Chapter 2: The sorting.
(Hermione's Pov)
One word to describe Hogwarts, "amazing" the whole castle is surrounded by the most angelic countryside views or so I'm being told; I wouldn't complain but it was dark when we arrived at the castle's "Great Hall". Rubbing my hands on the outer side of my robes to rid them of sweat, I looked up at Susan with a smile to which she returned. I was about to engage in a conversation about which house she would like to be placed in, when a young boy stood up from the back and said "So the rumours are true, Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts!" I immediately stiffened as whispers ran through the group of first years as the young boy marched straight up to Harry, and got in his face about not having the right friend status by hanging out with poor Ronald. As they continued their battle, a witch appeared in front of the two boys. Professor McGonagall was an intimidating woman, but I respected her greatly after reading about her part in helping the school begin in my favourite book "A Hogwarts's History".
The procession into the main hall was quite nerve wracking, walking all the way up to the front hoping and willing that I wouldn't trip over my own feet. The sorting hat was really not what I expected but I do know that he has a good sense of placing people in the correct houses. "Hermione Granger" Professor McGonagall called out. I took a deep breath and made my way up to the seat, the hat was placed on my head and I got the sense of someone prodding my mind. "Hhmm, you have the cunning of a Slytherin, but the heart of a Gryffindor. Smart, intelligent, yes, yes I see now you must be a….Gryffindor!" Shouted the sorting hat.
Jumping of the chair with a big smile on my face I ran over to the Gryffindor table, but not before wishing Susan good luck. As soon as I got there, the first thing I noticed was the third year boy from before… only there was two of him not one. I shook my head trying to clear it but the twin image was still there, then I realised "He is a Twin!" "Hello 'Mione, my name is George Weasley and this is my twin Fred – more commonly known as the idiot who ran into you – but just so you know im the better looking twin!" he said with a wink. Poor Fred looked really embarrassed and I couldn't blame him, "Nice to meet you both, but I prefer Hermione" "Sure you do 'Mione!" said Fred with a wink. I smiled at them both, before looking at them closely.
Both boys sported the house robes of Gryffindor, and surprisingly vibrant ginger locks that came just above their ears cut to style with the freckles on their face to match. Realisation struck in her as Ronald sat next to her; she looked back and forth between Ronald and the twins and exclaimed, "Are you related, because the resemblance is almost uncanny!" Both of the twins looked horrified at the thought but answered her anyway. "Why yes 'Mione" said Fred and George continued, "We are related by blood, he's our annoying younger brother" "And I'm telling you now, we look nothing alike" "We are the better looking bunch in the whole family" they said together with identical smirks.
Laughing at their antics I turned to listen to Professor Dumbledore welcome the first years, before the feast magically appeared in front of us. Getting what food I wanted from the plates was incredibly hard as the three Weasley's around me took almost everything of the silver platter and dumped it on their own plate. I was appalled but no one seemed to notice apart from Fred who winked at me and pulled me into a one armed hug, "Cheer up 'Mione. You get to spend all year with me!" He said cheekily, I laughed and cuffed him upside the head and he let out a very weird shriek, food coming out in the process. I fell into a fit of laughter as the food had seemingly landed on George who now looked like he could murder poor Fred. As appalled as I should be at the moment I couldn't help but laugh as George threw a handful of spaghetti at Fred, resulting in a food fight. My first night in the Gryffindor House was spent with friends and spaghetti in my bushy brown hair, I finally felt like I belonged somewhere.