Chapter Five: Toe of Frog

Description: Sometimes people are forgotten as time moves on. No matter whom they are or what they did. Left in the dust as the fame of those around them rises, even if those that are famous didn't contribute to life as much, they are still less then memories. Once upon a time, a boy united a people, and became a great hero. Once upon the same time, there was a girl who did not. This is her story.

Disclaimer: Look, I don't own Harry Potter, I don't even own most of these titles (My brother thinks of some of them, most of the others are quotes.) The only things I can think of right now that I own are Sophie, her owl and Padma's Owl. Now what am I supposed to do with those alone? My point exactly.

A/N: I would like to thank HellHathNoFuryLikeMine, for reviewing, putting me on her favorite authors list, and this story on her favorite stories list. Words cannot express my gratitude! (Sorry I'm taking so long; I had to get the first book from the library for reference and I tend to procrastinate. Pluss. I've had way to much work. Oh, and I have other stories I have been working on.)

Quote of the Day: "What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult." Sigmund Freud

"So… Padma…, what do you think of the HolyHead Harpies?" Sophie asked one of her new acquaintances, trying to ease the somewhat awkward situation, as the four girls got off of the Hogwarts Express.

"They're brilliant! I-I mean I think they are okay…" Sophie giggled at this.

"Don't worry they're my favorite too!"

"Thank goodness," The Indian girl whispered "my sister doesn't get that involved in Quidditch. She gets upset when I talked about stats and stuff like that in front of her."

The girls continued walking and talking with each other, paying no attention to what they were doing, until Sophia heard her sister calling her frantically.

"Sophie! Sophie!"

"What?" She asked curtly in response, just before she walked into what seemed to be an extremely large man.

"You must be a first year," The unusually large man said cheerfully, "I'm Hagrid, keeper of the Keys here at Hogwarts, and I'll take ya to the boats." The only thing Sophie could do to respond to was nod meekly and follow him after embarrassing herself. She then purposely fell behind in order to reach her sister.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Sophia snapped at the bushy-haired girl in somewhat of a whisper.

"Excuse me!? I was trying to warn you but, you refused to listen!" said a defensive Hermione in the same tone as her sister, which caused Sophia to scoff.

"Whatever."

Upon reaching the boats (both Granger girls had known about because each had read Hogwarts: A History) they, Sophie, Hermione, and Padma and Pavarti Patil (No more than four people to a boat) got into one. The entire lake looked dark and mysterious, helping ad to the excitement of the traditional, first year, trip to the castle in which the children would live for the next academic year, and hopefully, many more. On one of the other boats, Sophie thought she saw a red blur, thanks to the darkness she was unable to tell, however she couldn't help but wonder that it might be one of the boys she had met earlier, Ron Weasley. There were other red-headed people weren't there? So there was no possibility it was him. Sophia's mind was simply trying to torture her by making her think of him, that's it.

While Sophie was trying to make herself seem less boy-crazy to… well… herself. Hermione noticed both the intense look on her sister's face and, through the dim light of the lantern, a slight blush. She shook her head at this. Sophia really needed to sort out her priorities, even if the boys in that compartment were cute, she shouldn't be thinking of that now. She needed to decide which house she wanted to be in. (She still hadn't told Hermione about the Ravenclaw thing.)

After a little while they reached the castle and got of the boats, everyone was astonished by the building's air of beauty & mystery. In short, only one word could describe it in Sophie's mind: Magical.

As everyone was getting caught up it the wonders of the castle Pavarti whispered quietly to Sphia.

"Sophie…I was wondering…are the rumors true? Is Harry Potter actually going to Hogwarts this year…?"

At first the raven-haired girl failed to notice, but when she did she only nodded in reply (She was to engrossed in the building before her.), leaving the curious Patil twin unsatisfied.

"How do you know?" The Pavarti continued.

Sophie had had it with her already and she barely met her a few hours ago, she briefly felt a large wave of pity for Padma.

"I mean you could be lying to me and-" she yapped

"Look over their." Sophia interrupted as she pointed in the general direction of the green-eyed boy in question.

"Why?"

Padma must have built up some sort of immunity to her sister's annoying ways.

"Just look." Sophie commanded in a harsh whisper causing her tormentor to obey.

"Oh…"

The blue-eyed granger smirked at her triumph (shutting the bothersome Indian girl up)

"Welcome New Students!" a familiar, stern, voice sounded as they entered the Hogwarts castle. It was McGonagall, to whom Hermione had grown quite fond. "I am going to take you into the Great Hall where, you will be sorted into you houses. After you have been sorted, you will sit down at your houses table. Excuse me while I tell the Professors that you are ready."

With that, she left.

While the professor was gone, Sophie saw a rather cocky looking platinum blond-haired boy make his way over to Harry and Ron. (Who she had located moments before.)

"So, the rumors are true. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." The bond boy said.

There were monetary whispers from all over the crowd but they soon died down.

"I'm Draco Malfoy" The cocky youth said proudly.

Ronald sniggered.

"Red hair, hand-me-down robes: You must me a Weasly."

This did not please Ron (or Harry for that matter)

"Anyway…Potter, you'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better then others." Draco said as he extended his hand to the boy who lived.

"I think I can tell for myself, thank you." Harry answered as McGonagall returned.

"The sorting will commence soon," The professor stated, "And remember your house wil be like your family for the rest of your stay at Hogwarts. You misbehave: you lose points, you do well: you gain points."

Everyone nodded. And as everyone was starting to move forward a yell could be heard.

"Trevor!"

It was Neville; apparently Trevor had made his way up to the castle, safe and sound. As they started going to the Great Hall again, Sophia smiled.

"Told you." She said to her sister

"Told me what?" Asked a confused Hermione

"I told you that Neville could find hid toad on his own and… guess what? He did!" Sophie stated

"You are impossible." The exasperated bushy-haired girl said

"I know!" Sophia said proudly.

Author's Note (A/N:) I am SUPER sorry that this chapter took me so long, I feel really bad I promise that the next chapter will be done quicker. (now I'm not saying its going to be done fast…) Anyway…I hope you liked it! Tootles!

End Quote: "I can't tell you if genius is hereditary, because heaven has granted me no offspring." James Whistler