We all sat patiently as McGonagall began calling up the first a short while, I duly noted there were a lot more Hufflepuffs this year.

"Potter, Harry." That one name stole the breath out of everybody's lungs. The young man sheepishly walked up to the stool and took a careful seat. His hair was disheveled and seemed as if it would never lie flat, and his glasses seemed to be held together by a piece of tape in the center. All in all, he looks like the complete opposite of the hero he supposedly is. But hey, he's still just a kid.

Every student was sitting anxiously with baited breaths, even some of the teachers looked nervous.

"Better be...GRYFFINDOR!" The screams were deafening. There were people cheering and yelling and singing. Fred, George, and I danced around in a circle singing "We got Potter!" rather loudly, but can you blame us? This kid is an absolute legend, and he's only eleven.

Harry timidly took a seat next to Percy Weasley as McGonagall tried to calm us down, but even she couldn't contain the small smile on her usually stern face. We all eventually managed to calm and took our seats to watch the rest of the sorting, but nobody was paying close attention. It seemed as if everyone's eyes kept flickering back to Harry every 3 seconds. The excitement and pride was still coursing through the veins of my house.

I zoned out after everyone calmed, already knowing where Ron would be placed. Dumbledore's voice soon pulled me out of my daydreams.

"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I'd like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you." Everyone clapped and giggled as Dumbledore returned to his seat.

The food appeared on the house tables and everyone eagerly leaned in to grab their favorite dish. I immediately searched for the mashed potatoes, practically tearing the bowl from the center of the table and putting a heap on my plate. Next to mac-n-cheese, mashed potatoes are godsent.

"Hello Harry Potter, I'm Percy Weasley, prefect for the Gryffindor house. Pleasure to meet you." Percy vigorously shook Harry's hand, almost tearing the kids arm off.

"Oh yes, wonderful to meet you Mr. Potter!"

"We are Fred and George Weasley, troublemakers for the Gryffindor house. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." Fred and George each grabbed one of Harry's hands and shook them ten times harder than Percy with shit-eating grins, obviously mocking him. When Percy's face slowly started to turn as red as the scarlet on his robes, I decided it was time to step in.

"Don't mind those two, right twats they are. Nice ta' meet ya' kiddo, I'm Harley." I reached over the table to gently shake his hand, and then dived right back into my meal. What can I say, I'm a food enthusiast.

"Alright piggy, leave some for the rest of the house!" I stuck my tongue out at Angelina's remark, making sure some roast beef was left on. I heard Katie Bell whine "Gross!" from further down the table, making Angelina and I laugh.

The hype of having Harry didn't really die down. When he walked into the Great Hall for breakfast the next morning, people were still gawking at the poor boy.

"Harry!" I waved him over to where Fred, George, Ron and I sat. I felt bad because the twins dragged Ron away before Harry could even make it downstairs fully.

He looked grateful for my invite and quickly took the empty seat next to Ron.

I tried to start conversation and calm him down by asking simple questions. "How was your first night in the dorms?"

"It was really nice, the beds here are so comfortable!"

"Trust me, she knows. First night here she passed out as soon as she got in her dorm, I'm surprised she even made it to the bed. She didn't get up until the end of lunch the next day."

"Oh hush up Fred, y'all know how much I love and need sleep!" I blushed lightly and pushed him, laughing nonetheless. That day I walked into the Great Hall expecting pancakes but found lunch instead. Needless to say I was extremely confused.

"Miss Ashburn, your timetable." Our laughter was interrupted by McGonagall's bony fingers handing me my timetable.

"Thank ya Minnie!" McGonagall gave me a stern look and continued handing out the times tables.

Minnie became my nickname for McGonagall shortly after my first detention. I was calling her it in my head for awhile, and it sort of slipped out mid-conversation. She took away 5 points for disrespect the first month I called her that, but has since then given up on punishing me for my great nicknames. I think it's partially because she didn't want her house to lose the House Cup over something as simple as a name.

"Potions straight away? I swear, McGonagall has it out for us or something," Fred's complaining voiced my own thoughts. Professor Snape doesn't particularly like me - I doubt he likes anyone outside of Slytherin - but he does treat me slightly better than the rest of the Gryffindors. Apparently my father and him were quite close in their years at school, so that leaves me with a little more leeway than my ginger companions.

"He's not that bad. You make it seem as if he uses our body parts for potions or some sort."

"Oh shush Harley, you're just sticking up for him because he likes you." I stuck my tongue out at George, and he did the same back.

"Mr. Weasley, Miss Ashburn, I assumed we were more mature than this." Shit, caught by McGonagall.

"You are quite right, Madam. How dare we act so childish in such a prestigious adults presence! I am apologize for my companions behaviors, I will be sure to keep them in line from here on out," Fred finished his ridiculous speech with a low bow, causing Minnie to scoff and walk away.

George and I, however, were leaning on each other for support due to how hard we were laughing. George quickly got his composure after a few chuckles, but it wasn't so easy for poor ole me. I was still giggling by the time for Potions rolled around.

Walking into the Potions classroom I took my usual seat next to Lee in the back of the room; Fred and George sitting at the very last table behind us. Shortly after we sat down, Snape strolled in, his robes flowing behind him.

"This year we will be moving onto more advanced potions…." and so the year began.

Hey guys! I am SO sorry this took so long, but it takes me an extremely long time to write! I also was very busy studying for the ACT, but now I should have more time to update! Let me know what you think, bye!