Scarlet Destiny and Sorcerer's Stone
Chapter Four
The Sorting Ceremony
To say Scarlet was excited was an understatement. Scarlet was practically bouncing in her compartment in excitement and nervousness while Harry and Ron were pale. The train slowly stopped and people pushed their way out of the train. Scarlet shivered in cold air. Soon Scarlet heard a familiar voice but she couldn't pinpoint when she heard it. Harry beamed when Hagrid came with a lamp.
"Firs' years this way! Alright there, Harry?" Hagrid shouted over the sea of faces.
"Hey, Hagrid!" Harry exclaimed in happiness. Hagrid smiled but when his eyes fell on the black curly haired girl beside Harry, his eyes widened in surprise.
"It's nice to meet you, Hagrid, I'm Scarlet," Scarlet introduced herself politely once she saw Hagrid's stare on her.
"Nice to meet you too, Scarlet," He greeted her pleasantly. "Everyone is here? Alright C'mon, follow me!"
Scarlet somehow stumbled in between Ron and Harry with Hermione behind her as they followed Hagrid down the path. It was dark and cold. Soon they arrived onto the edge of the Black Lake. Scarlet's eyes were wide with surprise as she watched the vast castle on top of the high mountain. Its windows were rather large like French windows and they were sparkling.
"Four to a boat!" Hagrid bellowed while quickly yet swiftly Scarlet, Harry, Ron followed by Hermione went into their boat. "Everyone in? Ok, then, forward!"
The boat moved steadily at once and glided across the lake's surface. Scarlet giggled when she peered into the water to see mermaids waving at her! Harry, who was sitting beside Scarlet, beamed when he glanced around as he stared everything. Ahem…Including Scarlet. And no not like that. He admires her. She was brave, sweet, wasn't nerved when Ron accidently said the Sorting would be painful. Soon they all walked up a long staircase and crowed around huge oak door. Hagrid, after confirming all the first years were indeed arrived, raised his fist to knock the castle's door three times precisely. Scarlet bounced in excitement and accidently stepped on Ron's foot. He winced.
"Ouch!"
"Sorry Ron!"
The door swung open to reveal a tall, black haired woman in emerald green dress- wait is that robes? Never mind- stood there with a very stern face and Scar's first thought was not to mess with her. But Scar smirked. Too bad…Scar is going to make sure she implants her name in this school before she graduates. Little did she know that her father thought the same thing when he saw this woman for the first time. Ah….History is repeating itself, it seems.
"Thank you, Hagrid, I will take them," she said before pulling the door wide open for everyone to enter. Scarlet's mouth opened a bit when she stared the inside part of the school and amazed by it. Ron and Harry had to pull her with them to keep Scarlet from stumbling in the crowd when they realized that Scar hadn't followed them. The woman led everyone into a small, empty chamber. They crowded inside the hall with the witch standing in front of them.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," The woman started. "I'm Professor McGonagall. Before you take your seats you will be sorted into your Houses. The Sorting ceremony will begin soon. Now, while you are here, you House will be your family. The four Houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Your noble deeds with earn your points while rule breaking will lose those points," when she said that Professor McGonagall's eyes automatically went to Scarlet whose smiled sheepishly at her professor, though she don't know why McGonagall eyed her like that. "At the end of the year, the House with most points will be awarded House Cup, which is a great honor by the way-" Professor McGonagall was cut off however by a delightful shout of…
"TREVOR!"
A boy exclaimed going to a toad which was right in front of Professor McGonagall. The four turned to see Neville, a round faced boy who lost his toad more than he could, who was smiling, happy that he found his toad.
"S-Sorry," he apologized before joining behind them. Professor McGonagall pressed her lips in a straight line before continuing. "The Sorting Ceremony will begin shortly,"
With that she turned and left the chamber with nervous students. Scarlet wasn't fazed at all when Ron said that their test would be painful. He is so gullible, believing everything his brothers say. Scarlet glanced around and saw everyone is terrified. Harry was nervous, Ron was very nervous, Neville was trembling and Hermione was whispering some spells and everything. Scarlet was marveling at everything but jumped into Harry when several people behind her screamed.
