Part 5
A little while later, all five of the girls had changed into their school robes and were all back in the compartment.
"I can't wait to see what house I'm in!" Leah said, a large smile on her face.
Siren turned to Vanessa. "Did Dumbledore explain the houses?"
"Yeah, he said there was four different houses that I could be sorted into: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Jigglypuff."
Siren laughed. "Close, the last one is actually Hufflepuff."
"I don't care what house I'm in, I just hope I end up with you lot." Hanna said.
"All five of us in the same house? That's not gonna happen." Samantha, who Vanessa was beginning to not like very much, scoffed.
"Just because you're guaranteed to be in Slytherin, Samantha, doesn't mean we won't all end up together."
"I don't want to be in Slytherin, stupid ancestry." Samantha muttered.
Hanna sighed.
"Wait, how do you know what house you'll be in?" Vanessa asked.
Samantha's green and silver gaze met Vanessa's blue one. "If we do somehow end up in the same house, I'll consider sharing my secret with you."
"Deal." Vanessa grinned.
"I don't think I'll end up in Slytherin, though. I'm not cunning, resourceful, or ambitious…" Leah sighed.
"Leah, don't worry about what house you're going to be in, the Sorting Hat is never wrong. It's sorted the Weasley's just fine so far...But I don't know about the twins being very brave." Siren said.
The other girls giggled and Vanessa just smiled.
"Oh, look!" Leah said, jumping up.
"Merlin! Leah, you stepped on my foot-hey! We're at Hogsmeade Station." Hanna was now also standing.
The girls were all standing at this, even Samantha looked excited.
"Come on then! Let's get off this train!"
~Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey Stuff~
The girls managed to stick together as they made their way to the platform.
"First years! First years over here!" Someone was shouting in a loud, rumbling voice.
"That's a big man." Leah said.
"That's Hagrid. Charlie told me he's really nice. Come on!" Siren said, forging ahead.
"Siren, wait up!"
Eventually, the girls caught up.
"Siren Potter, don't make us run after you like that!" Hanna mock-scolded.
"Potter? Ye wouldn't happen te be Harry Potter's sister would ye?" Hagrid asked the redhead.
"Yes, sir, I am." Siren said with all the pride that a spirited eleven year old girl could muster. "He's living with some muggle relatives of mine, but he'll get his letter next year."
"That's great te hear."
At that moment, they were joined by a pale girl with dark eyes and long, straight black hair.
"Hello, Hagrid." She said in a monotone voice.
"Nice te see ye, Miss Prince." Hagrid replied.
The girl nodded in acknowledgement.
"Hi! I'm Leah!" Leah, ever the friendly one, stuck out her hand, a kind smile on her face.
The girl looked slightly taken aback and rather shocked, as if she wasn't used to such things as the kindness the fair-haired girl was showing her.
"Magenta," she said, nodding again.
Leah quickly caught on to the fact that the girl wasn't one for handshakes and dropped her hand to her side.
"It's nice to meet you, Magenta! These are my friends. This is Siren, Hanna, Vanessa, and Samantha."
Magenta nodded yet again, her face never once changing from impassive.
"Oi! Siren!"
The girls turned to see Fred, George and someone else walking towards them.
"Still hanging out with these riff raff, are you?" asked the other boy that was with the twins.
"Hello, Lee, and, if by 'riff raff' you mean my friends, of course."
Lee smiled. "That's good. It's nice to see you, love."
George looked offended. "That is my nickname for her, Lee. Do not steal my nicknames."
Siren looked at them. "You lot are off your rockers."
Vanessa twirled a lock of black hair in her fingers.
Fred and George walked up to her. "Um, we wanted to apologize for being gits. We shouldn't have treated you the way we did, you're not your father. We're really sorry."
Vanessa was taken aback. "Um, it's alright."
The twins grinned.
"Okay!" Hagrid said loudly, looking at the assembly of 11-year-olds around him. "This way, first years! Ye will be taking the boats te the castle!"
Just as the little procession started moving, a voice rang out.
"Hey! Wait up! Don't forget me!"
Hagrid turned. "Ah, seems I did forget one." He muttered.
The boy who was racing up to them had sandy blonde hair and thin, rectangular wire-framed glasses. He caught up, completely out of breath.
"Wow." Samantha said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.
The boy, having heard her, gave her a funny look.
"I do believe that's everyone!" Hagrid said. "Alright, first years, te the boats!"