Chapter 2
{Elladora}
I was keeping my long, honey blond locks, and blue eyes, but now I was Elladora Ray, Minerva McGonagall's goddaughter. My american accent was easy to make up a story for, and soon, my whole cover was set.
"Come" Albus announced, and we all walked to the great hall. I was fidgeting as I stood outside the doors. "Welcome to dinner, everyone" Dumbledore began speaking. "Today, we are welcoming a new, transfer student from America. Please welcome Elladora Ray" I walk into the hall and up the pathway between the tables, my heels clicking against the stone floor. I'm wearing black, skin tight jeans, and an off the shoulder olive green sweatshirt. My nails are perfectly manicured to match my snow white heels, and my hair is up in a half up half down hairdo, with a messy bun on the top of my head. Smirking at the wolf whistles, I walk up to the Sorting Hat and put it on.
Hmm, interesting,
Oh, come on. I know you know my name isn't Ray
Alright, . How are you today?
Actually today has been a really shitty day for me. You?
Mm? Oh, yes, today I worked on the welcoming song for next year. Now, where to put you? Oh, I know..."GRYFFINDOR!"
The table in red bursts into cheers, and I smile forcedly and make my way over there. I sit down and start scooping food onto my plate. I can see the Marauders eyeing me curiously, as well as Lily Evans and plenty of other people. Seeing the redheaded mother of my best friend make her way over to me, I stick my earbuds in. It works. For the rest of the night, no one bothers me. I feel my stomach twist, because for the first time in this castle, my three best friends aren't by my side. My best friends. I can't face James Potter or Lily Evans. Or anyone, really. Not now. Not yet.