"What the hell?!"
Scar gave Harry a sheepish smile which was whole heartedly returned by him and turned back to see about twenty ghosts just streamed their way towards them. They ranged from pearly white to silvery white and transparent. They were talking excitedly in hushed voices when they saw new students.
"So it's true then….Harry Potter and Scarlet Destiny has returned to Hogwarts," a boring voice drawled on making Harry and Scar to turn back to see three boys in front of her and Harry. When those words left his lips everyone began to murmur their names which made Scarlet to blush from the attention also she is a little shy. Scarlet instantly recognized the middle one at once. He was the boy she had seen in Madam Malkins shops earlier. His skin was pale and his hair was blond almost white. His eyes are icy grey and there was a cold smirk on his thin lips. The other two boys were bulky and mean. They were stiff and glared anyone who came near to them or the pale boy. They looked like bodyguards.
"Who are you?" Scarlet asked coolly.
The boy smirked. "I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
Ron gave a slight cough which almost sounded like snigger. Apparently Scar and Harry wasn't the only one who heard him. Draco Malfoy looked at him a frown on his face.
"Think my name is funny, don't you? No need to ask who you are. Red hair, freckles and hand-me-down robes, now wonder you're a Weasley," he sneered at him.
Ron was about to lunge at him but Scarlet caught him and she shook her head. With a clenched jaw, she turned back when Malfoy started again. "You'll soon find out some Wizarding families are much better than others, Potter, Destiny. You don't want to go making friends with wrong sort. I can help you there." He finished and held out for them to shake his hands. Scarlet was clenching her fists so tight that her knuckles were white (Hey I rhymed!). How dare he insult her friend! It looks like Harry was thinking along the same lines for his face was turned to a grimace. Scarlet and Harry exchanged similar look with a smile and looked at Draco who was eagerly waiting for our positive reply.
"I think I can tell who the wrong sorts are for myself, thanks," Harry said coolly. It was hilarious for Scarlet to see Draco's ear's turning in embarrassment. As if this embarrassment wasn't enough for him, he turned to Scarlet with a smirk on his face.
"I'm sure you have more common sense than them," Malfoy said gesturing Scar's friends. Scarlet eyed his outstretched hands and smiled innocently at him.
"You're right. I do have more common sense than them. That's why I'm best friends with them." Scarlet declared wrapping her arms around Harry's and Ron's shoulders and glared at the pale boy who is not so pale now. His face heated when she blatantly ignored his friendship. Scarlet failed to notice Ron's red cheeks and his lighting up face. He seemed happy along with Harry. Hermione smiled widely when Scarlet included her too much too Ron's displeasure. "I'm talking about you too, Hermione," she said rolling her eyes at the bushy haired girl. Just because they haven't talked that much doesn't mean Scarlet is not friends with Hermione.
Malfoy glared at them but before he could say something, Professor McGonagall came back and hit the blonde git on the head with a rolled up paper. It's not that funny but still Scarlet collapsed into a fit of giggles while the other three chuckled at Scar's amusement when the blond haired git scurried away from them along with his goons. Professor McGonagall turned to others, "We are ready for you now. Follow me," she said and led the terrified, nervous, excited (in Scar's case) students inside the castle. Scarlet whistled lowly when she entered the Great Hall. She was in between Ron and Hermione while Harry was right in front of Ron.
Great Hall was absolutely breathtaking. There were four long polished wooden tables with respective flags with respective animals were there. At the top of the hall was another long table where the teachers were sitting. The tables where students were sitting had glittering golden plates and goblets. They all looked up at the ceiling to see that it was actually a night sky. 'Beneath the starry skies,' Scarlet thought randomly when she glanced at the bewitched looking ceiling. It was amazing and it gave a calm and serene feeling to Scarlet.
