Chapter 12!!!!!!!!

Sarah stood at the back of the Great Hall, watching as the first years talked excitedly amongst themselves. The sorting ceremony was under way, the Sorting Hat had sung its song (AN Sorry, I didn't have time to think of anything!), and they had reached the S's on the list.

"Sumatric, Zoë." Professor McGonagall called.

The little girl stepped forward, and placed the hat on her head. After a moment's deliberation it called out

"Hufflepuff!" in its loud voice. The girl looked relieved and ran over to the Hufflepuff table.

And so it continued, until the last first year had been sorted.

Dumbledore stood, and the students were silenced.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Firstly, may our First Years be warmly received in all of their houses. Before we announce the changing's in staff positions, I have an announcement to make." The students began to chatter again. It hadn't gone unnoticed that their appeared to be no new teacher for Defence Against the Dark Arts.

"Please," Dumbledore called. "Please!" there was silence. "We have a transfer student." He nodded at Sarah, who began to walk down the aisle to the front of the Hall. All eyes were fixed one her. She was transfixed by the ceiling, watching as the stars twinkled down at her. "Miss Sarah Williams will be joining our fifth year classes. Please make her welcome. Miss Williams? May we sort you now?" He asked.

She nodded.

"That thing's creepy" She said. A few people laughed. Ron began to wave excitedly. Sarah rolled her eyes and sat on the stool. McGonagall placed the hat on her head.

In her mind, Sarah heard a voice, and felt something prodding around.

'Hey, stop that' She thought.

'There is nothing to fear, my dear, for I am merely a hat, with the small task of finding you a house. Now, let us see. Clever, indeed, Ravenclaw would benefit from you, but maybe not as much as the other houses. Certainly not Hufflepuff, but Slytherin.'

Sarah thought of the stories Sarah had heard about that house from the Weasley's, Harry and Hermione.

'I think not, then. I suppose it will just be'

"Gryffindor!" Said house began to cheer wildly. Sarah reached down to high five everyone at the table, but they didn't get it.

'Maybe it's just an American thing…' She thought.

Harry Ron immediately moved over so she could sit between him and Harry.

"Right, so where's the grub?" Sarah said, rubbing her hands together.

"Grub?" Ron asked

"It means food, Ron, food." Harry said. "It'll be here soon, as soon as Dumbledore finishes his speech."

"… and I hope she has a wonderful time here at the school." Sarah realised that Dumbledore was still talking about her. "Now, onto new subjects. Our Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, it would seem, has not arrived yet, so I can't introduce him. I can tell you that his name is professor Sidhe." Sarah giggled. Sid, what a funny name for a professor. "And he has kindly agreed to teach you…" It was now that the Hall doors blew open.

"Dumbledore, when I am through with you, you will be so unrecognisable that…" Sarah grew pale. It was his voice. Again.

"Why has he continued to haunt me?" She wailed, causing her to receive a few strange looks from the people at her table.

A tall blonde man walked through the doors and down the hallway. It was the King of the Goblins.

Harry, Hermione, Ron and three other Weasley's looked at Sarah.

"Why, Professor Sidhe, what ever is the matter?" Dumbledore asked, a twinkle in his eye.

"You know perfectly well what is wrong. How dare you get me inebriated and then trick me into signing this, this contract to teach at your crappy school!" The Goblin King threw a small pile of papers covered in a scrawled signature, in front of Dumbledore.

"I think you will find that it was you who got himself inebriated, and you who agreed to sign the contract. And, that this contract is binding."

"What? NO! I am not teaching at your silly Hoggle school"

"Hogwarts!" A brave student cried. The Goblin King rolled his eyes, conjured a crystal and threw it at the boy.

It was Ron. He promptly disappeared

"Where did you send him?" Professor McGonagall asked. Snape was smirking, the other teachers looking worried, trying to decide whether or not to draw their wands. They decided against it.

"To an oubliette of course!" Jareth conjured another crystal and placed it on the contract. It blew up.

The contract still sat on the table in front of him.

He tried again.

The same thing happened.

"Dumblefore, what have you done?" He cried

"I told you it was binding. Now, come sit down, let me introduce you to your students, bring back the boy, and have some dinner with us."

Jareth hesitate for a moment.

"There's wine" Dumbledore said

"Oh alright." Jareth said, pouring himself a glass and sitting in Dumbledore's chair.

"Students, this is your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, professor Sidhe." The professors' only movement was to drain a glass of wine, then pour himself another, glaring at Dumbledore as he did so.

"Onto other business," Someone's stomach grumbled. It was followed by another. Two more followed, in perfect harmony. Harry suspected it was the twins. He looked over at Sarah, who sat looking down at her fingers, Numair sitting at her feet.

'When did he come in I wonder.' Harry thought.

The rest of the meal continued uneventfully, until Professor Sidhe got up and told Snape that he reminded him of the babe (What babe? The babe with the power. What power? Etc etc, ya know?)

Eventually Ron was brought back, which Dumbledore convinced the Professor to do once he had had plenty of wine.

The Prefects began to lead everyone back to their rooms, and when Sarah had reached hers, she grabbed her broom and raced out to the courtyards, Numair at her heels.

She picked him up and placed him in front of her. Even though he had his wings, they would be useless for at least a week longer, maybe more. He had yet to reach the eight-week mark, which was when his kind began to gain the use of their wings.

"Let's go" She said.

She flew

High, into the clouds, above the school. Sarah hovered, before beginning slow circles around the grounds, thinking as she flew.

'Why is he here' She thought, frowning. 'Is it me he's after? Or did Dumbledore really convince him to teach here?' Sarah began to dread the thought of being taught by him. Luckily, she wasn't visited during her Dralking sessions by him, as Dumbledore was teaching her Dada.

But she still didn't understand why she had been sent to Hogwarts.

'I guess I can do this wizardry stuff, but didn't that letter say something about strange powers? Maybe I should ask Dumbledore…"

She heard the clock in the entrance hall chiming the hour loudly, and realised that it was nearly the time for the doors to be shut. Sarah quickly flew back to the ground and made it inside as the caretaker came to shut the doors. She hurried back up to her dorm, only getting lost twice, and being redirected by some kindly paintings, and one kindly ghost who called himself Nearly Headless Nick. She shuddered at the memory of when she had asked him why he was Nearly headless.

Whispering the password to the Gryffindor dorm rooms, leones laudatus, and trudged back up to her room. She realised that there was no one else in the dorm, as the other two were completely full.

Sarah chose the bed closest to the window, not bothering to change, just rolling up into a ball, and looking out the window until she fell asleep.

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Ananah! This is chapter 12!

Haven't been having the best day, so I think this one kinda reflected that a little.

I needed to put in a little bit bout TKotG, just cos he's super sexy…

Anyways, I put up two because I don't know if I'll get one done tomorrow, cos I have more crappy choir camp sniff sniff