Chapter 4
Ewan took a deep breath then walked up to the stool. As he sat down, he tried to concentrate on his breathing.
'Ah, excellent mind we have here' said a voice inside Ewan's head. 'Brave and Smart, cunning yet fair.'
Ewan swallowed and looked around the great. There were eyes everywhere on him. 'Can you hear me?' he thought to the voice.
'Yes, of course' replied the voice. 'Ah, a secret, you hold. You're not who you say you are.'
'Of course I am who I say I am. I'm Ewan Tyler!' Ewan thought angrily.
'You weren't always Ewan Tyler!' said the voice.
'Then who WAS I!?' Ewan growled, 'If you know then tell me!'
'You're Ewan Potter and I know the perfect house for you' the voice answered. "RAVENCLAW!"
The Great Hall clapped for its new student, the Ravenclaw table being the loudest. Ewan followed the other students who were sorted into Ravenclaw. He watched as Fred and George were sorted into Gryffindor. Ewan felt a pang of sadness for not being sorted into the same house as the Twins and Lee. Hopefully, they would still be willing to be friends.
After all the names were called and the Sorting Hat put away, Headmaster Dumbledore stood up.
"Greetings, all. Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Before we eat, I'd like a brief word, thank you!" He sat back down.
Ewan was utterly confused at the headmaster. But when he turned to look at the table is was full of food. Ewan helped himself to a bit but didn't want to get overstuffed, in case there was any dessert. While eating he looked around the Great Hall. Everyone was talking. He looked towards the Gryffindor table and caught a glimpse of Fred.
Fred just shrugged at him before returning to his meal. After everyone was full of Food, the food vanished and Dumbledore stood up once again.
"I have just a few announcements before we all are headed off to our wonderful beds. First years please note that the Forbidden Forest is forbidden to ALL. Also, everyone please make yourself aware of forbidden items and rules on, our caretaker, Argus Filch, office door. Prefects, please escorts first years to your dorms."
Ewan followed a fifth year boy to the Ravenclaw dorms. At the door was a bronze eagle-shaped knocker that talked.
"If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it does it make a sound?" the bronze eagle asked.
The prefect turned to the first years. "The questions get harder as the year progress, the younger the year the easier the question. Anyone want to try and answer?"
A timid looking girl was first to speak up. "Yes" she said quietly.
The prefect smiled and the door opened.
The Ravenclaw common room is wide and circular. It has graceful arched windows, and the walls are hung with blue and bronze silks. The domed ceiling is painted with stars, which are echoed in the midnight-blue carpet. Tables, chairs, and bookcases cover the expanse of the floor, and a white-marble statue of Rowena Ravenclaw sits next to the door that leads to the dormitories above.
"Boy's dorm is up on your left, girls up on your right. Breakfast starts at 6am, you don't need to bring anything to breakfast tomorrow. Goodnight." He said before going off to his other fifth year friends who had just entered.
Ewan and three other boys made their way up to the boy's dorm, marked by a sign saying, 'First years'.
After making sure everything was put away and introducing himself to the other boys, he changed into his pajama's and laid down on his blue clad four poster bed and looked out of the window.
'Who is Ewan Potter?' He asked to himself before falling asleep.
FLASHBACK
"Do you want the lion, eagle, badger, or snake?" asked James to his soon-to-be two year old son.
"Li, li!" said the one year old gleefully.
"Oi, James don't start that again!" said his wife from the kitchen. "You will be proud for whatever house he is in… even Slytherin."
"Merlin, I hope not Slytherin. Isn't that right, Ewan, we don't need any snaky Slytherin, do we?"
"Yes, yes" said Ewan, jumping up and down.
"No, no, anything but Slytherin." Said James laughing.
END OF FLASHBACK
Ewan woke early. He didn't remember the dream only that he was in it. Ten minutes later he was showered and left the common room towards the Great Hall for breakfast.
After sitting down with the Ravenclaw table, Ewan helped himself to a bit of eggs and bacon. As he ate the hand touched his shoulder, he looked around and saw the shortest person he had ever seen.
"Erm... hello, sir." He said to the Professor.
"Hello, Tyler right? Yes I have your class schedule here; I am Professor Flitwick, your head of house and Charms teacher." said the Professor.