She could hear Hermione whispering to her when she glanced up. "It bewitched to look like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History."
Scarlet grinned at her. "It was awesome!"
Hermione smiled pleasantly. She really like Scarlet very much and was pleasantly surprised when she called her a best friend. She really like the girl. Scarlet looked at the table which captured her attention the most. The table was adorned in one of her favourite color combinations. Gold and Maroon. But soon turned away casually like she is looking at the tables when she saw more students looking her way.
Scarlet looked ahead when Professor McGonagall placed a worn out ancient looking pointed hat on a four-legged stool in front of the first years. This hat was patched and frayed but it somehow intrigued Scarlet. She is weird sometimes, so don't mind her when thinks like that. Then the hat twitched when a thin rip formed on the cloth and it began to sing!
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffis are true And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
The whole hall burst into applause as the hat finished its song. It bowed to each tables and became quite again.
"So we've just got to try on the hat!" Ron whispered to Harry. "I'll kill Fred, he was going on about wrestling a troll."
Scarlet chuckled quietly when she heard Ron saying that he would sue Fred. Though Scarlet wasn't fretting, she didn't like the idea of getting sorted when everyone is watching her. And also the hat seemed to be talking loud enough for the whole Great Hall. 'Ok, let me think about myself…I'm not that brave like Gryffindor, I'm not smart like Ravenclaw, I'm not shy like Hufflepuff and I'm not that cunning like Slytherin…so what House will be fit for me?' Scarlet pondered as Sorting ceremony initiated. Professor McGonagall stepped forward with a roll of parchment in her hands.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted," she said. "Abbott, Hannah!"
A few moments paused after Hannah sat on the stool with the hat over her head. She was slightly trembling in fear and nervousness.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat.
The table on the right cheered and clapped as Hannah went to sit down at the Hufflepuff table.
"Bones, Susan!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat again and Susan went to sit next to Hannah.
"Boot, Terry!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
The table second from the left clapped this time; several Ravenclaws shook his hands when Terry joined them. Another girl named Mandy went to Ravenclaw too. But Lavender Brown became the first new Gryffindor which exploded into cheers and claps. Scarlet could even see Ron's brothers catcalling. She chuckled shaking her head in pure amusement.
Then a mean looking fat and unpleasant girl became the first new Slytherin. Scarlet noticed that most of the Slytherins were mean, cruel, sly, cunning and unpleasant like Malfoy. Or…Maybe it could be her imagination. Scarlet watched the hat closely because sometimes the hat will take few minutes before claiming their House but for some others shouted their Houses at once.
"Finnigan, Seamus,"
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted.
"Granger, Hermione!"
Hermione's breathe hitched and Scarlet gave her a comforting squeeze. She smiled at Scarlet and took a deep breath before almost running to the stool and jammed the hat eagerly on her head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" shouted the hat. Ron groaned while Scarlet clapped loudly cheering for her. She 'accidently' stomped on Ron's foot when he heard his groan.
"Ouch!"
"Sorry again, Ron!" (Sarcasm people!)
"Joshi, Krithi!"
Scar's head turned to see a girl who is extremely pale, walking casually towards the hat. She is an Indian that's for sure because of the long black hair with chocolate brown eyes. She is taller for her age and skinny. The hat took some time to sort her.
"RAVENCLAW!"
The girl smiled in relief before skipped towards the roaring Ravenclaw House table.
"Logan, Jane!"
Another girl with pretty dirt blonde hair skipped towards the hat. Her eyes were royal blue and she was pale. She is not that tall but could be Scar's height and really skinny. The hat shouted as soon as it touched her head.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
The girl smiled widely when the hat shouted before sprinted towards the Gryffindor table who cheered louder than the other houses. When she caught Scar's eye she grinned. Scar blinked but smirked. She made another friend!
"Malfoy, Draco."
