"He's kind of cute," Hermione giggled, Ron and Neville had both left for a short walk laving the three of us on our own.
"Who, Ron, Neville, or evil?" We had nicknamed Draco Malfoy evil, just because it was easier than messing around with the whole last name thing. And we could talk dirty about him whenever we wanted and no one would know who we where talking about.
"Ron of course, Neville is a bit fat for my liking, and evil is... well... evil," Hermione replied.
"Do you think we should get our robes on? I mean, before the two boys come back," Lisa offered.
"Probably," I replied. We pulled our robes out of our trunks and quickly changed.
"I just realized, if we ever flirted with anybody everyone would think we where gay," Lisa said.
"Which is why we can't flirt with anybody, Hermione?" I turned to face her, she was the biggest flirt of the three of us.
"I wasn't planning on it," Hermione said, "I was just saying."
"We get you where just saying but what if someone was walking by right at that moment?"
"Good think he sounds a lot like she, then we could have just lied and said we where talking about some muggle girl in our neighborhood," Lisa said.
"Hey, we're back." Ron and Neville came back in.
"Hey Ron, hey Neville." Lisa grinned.
"I see you've already changed into your robes, we probably should too." Ron climbed up on the chair and pulled out his and Neville's robes from their trunks. Once we realized that they weren't going to go to the bathroom to change (why should they since we're guys to them) I quickly turned away and pretended to be looking out the window, Lisa made a big show of looking down and tying and untying her shoe trying to make it perfect, and Hermione fortunately had a book in her lap which she instantly lifted up and pretended to read. We where trying to look inconspicuous, but Ron noticed.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, pulling his robes over his head. "Or are you just really shy or something?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Lisa asked, not taking her eyes away from her shoes.
"I was just asking, because the instant me and Neville began changing you all distract yourselves with something else, Harry it's pitch black out there so why are you looking out the window, Leon you've tied your shoe how many times already? And Hermes, you're books upside down."
"What? Oh... yeah... I do that... sometimes... you know.... just for fun... it's a kind of odd challenge thing... that I do.... sometimes..." Hermione stuttered, flipping her book over.
"I like looking at the dark, it's a change from the light, cuz it's not light, and the world is so like full of light, so the darks a bit of a nice change... sometimes..." I improvised.
"I'm just a perfectionist," Lisa told him smoothly.
"Yeah, right." Ron looked highly skeptical but the train began to slow down and he was distracted.
"Great, we're here!" he said gleefully, "do you know if you're coming the the carriages or if you're going with Hagrid?" Ron asked.
"Um, actually we don't know," I said.
"Well, come out anyways, I suppose we'll find out." We all got up and exited the train. Once outside we heard a booming voice.
"Potter! Turpin! and Granger! Over here please! Potter! Turpin! and Granger!"
"I guess that's your answer," Ron said, "It sounds like Hagrid, see you later I guess." Ron and Neville left and me, Lisa, and Hermione made our way over to the voice. It was coming from a huge man.
"Hello!" he said, as we approached him. "Are you three Potter, Turpin, and Granger?"
"Last time I checked, yes," I replied.
"Well great, you thee boys come with me." the man turned and began to walk away, "I'm Hagrid by the way," he told us as we walked. We followed the station, where most of the crowd had already disappeared. A carriage that was being pulled along by nothing was waiting for us.
"Here we go, get in," Hagrid said, opening the door for us. The three of us clambered in and Hagrid came up on our rear. The carriage must have been magically enlarged, but even then, Hagrid got a whole side to himself and he practically filled it.
"So, Harriett, Lisa, and Hermione," Hagrid addressed us using our real names, he laughed at out surprised expressions. "Don't worry, I already know, Dumbledore told me, the other teachers know too but not a single student knows."
"Oh," Lisa said quietly.
"Well, anyways, Dumbledore's got a private room for the three of you, that way you have some time to be, y'know, girls, whenever you go there. And do you have your names figured out, Dumbledore told me what they were supposed to be but her figured you'd probably changed them."
"Lisa and Harriett have the same fake name, but I've changed mine to Hermes," Hermione told him.
"Okay, so, Dumbledore said that you where al sorted during the summer, is that right? He also said that you were all in Gryffindor."
"Yes, that is right." Lisa lied.
"So then that means you can pretty much just get settled into the run of things around here, don't have to worry about sorting." the carriage stopped, "We're here, I'd better go, Professor Sprout is taking the first years in but I still need to tell Dumbledore about your name change, see ya!" Hagrid got out. The three of us sat in silence for a moment.
"Shall we go?" Lisa finally asked.
"Yeah, let's," I replied, getting out of the carriage. The Great Hall was fairly easy to find. The slipped inside unnoticed then came across the problem of where to sit.
"And you are?" We jumped at the stern voice behind us, turning around we found ourselves face to face with a strict looking woman.
"Oh, I know who you are," Her voice changed, she gave us a small smile, "is there any problem?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah, we have no idea where to sit," I said.
"Well, Dumbledore said you where all in Gryffindor, which would be my house, it's the farthest table over there." she pointed us in the right direction.
"Thank you Professor..." Lisa trailed off.
"McGonagall," the woman finished, "I'm your Transfiguration teacher and head of house, now if you'll excuse me," Professor McGonagall walked past us heading up to the head of the room where there was a large table with what was probably the teachers sitting at it.
"Well, let's go to our seats then," Hermione said, pulling us along to the table McGonagall has pointed at.
"Why'd you lie about being in Gryffindor?" I asked Lisa on our way there.
"Dumbledore lied," Lisa replied, "I figured there must have been a reason for it so might as well go along with it, right?"
"Right."
"What are gryffindor and Slytherin anyways?" Hermione asked.
"The four Hogwarts houses," I replied, "They're like teams basically."
"Oh, so we're on the Gryffindor team?"
"Uh-huh, and from what Ron said evil and his thugs are on the Slytherin team."
"Speaking of Ron there he is right there," Lisa said, and he's at the table we're supposed to be at. And so is Neville."
"Of course they are, they're on our team, that's what they said on the train anyways, right?" Hermione asked.
"Yep, he did say he was in Gryffindor." I replied.