"Oh, thank you sir" He said taking his schedule. Looking at it he had: Astronomy, Charms, and Defense against the Dark Arts, Herbology, History of Magic, Potions, and Transfiguration.
Today, he had Defense against the Dark Arts with the Hufflepuff's, then History of Magic with the Slytherin's, lunch, and then Herbology with the Hufflepuff's. After eating he walked back up to the Ravenclaw common room but not before having to answer a riddle.
"Why can't you take a picture of a person with hair curlers?" asked the bronze- eagle knocker.
"Ah, you need a camera not hair curlers…?" he said.
"Correct" the knocker said opening the door. Ewan rolled his eyes, 'Why can't we have a normal door with a normal password?' he thought running up to the first year dorm and grabbing his backpack.
On his way to the defense against the darks arts class he bumped into his new house mates, Liam Scott, Le Chun, and Roger Davis. He sat down next to Liam in the front of the class. There teacher was Professor Ridley, who taught them out of books.
Many older Ravenclaw's had said that one teacher never taught DADA twice, that the position was cursed. Which apparently caused a great upset with the book smart Ravenclaw's who wanted consistency.
After lunch Liam, Roger, Le, and Ewan made their way towards History of Magic. History of Magic was taught by the only ghost teacher, Professor Binns. Many students fell asleep in this class. In between writing his notes, Ewan sat there in face in his hand doodling on his parchment.
Thankfully, the bell rang throughout the castle. They four boys then made their way towards the Great Hall for lunch. After lunch, Ewan and the others made their way greenhouse's for Herbology, this was taught by Professor Sprout.
After Herbology, the Ravenclaw boys made their way to the dormitory.
"What is the largest possible number you can write using only 2 numbers - just 2 numbers, no other mathematical symbols?" asked the knocker. Five minutes passed before Le solved it with a "99".
For two hours the boys did their homework and studied before heading down to the Great Hall for dinner. On their way down, Ewan ran into Fred and George Weasley.
"Hey Fred, hey George." He said waving to the twins.
"Hey mate, you know…"
"It's okay that you got sorted into Ravenclaw."
"Better Ravenclaw then Slytherin anyway."
Together Fred, George, and Ewan made their way to the great hall for dinner.
"Plus, you know mate…"
"…you can help us with our homework…"
"… and ever our pranks…"
Ewan laughed. "Maybe not pranks… oh are you two going to try out for Gryffindor quidditch team?"
"Of course…"
"…we're going to try to be beaters…"
"…what about you?"
"I never flew before…" Ewan said.
"You should still try…"
"…never know, you may be…"
"…really, good."
"Yeah" said Ewan who was reminded of what the hat said. 'You're Ewan Potter…' Ewan looked at the twins. "Do you guys know of anyone with the last name Potter?"
"Potter?" said George scratching his head
"The boy-who-lived…" said Fred.
"Who is the Boy-Who-Lived?"
"You don't know about the Boy-Who-Lived!?"
"What kind of Ravenclaw are you!?"
"I was raised by muggles remember!" said Ewan
"Oh yeah…"
"That's right…"
"Okay so the Boy-Who-Lived is named Harry Potter, Halloween night seven years ago, He-who-must-not-be-named came to his parent's house…"
"Killed his parents and brother then went to killed baby Harry, but something happened…"
"You-know-who's spell rebounded on him!"
"Harry Potter is famous in our world." Finished George.
"…and his brother?" asked Ewan. "What about him? What was his name? How old was he?"
"Killed by You-Know-who, he was only 3, name was Ewan Potter. Hey, you have the same name, wicked!" answered Fred.
"Yeah, wicked" whispered Ewan. 'I'm Ewan Potter, but I'm alive…'
Fred and George entered the Great Hall with Ewan behind them. Ewan wasn't paying attention and accidently bumped into a Professor. Looking up from the floor, he so the Potions Professor, Professor Snape with a snare on his face. His emerald green eyes stared into the cold onyx eyes.
"Tyler, is it? Detention 6 o'clock tonight, don't be late!" he barked.
Ewan slowly got up and practically ran to the Ravenclaw table, keeping his eyes on his plate.
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Albus Dumbledore watched as young Tyler ran to his table. He had this nagging feeling of familiarity with the boy, but he couldn't place him. He stole one last glance at the boy before returning to his treacle tart.