Malfoy swaggered forward when his name was called making Scarlet to double over in laughter because he looked like a girl-model doing a cat walk but stopped when Harry clamped her mouth. She pouted while Harry rolled his eyes with a smile. Malfoy got his wish at once: the hat had barely touched his head when it screamed, "SLYTHERIN!"
Malfoy went to join his friends Crabbe and Goyle, looking pleased with himself. 'Stupid, pompous brat,' Scarlet thought rolling her eyes.
Now there weren't many students left. There were students like "Moon" "Nott" "Parkinson" "Patil" twins and then at last came Harry's name. Harry gulped loudly feeling anxious than ever. Scarlet patted his shoulder in assurance.
"Don't worry Harry, if you want an advice…the Sorting Hat sometimes takes the student's choice into account," Scarlet whispered in his ear. It's true though…Remus kind of revealed it.
Harry smiled gratefully and when he stepped forward, whispers suddenly broke out like little hissing fires all over the hall.
"Potter, did she say?"
"The Harry Potter?"
The last thing Harry saw before the hat dropped over his eyes was the hall full of people craning to get a good look at him. Next second he was looking at the black inside of the hat. He waited.
Hmm … Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's talent, A my goodness, yes - and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting... So where shall I put you?"
Even from far behind Scarlet could Harry gripping the edges of the stool
Not Slytherin, not Slytherin.
Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that - no? Well, if you're sure - better be GRYFFINDOR!
Harry heard the hat shout the last word to the whole hall. He took off the hat and walked shakily toward the Gryffindor table. He was so relieved to have been chosen and not put in Slytherin, he hardly noticed that he was getting the louder cheer than the rest of the students. Percy the Prefect got up and shook his hands, while the Weasley twins yelled, "We got Potter! We got Potter!" Harry turned and saw Scarlet giving him a bright cheerful smile along with thumbs up. Harry grinned widely at her. Then there were only five people left to be sorted.
Dean Thomas who was even taller than Ron became a Gryffindor, Lisa Turpin became a Ravenclaw and then it was Ron's turn. He was pale green by now. Scarlet gave him a bright smile when he made his way towards the stool. Harry crossed his fingers under the table while Scarlet was clasping her hands in a praying mode and a second later the hat had shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Harry and Scarlet clapped loudly with the rest as Ron collapsed into the chair next to Harry. Scarlet could see another one of the Ron's brothers patting his back. 'Wish I had a sibling…' Scarlet thought smiling at Ron. Then went a boy named Blaise Zabini became the last Slytherin. 'Oh, come on! Am I the last to go? Shit!' Scarlet thought when she realized.
"Destiny, Scarlet!"
The crowd was silent…like dead silent. It was even more silent than for Harry. No one made any movements when they saw Scarlet took a step forward. Suddenly whispers broke out like hissing fires all over the wall. Everyone was staring at her with utter respect and awe. It was quite annoying by the way. Scarlet never liked to be in spotlight. From the Gryffindor table she saw Harry, Ron and Hermione are giving her an encouraging smile. Harry was crossing his fingers praying that Scarlet should be in Gryffindor. Hermione was nervously biting her nails hoping that Scarlet should be sorted in Gryffindor while Ron was watching with a hopeful expression on his face. He had grown to like the girl as his sister. Several voices could be heard from the Gryffindor table when she crossed them.
"Destiny, did she say?"
"The Scarlet Hope Destiny?"
"I think there is only one Scarlet Destiny, Fred,"
"That's a beautiful name," a female voice could be heard.
"She is smoking hot!"
"She is first year, you idiot!" another female voice.
"She doesn't look like one…"
Scarlet's face heated at the last three comments but didn't say anything and made her way towards the stool. She sat gracefully on the stool and the hat was placed over her head. All the students were craning their neck like anything and she seemed to be noticing the eager and hopeful expressions on each house's inmates. Scarlet waited as the hat started to talk.
