The train screeched to a stop. "Oh, I guess we'd better go." said the little red-haired girl named Ginny.
"Yes, I suppose so." We gathered our things, and followed the stream of students leaving the train. I was glad that we had changed into our robes a few minutes before, or we'd look like muggles walking into a witches school.
"Firs' Years! Firs' Years, all the Firs' Years this way! Is this all the Firs' Years?"
A giant man, with a hairy beard, stood next to the train yelling those words. A significantly shorter group of children were gathered around him. I suppose Ginny must have known about him, because her face lit up when she saw him.
"It's Hagrid! Hagrid, the groundskeeper! C'mon, we have to go! C'mon!"
She grabbed my hand, and dragged me towards the group. All of the other children were buzzing with excitement. Many giggled, some whispered, and one girl was crying.
"A'right! C'mon, follow me, this way Firs' Years!"
We followed Hagrid to a lake, where a fleet of rowboats were waiting.
"Aw'right. No more 'n 3 to a boat! Make sure you don't tip 'em."
Ginny and I headed to one of the boats, where a little blonde boy with a camera sat.
"Hello! I'm Colin Creevy What's your names?"
Ginny poke up promptly. "I'm Ginny Weasley, and this is my friend," she gestured towards me,
"Luna Lovegood. Nice to meet you, Colin." I shook his hand, and we sat down.
We rowed the boat over the lake, and a magnificent castle came into view.
"Whoa! What a castle!" Colin leaned over the side of the boat, snapping pictures.
"Colin, Colin, Colin, your leaning to far, your going to fall in!"
Ginny's prediction came true.
"WAAAAAAAAAHH! HELP!"
Colin fell into the lake, and was splashing around in all his heavy clothes.
"Hagrid! Hagrid, Colin's fallen in!" Ginny was both exited, and truly afraid.
Hagrid paddled over to the boat, and pulled the struggling Colin out of the water. He sat the boy back in the boat, now armed with Hagrid's fur coat.
"Well, now that's over, EVERYONE, PADDLE TOWARDS THE CASTLE!"
I was still amazed at the beautiful lights coming from the ruins. They sparkled from almost every window, the towers looming over the grounds. I was going to go to school here. This would be my new home.
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"All first years follow me. Now, I know your full of questions, so I will answer them all with this; once we are in, you will stand and wait for your name to be called. Once it has been, you will come forward and place the sorting hat on your head. The house name it calls out is your new home, no do-overs. You will then join your houses table."
Professor Magonagol was a total opposite of Hagrid. He was huge and boisterous, while she was rather small, strict, and prim-and-proper. No one was chatting while she spoke. There was almost a reverent silence (among us) when we walked in.
The older children however, were the loudest creatures I had ever seen. They shouted and waved, greeting all of the new students.
"YOU'LL WANT TO BE IN GRYPHINDOR!"
"HUFFLEPUFF IS THE BEST!"
"STAY OUT SLYTHERIN, YOU FILTHY MUD-BLOODS!"
The last comment was shouted by a rather detestable looking boy with greased-back white hair. I didn't know what it meant, but it sounded nasty, and rude. I immediately decided I did NOT want to be in Slytherin, if my housemates would be as vulgar-mouthed as him.
The hat broke into song, much to the amazement of everyone else. I, however, was too caught up in the comment shouted by the boy to pay much attention to anything. I looked around, my concentration broken, and noticed a girl, with poofy brownish-blonde hair, looking around franticly. I wonder who for? Maybe a boyfriend, or a best friend, or a pet...
Clapping broke out. It seemed that the hat was done with song, and names were being read out.
"Abagail Abbey"
"Brent Arctson"
"Bella Antrecy"
Names were called, and those children took their seats at their tables after their match with the sorting hat.
"Luna Lovegood."
I walked towards the hat, shaking, and sat down on the stool. Where would it put me? Do I belong here? Please let me belong."
The hat was placed on my head. "Hmm. a good mind, spacious spirit, certainly wise enough. RAVENCLAW!"
I stood up, shaking, and handed the hat back to Magonagol. I walked over to the cheering Ravenclaws, and sat down next to a girl with black hair. She made no attempts of conversation, and frankly, neither did I.
"Ginny Weasley."
Ginny walked to the stool, fear in her eyes. She sat down, and the hat was set on her head.
"Another Weasley. That family keeps growing like rabbits. GRYPHINDOR!"
My heart fell. We were in separate houses. We would barely see each other. And I didn't want to make any more friends.
Headmaster Dumbledore stood up, and walked to the podium.
"Before we begin this feast, I'd like to say a few words. 'Flubber, nitwit, tweak!'"
The entire school erupted in laughter, and food appeared on the table in enormous quantities. Chatter was abundant, and I heaped my plate high. Potatoes, steak, boiled cabbage, candied pears, all manner of foods. for the time being, all of the students stuffed themselves. I could feel at home with this. Jus a little more lonely than if I had been a Gryfindor.
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"Which one's my bed?" "Which one has your trunk at the end, stupid!" "Haha, your so silly!" "I know right!"
We had finished our meal, gotten a warning from the headmaster, and were all shipped off to bed. I had found my bed in the corner, with my trunk already at its end. I opened the trunk, and got out my pajamas. Unlike the other girls, who had flannels with flower prints and colorful nightgowns, I had button up blue ones with matching socks. Once I had wrestled out of my robes, and into my pajamas, I sat on my bed. It was in a good place, because the corner had a window looking out on the grounds. The other girls were talking, and giggling.
I wasn't one to giggle.
Turning back the covers, I got into bed. The curtains around the bed were pulled shut, and I had my own island of peace in the room. Sitting and reading the quibbler, I wondered once more what would happen to me once classes started. Would I change? Would I see Ginny very often? Questions flooded my head, and the only way to make Them disappear, as I later found out that night, was to sleep.
So sleep I did.
A.N.
Sorry for the late update, my middle school has been having end of the year testing, and I got caught up with both it and homework form my leave of absence with a ruptured appendix. So, sorry and I hope to update soon. Also, I need YOUR opinion. Should I come up with an O.C. to be Luna's friend? Review or P.M. me if you have an O.C. you'd like me to use. Bye!