A/N: Yo! I've got the second chapter! And I'm surprised that this is so well liked! I mean, it was only one chapter. And quite short one at that! Still, thanks to the two that reviewed and the people that decided to follow or favorite this story! It makes me happy!

Though I'm sure you will hate me at the end of this chapter!

Obligatory disclaimer: Only own the plotline and the silver in the eagle vision (sense). Would like to own Altair though...

And now on with the story!

Part 2

The train slowed down to a stop and Altair jumped down on the Hogsmeade platform. He was down there even before the train doors opened. Still, he wasn't sure where he was to go. Olivander told him he might have to take the boats with the first years, as he was not sorted into any house.

"First years and Altair Ibn-La'Ahad, please follow me," sounded a female voice. It clearly carried over the chattering of the students and Altair made his way over to a short woman.

When she had all the first years, she led them through a passage that at the shores of a gigantic lake. There were boats and Altair shuddered. He did learn to swim during his time with Olivander, but it didn't mean he liked it!

"Only four to a boat," the lady said and then added, "You're with me, Ibn-La'Ahad."

It made sense so Altair climbed in the boat with her and when everyone had a boat, she gave a comand and the boats started sailing across the lake.

It was several minuts later when the lady, probably a professor of some sorts, shouted: "Heads down!"

They sailed into some kind of underground harbor.

And when the boats came to a stop, Altair was the first one to be on the land. I really don't like huge amounts of water!he thought to himself and then started following the first years and the professor up and towards the gigantic front door of the castle of Hogwarts.

Harry was manhandeled into one of the coaches by his friends, seeing as he was not paying attention to anything. His mind was still on that stranger. He didn't see much of his face, only a scar on his lip, but the think that caught his eyes was the missing finger on his left hand.

And for the love of Merlin, Harry couldn't figure out how he lost it.

They entered the great hall and Luna went to her table while the rest of them went to Gryffindor. There they were met by some of their other classmates and friends. One of them being Angelina Johnson.

"Hi, they made me captain," she told Harry.

"That's great, I'm sure you'll do a good job," he smiled at her, but then went to watching the door. Looking for that guy. Why he was trying so hard to find him, he didn't know, but he just wanted to see him again.

In the meantime, Altair was standing in a small room with the first years. They were all muttering as to how they were gonna be sorted. He, of course knew, but he sure as hell wasn't telling them. Where would the fun be in that? After all, they were spouting some rather interesting theories and one has to keep themselves entertained, right?

Then, his senses caught something weird and his head snapped up to the front wall. And yes, out of it floated several ghosts.

It's probably just like Olivander said, they do this every year... and with that, Altair opened the book he still had in his hand and went back to reading to pass the time till McGonagall returned.

And return she did. After several minutes, that is.

"Please, follow me," she said and all the firsties lined up like little ducklings. Altair last and looking kinda bored. Olivander had told him many things about Hogwarts. And so the ceiling was no surprise to him. Yes, it was an impresive piece of magic, but that was it.

The professor then placed a ratty old three-legged stool in front of the head table and on it she placed a patched up hat.

Altair sighed. This was going to be the most boring part. Apart from the sorting itself. Not counting his own. He was actually looking forward to some talking with the hat.

The hat started to sing and Altair looked around at the kids seated at the tables. There, at one of them was the green eyed little imp. And at the site of him, a small smile appeared on Altair's face. And then he spotted the weird blond girl that he shared his compartment with first. She was interesting, maybe I'll talk to her more later, he mused.

Then he activated his eagle sense, thankfull for the hood that was hiding most of his face from view. He swiped across all the tables. Some were glowing red, that was mainly the case with the Slytherins. But there were some in other houses too. There were also red glows sitting at the head table. Mainly, two. One, he was not too surprised by, as it was probably the defense teacher. The other on the other hand... Olivander told him to look under the surface, but for the headmaster to glow red?

Altair swore to himself to get to the bottom of this.

Next were the blue glowing ones. Allies. Only one at the head table – black clad man with greasy hair. Probably Snape, thought Altair, remembering Olivander's descriptions of the staff members.

There were more within the student body. One of them being the blond girl – Luna. Surprisingly though, she was not only blue, but white also. Interesting. Will have to make talking to her a higher priority, decided Altair.

And next there were the white ones. Three or four at the head table, and then some at each table. One of them being the bushy haired girl from the train. Altair sighed at this, she was just soo bossy!

He was about to turn his eagle sense off, but something caught his eyes. The boy from the train – Harry, he remembered. He was glowing too. But it was a color he never saw before! Silver. What the hell did that mean?!

And then his musing was interrupted by McGonagall calling the first name.

One by one, the first years were called and sorted into the different houses. And then, McGonagall said:

"This year, first in two hundered years, we have a transfer student." Whisperes broke out at this and all eyes were instantly on Altair.

"Mr. Ibn-La'Ahad," she stumbled a bit over the name, "if you would come up here and let the hat sort you?"

Altair complied and walked to the stool, sat down and placed the hat on his head.

"Wooooow..." drawled a voice in his head...

A/N: Okay. Now you can hate me! xD