"Hmm…Difficult, very difficult to understand you. That's what my mother said when she first heard me talking. I can see the memory, huh, you're quite a prankster. Sorry, it's genetic and practically encoded in my blood as my mother says. Yes, I can see that. Plenty of courage, I see. There's plenty of courage for you to belong in Gryffindor and even your father was one…
Scarlet could see almost everyone in Gryffindor table perking when they heard this. Harry, Ron and Hermione were hopeful and eager.
Wow…My father was a Gryffindor? Awesome! You know my mom would've sued you if she heard that you told me about my father…
Ok…that's a secret between you and me. You're smart enough to be in Ravenclaw although it's your mother's previous House…
Everyone in the Ravenclaw was hopeful just like Gryffindor. Some were even praying. My mother was a Ravenclaw? Somehow I find that hard to believe…My mother is one of the most oblivious persons you could ever see.
You're sly and cunning and can be in Slytherin…
Scarlet's eyes widened.Oh hell no! I swear if you put me in Slytherin my mother would probably disown me! And I'm serious!
The hat chuckled when it heard Scarlet's ranting. Ok…also you're shy and loyal to be in Hufflepuff…
Just like the three Houses, everyone is patiently and eagerly and hopefully waiting for the hat to pick up a House.
Can you pick a House already? I'm getting quite hungry, by the way…
Ok, ok…You have the traits of every House here, Scarlet Destiny and I find it hard to place you…
Don't I have any choice to pick?
Hmm…That's very brilliant idea, Scarlet, so tell me…which House you prefer?
Scarlet was dead silent when she let her eyes trail over all the Houses. But in her heart she knew which one she wanted. And then, she chose.
Well, only if you're ready to face your secrets….GRYFFINDOR!
Scarlet heard the hat shouting more loudly than it shouted for other students to the whole Great Hall. It took almost 10 minutes to sort her. Scarlet beamed at Professor McGonagall when she gave her a proud grin and took off the hat from her head and saw most of the students from the other three Houses were disappointed. She chuckled and relieved that she could choose. She skipped happily to the Gryffindor table as the House erupted into cheers. She didn't notice in her happy mood that she was getting the loudest cheer ever. Even Harry didn't get this much cheer. Some people from other Houses were also settled on cheering her. Percy Weasley, the Prefect, got up again and shook her hands vigorously welcoming her. The Weasley twins got up and did a weird dance as they screamed, "We got Destiny and Potter! We got Destiny and Potter!"
Scarlet giggled and sat next to Harry who had saved her a seat. Hermione immediately hugged her since she was next to Scarlet while Ron gave her a bright smile.
"Now you're stuck with us for 7 years," Harry teased her.
"Glad you're with us, Scarlet," Ron said smiling.
"Well, I'm honored, Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley," Scarlet teased and Ron turned pink.
He pouted while Harry and the twins burst into laughter. "Don't call me that," but he was grinning so that Scar didn't take him seriously. After all everything was going good.
Scarlet could see the High Table properly now. At the end nearest him sat Hagrid, who caught her eye and gave her the thumbs up. Scarlet grinned cheekily back. And there, in the center of the High Table, in a large gold chair, sat Albus Dumbledore. Scarlet recognized him at once. Then she spotted Professor Quirrell, too, the nervous young man from the Leaky Cauldron. He was looking very peculiar in a large purple turban. Since she was the last one, Professor McGonagall rolled up the parchment and took the hat away.
Dumbledore stood up with a bright smile and beamed at the new and old students.
"Welcome," he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
"Thank you!"
With that he sat back down. Everyone clapped and cheered while Harry didn't know whether to laugh or not. He even had the nerve to ask Percy if Dumbledore was mad because of his gibberish talking. After assuring that he isn't that mad, Harry began to dig into his food which magically appeared on the golden plates in front of them.
"Wicked," Scarlet and the twins said at same time. Scarlet blinked and looked opposite to her to see twins looking at her strangely before the three collapsed into laughs. She grinned at them.
