was a real feast. I can't remember the last time that I eat this much food.

"Wow," I said with a surprised expression on my face.

"This is how much you eat at Hogwarts, Soda," Ron said smiling and started digging in.

"But a bad part about this year is that there's another Malfoy," Herminie said while looking over at Damien.

"What's wrong with the Malfoys?" I asked while taking some food.

"They hate our guts," Harry said. "He's hated me ever since we were first years."

"Well, that's interesting," I said.

"Also, a person to stay away from is 'the one who shall not be named,'" Sarah said.

"Who is he," I asked.

"He's an experienced wizard on the bad side. He tried killing Harry when he was just a baby," Sarah said.

"Luckily I survived, but I got a scare that has never gone away and hurts every time I'm near him," Harry said while lifting up his bangs.

"Ouch," I said.

"Well, you know how our life has been, so tell us about yours. Where do you live? Are your parents wiz…" Herminie stopped when she saw that I was looking down at my feet. "What's wrong Soda?"

I looked up and said, "I don't know if my parents were witches or wizards because they died a few months ago in a car crash. Now I live with my brothers at our house." They all looked depressed now. "Don't feel bad about me. I mean I still have the gang that hangs out with us, too."

"We didn't know about your parents. I didn't mean to get you so depressed." Herminie looked so guilty and depressed. I had to cheer her up somehow.

"It's not your fault. You didn't know about it. You shouldn't worry about it." I tried to find something to do to cheer her up, but the next thing I knew she was sitting up again.

"Okay, so what do you do at home then, and this gang you talk about, who are they?" Herminie asked this while trying to look happy.

"Well, I'm part of it," Two-bit said while putting his arm around my shoulder, and, of course, he had his Mickey Mouse shirt on under his robe.

"Yes, and there's my brothers and Steve, my best friend," I said while Two-bit let go of me.

"Wait, I can recall Two-bit saying that there were seven people in your gang. You only named five," Sarah asked while looking confused.

"Well, Sarah, do you remember the days when I would come home in a gloomy look, and I couldn't tell you why?" Two-bit said while looking sad from remembering the past.

"Yeah," she said with the same confused expression on her face.

"Well, those were the days when Johnny was dying, another gang member. After he died, Dallas, or Dally, and a gang member, robbed a store. Then when he was at the empty lot, pulled his gun, which wasn't loaded, out on the cops. Then they shot him and he died. So, there's seven for you." He looked even more depressed now.

"He was always the pet of the gang, but he's in a better place now."

"How did he die, if you don't mind me asking?" Herminie asked.

"Well, it all started one night when Darry hit Ponyboy. Then Ponyboy ran away from home. He got Johnny and ran some more. Next, they walked to the park so Ponyboy could cool off. When they got there, a mustang pulled up and about five socs got out…" I was interrupted by Herminie.

"Sorry for interrupting, but why didn't you go after Pony, and who are socs?"

"Well, Ponyboy is a track runner and runs really fast, and socs are the rich kids on the other side of town. They throw beer blasts and jump greasers for fun. Oh yeah, we're greasers."

"Oh, you have a rough life. You can go on with the story now." Herminie said this while paying close attention.

"Well, after the socs got out of their car, they came over and chased Johnny and Ponyboy across the park. Also, they were drunk, so that didn't make it any better. Johnny tripped, so they started to beat him and then went over to the people that got Ponyboy. The people that caught Ponyboy were trying to drown him in the fountain. Luckily, Johnny got up and pulled out his switch blade. He stabbed one of the guys, so all the other ones ran. Next, they went to find Dally. He gave them directions to a hide out to hide from the cops. Then after a week, Dally came to the hide out and took them to DQ to get something to eat. When they got back, their hide out was in flames and little kids were in the hide out. Ponyboy and Johnny went in to get them. When they got all of them out, Ponyboy jumped out, but a piece of wood collapsed and landed on Johnny. Dally went into the church to get Johnny and burnt his arm in the process. When we got to the hospital we found out that Ponyboy was okay, Dallas had a minor burn on his left arm, and Johnny had major burns and a broken back. He died the day after, after the rumble we had."

"That's so sad," Herminie said.

"Actually, if you think about the life that he was living before that day, you would think that he was in a better place." I thought that this would cheer them up at the least a little bit, and it did.

"You better believe it. His dad beat him with a four by four and his mother ignored him, so he didn't really have much to live for," Two-bit said.

"Well, you're not the only person here that lost their parents. I had my parents killed while 'the one who shall not be named' was trying to kill me," Harry said while looking down.

"Hey, why don't you come and live with us down in Oklahoma," Two-bit said with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, you can live with my brothers and me," I said while smiling with Two-bit.

"It would be better then living with my aunt and uncle," Harry said while looking up.

"Then it's settled, you'll be living with the Curtis's now," Two-bit said.

"It's not that easy, Two-bit. I still got to okay it with Darry, and he has to okay it with his aunt and uncle," I said. The rest of the time we were silent. After we were done with dinner, we went to our bedrooms and went to bed.

Okay, so crappy last sentences. I know, but tell me what you think. Do you like what I've done? Also, tell me what you want to happen in the next chapter.

Peace out!