If you guessed Ravenclaw, you were right! Of course, you already know that…
Don't own Harry Potter. If I did, Dumbledore would be alive and Snape wouldn't be.
I put a special surprise in the chapter, I hope you like it!
Chapter 5
The rest of the night passed in a blur. I registered Dumbledore's speech okay, but I practically fell asleep in my pudding. After the ceremony was over, a tall girl stood up and motioned to all of us.
"Okay, everyone, follow me! Come quickly, please!" Her blonde curls bobbed as she turned and strode up the aisle between our table and the Hufflepuff table. Well, she strode as best she could with the crowd of Hufflepuffs standing up.
"Who's that?" I asked Adelaide.
"That's Penelope Clearwater. She's Head Girl," she replied.
The surge of students around us began to move forward, so I grasped Patience's hand and pulled her along behind me. She was still oddly quiet. I shook my head. She was impossible sometimes.
Penelope Clearwater led us out into the entrance hall, from which we climbed up the marble stair case with the Gryffindors. Amidst the crowd I saw several bright red heads bobbing up and down. Must be the Weasleys, Draco talked about them a lot. He never had anything particularly nice to say about them, either. The boy leading the entire crowd was the boy who had told me about my luggage on the platform.
We reached the first floor landing and Penelope Clearwater waved at the other boy as he led the Gryffindors up more stairs. He waved back.
"Percy Weasley, he's Head Boy. My sister told me they were going out," Addie mumbled to me. It was good to have a friend who was in the know. It made my life much easier.
While the Gryffindors headed up more stairs, Penelope led us to the left. A few minutes and an exhausting climb up several staircases later, we reached the West Tower. Penelope stood in front of a large portrait of a portly gentleman, who, when addressed, turned his head and stared at us.
"Password?" he asked.
"Pocket watch." said Penelope. The Portly Gentleman nodded and swung forward. Penelope climbed in and we all followed.
I was amazed when we walked in. There was a large common room filled with plushy blue armchairs. There was a roaring fire in the grate, and there were several tables around. A royal blue rug adorned the floor, and there were several moving portraits all around the walls. It was so welcoming! There was no comparison to the dark, dank manor that I had once called home. I heard Patience utter a tiny "Oh."
Penelope gave us instructions to the girl's dormitory, and we traipsed up the stairs. Addie, Patience and I walked in with three other girls. Around the circular room were six four poster beds with blue curtains. There were dressers both at the foot of the beds and at the sides. I quickly spotted my luggage across the room and rushed over to the bed.
After I had changed and gotten comfortable, I decided to learn the names of the other girls in my dormitory. There was a girl with curly brown hair who said her name was Felicia King. Another was named Jennifer (Jen) Locke, and she had dirty-blonde hair that fell limply to her shoulders. And the last, Lesley Hermann, had tan skin and dark hair.
"How can you guys be twins?" asked Lesley when we'd all been introduced. "You don't look anything alike.
"Pa - Adrienne got it from my mom's side of the family," I said, swallowing my mistake.
"Yeah, I was always considered a weirdo by...some," she said, and I knew she meant Draco. Patience had started talking when the pressure of the Great Hall had lifted.
"Well, tomorrow we start classes, so I can't wait for that," said Addie, climbing into her bed. The rest of us followed suite. I sighed as I pulled the warm bedspread up to my chin. This was so much better than anything I'd ever known at home.