"Scarlet at your service," she introduced doing a mock salute.
One of the twins who had darker aura when she saw in the station smirked. "I'm Fred,"
"And I'm George,"
"And it's a pleasure to meet you," they both chorused making Scar to giggle happily. Gryffindor felt like a second home to her. Scarlet took some roast chicken, fries, boiled potatoes; gravy and spicy ketchup while Harry piled his plate with a bit of everything except the peppermints and began to eat.
Just when Ron was about to dive for another chicken leg a ghost's head popped out making Ron to let out a tiny girlish scream and Scar to laugh.
"Oh, I'm sorry for startling you, but those looks delicious," the ghost said and added the last part sadly.
"Can't you eat?" Hermione asked.
"No, I haven't eaten for centuries. I don't think I've introduced myself? Sir Nicholas at your service. Resident ghost of Gryffindor Tower." The ghost introduced.
"I know who you are!" said Ron suddenly. "My brothers told me about you - you're Nearly Headless Nick!"
"I would prefer you to call me Sir Nicholas-"the ghost said stiffly but interrupted when Seamus Finnigan opened his mouth.
"Nearly Headless? How can you be nearly headless?"
Feeling highly irritated he did something he shouldn't have when they were eating. "Like this," he said irritably. He seized his left ear and pulled. His whole head swung off his neck and fell onto his shoulder as if it was on a hinge. Ron chocked on his chicken wing, Seamus's face turned ugly shade of green while Hermione's face scrunched up in disgust and Harry grimaced. Scarlet found it amusing (See? I told you she is weird)
"I hope you're going to help us win the House Championship this year? Gryffindors have never gone so long without winning. Slytherins have got the cup six years in a row! The Bloody Baron's becoming almost unbearable - he's the Slytherin ghost."
Harry and Scarlet looked over at the Slytherin table and saw a horrible ghost sitting there, with blank staring eyes, a gaunt face, and robes stained with silver blood. He was right next to Malfoy who, Harry and Scarlet was pleased to see, didn't look too pleased with the seating arrangements. They laughed at his pure discomfort face.
Scarlet grinned. "Don't worry, Nick, I'm sure this year Gryffindor will win the House Championship," she said confidently gaining the attention of the ghost.
His eyes lit up. "Oh…Scarlet Destiny…My honor," he said slightly bowing. "But how can you be so confident?"
Scar chuckled. "Because Gryffindor House got us," she said winking at Harry who laughed. The ghost tilted his head as he watched them laughing. He was sure instead of seeing them he saw two men laughing with him some years ago. He smiled faintly before floating away. Soon when the feast was about to stop, Scarlet's attention was caught by the High Table.
Her eyes swept from Hagrid to Professor McGonagall who was talking to Dumbledore with a pleasant grin. Then her eyes landed on Professor Quirrell who was talking to another Professor. It happened very sudden. Her scar on the neck burned like hell. She winced at the same time Harry hissed in pain.
"You feel it too?" Harry asked her when he saw the grimace on her face. Scar nodded her eyes never leaving Quirrell. Something is wrong with that guy. Then her eyes trailed to the next Professor whose eyes were fixated on her. His nose was long and crooked and his black eyes were staring intently at her in pain and relief. 'So much like her mother,' Professor Snape thought while looking at the girl who resembled so much like his best friend Violet Destiny. She has the same eyes.
Scarlet tilted her head as she stared into the Professor's eyes for sometime before he turned back to his talk with Quirrell. His stare was…. Different. Like he is in some sort of internal pain but he was relieved about something.
"Who's that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?" Harry asked Percy effectively changing the subject from his scar since Percy had heard hissing from Harry.
"Oh, you know Quirrell already, do you? No wonder he's looking so nervous, that's Professor Snape. He teaches Potions, but he doesn't want to - everyone knows he's after Quirrell's job. Knows an awful lot about the Dark Arts, Snape."
