Bloom's POV

"So what's it like at Hogwarts?" I ask a gorgeous black haired, green eyed boy who calls himself Harry Potter.

"It's really cool, I think you'll like it." He responds

"I heard about these things called 'houses' that we get sorted into, can you tell me about them? I honestly have no clue what they are."

"Sure! Houses are basically the dorms you get based on your personality, and there are four of them- Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin."

"Cool, what house are you in?"

"Gryffindor, and so is Ron over there." He says then points to the redhead boy in the seats in front of us, who has been snoring softly the entire train ride.

Suddenly, the train halts to a stop and Harry and I peek through the window to see a fairly lit train station in the dark of night.

We wake up the redhead -Ron is his name- and exit the train to see other wizards and witches in their robes (we changed into ours a while back) and follow a teacher, who introduces herself as Professor McGonagol, down a path to a large castle where I presume our classes will be held.

Time skip to sorting ceremony;

Harry's POV

We have been sitting for a while now at the Gryffindor table, watching as the first years get sorted into the four respective houses.
Dumbledoor stands up for his annual speech and asks Bloom to come up on stage and she does.

"This year we will be having a special guest- Miss Bloom will have her own room as she has different customs than we do, and will be taking the same classes as the other fourth years, as she does know magic already." Dumbledoor announces.

Bloom nervously sits down on the stool and Dumbledoor places the sorting hat on her head.

We all wait in silence for what seems like hours but is probably only a few minutes until the sorting hat screams,
"Gryffindor!" All of the Gryffindor house cheers- mostly because she is one of the prettiest girls gryffindor has seen in ages.

I raise my hand and she walks over to me, Ron, and Hermionie, and sits down with us.

We chat a bit and eat our dinner, then go to our dorms.

Bloom heads to her own room, and we all go to ours after bidding each other goodnight, and I feel like Bloom is going to fit in just fine here.