Feast ended and Professor Dumbledore gave another speech on how no first years should enter Forbidden Forest, shouldn't use magic in the corridors, Quidditch trails in second week, and no one should go to Third Floor if they don't want to die a very painful death. How fabulous…
"Ok that was rather blunt," Scarlet muttered when she heard this.
"He is serious, isn't he?" Hermione asked her.
Scarlet shrugged. "He might be,"
"And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" cried Dumbledore. Scarlet noticed that the other teachers' smiles had become rather fixed. Especially Professor Snape. Scar laughed at his I-don't-know-why-we-do-this-it's-awfully-humiliating look
"Everyone pick their favorite tune," said Dumbledore, "and off we go!" And the school bellowed:
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins and Scarlet were left singing along to a very slow funeral march. Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest. Scarlet hi-fived the twins and Hermione sighed.
"You three should never meet again," She mumbled smirking as he heard three choruses of 'Hey!' from the twins and Scarlet. She pouted.
"Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"
"Prankster, huh?" Fred asked smirking.
Scarlet winked. "Just like you two, Fred,"
"Oh missy I'm not Fred," he lied rolling his eyes. "That is Fred. I'm George,"
"Yeah, Scarlet how can you compare me to my second-best twin?" George said.
Scarlet rolled her eyes. "This is Fred and this is George," she said correctly pointing at them. Their jaw dropped in surprise.
"How?" George asked.
Scarlet grinned. "Simple. Fred is taller than you, George," she said pointing at their slight difference in height.
"Damn!" they both cursed.
"Language children," Scar scolded in a fake disappointed voice. "Besides, I saw you already doing this to your mother and flew away before she could sue you two,"
They both pouted. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I stand corrected. You three should never meet," Hermione said pulling Scarlet along with her. Scar pouted but waved to her new friends.
Scarlet and Hermione watched everything in awe. Soon they were in front of a portrait of a very fat woman in a pink silk dress.
"Password?" she said. "Caput Draconis," said Percy, and the portrait swung forward to reveal a round hole in the wall.
Percy directed the girls through one door to their dormitory and the boys through another.
Scarlet smiled widely when Harry hugged her biding a good night. "Good night, Harry,"
Then Scarlet hugged Ron whose face turned red and that made Scar to chuckle. "Night Ron!" she said before following Hermione to find her room.
At the top of a spiral staircase -they were obviously in one of the towers -they found their beds at last: five four-posters hung with deep red, velvet curtains. Their trunks had already been brought up. Scarlet was roomed with Hermione, whom was very glad like Scar, Jane and Parvati.
"Hiya! I'm Jane!" a voice shouted as soon as Scar stepped into her room. She screamed but got shut up by a hand which clamped on her mouth. Scarlet's breathtaking emerald green eyes bored right into the startling sapphire blue eyes.
"What the hell? You scared the shit outta me!" Scar exclaimed when Jane removed her hand.
Jane laughed sheepishly. "Sorry, I'm really excited!"
Scar rolled her eyes. "I can see that. By the way, I'm Scarlet,"
Jane smiled slyly. "Destiny, huh?"
Scar again rolled her eyes but she was smirking.
"Where have you been?"
Two shrieks could be heard from the two girls inside the room and they turned to see Hermione standing there with an amused expression.
"Bloody hell!"
After introducing to Hermione Scarlet unpacked her things and let Valen out who was getting cranky as minutes passed by.
"Jeez, shut up," Scar mumbled sleepily.
Scarlet yawned loudly when Valen pecked her cheek softly. Scar blinked and sleepily took out some sweets she smuggled out of the Great Hall. He happily pecked the sweets and went to the stand before started to drift to sleep.
"I'm really excited for tomorrow," Hermione mumbled after changing into her pajama. Scar grinned sleepily.
"Of course, Hermione, me too," She told the girl with a smile before they both fell asleep.
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