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-Hogwarts Express, Sept. 1-
Harry was reading his potion book while Astrid was reading a muggle book novel, but stopped and had an annoyed look on her face.
"It's been like twenty minutes, and they still haven't found us yet," said Astrid, impatiently.
"Well, Eldon and Jason could be with the Weasley twins while Sapphire…she became Prefect, so I guess she's doing her duties," said Harry.
"Point taken," murmured Astrid, closing her book. That's when the door slid open and standing there was Eldon and Jason with the Weasley twins and Roni. She crossed her arms, "What took you guys so long?"
"What? Jordan has this killer tarantula that he wanted to show us," argued Jason.
"But we couldn't be there long since little Ronniekins was scared of it," teased Georgina.
"I wasn't scared!" Roni shouted angrily. She marched over to Harry and sat next to him, "So, how's our girly wizard doing? Should I start calling you Harri with an 'I'."
Harry's cheeks turned red, "Will you stop that?!"
"Girly…wizard?" Eldon said.
"From what Iris told me, Harry got this rare wand that are meant for female witches," replied Astrid. "I looked up about moonstones and it fits perfectly to Harry's personality."
"Really?" Gwenifred said before smacking Roni. "Stop teasing poor Harry. That's not your job, that's his sister's job."
"Like it's our job to tease and prank you," stated Georgina, happily. Roni crossed her arms and turned her head the other way.
"Hey Harry, have you seen Serenity yet?" Eldon asked.
"She might be with Bertie and Leon," replied Harry before noticing a brunette behind his cousin. "May I help you?"
"Um, well…I was hoping I can sit here. The other compartments that I went to were full."
"Sure, come on in," said Astrid, offering a sit next to her. "So, what's your name?"
The brunette sat next to her, "Oh, my name is Hermione Granger and I'm the first generation in my family to be a witch."
"Easy there, no one here is going to bite. My name is Astrid Potter, fourth year Slytherin," before pointing to her brother, "That over there is my annoying brother Jason who is a third year Gryffindor."
"Hey!" Jason said.
"I'm Harry, Astrid's cousin and this is my first year. The redhead next to me is Roni Weasley."
"And we're Freddie and Georgie, the infamous Weasley twins who will be in their third year in the house of cunning – Slytherin!"
"That's their nicknames. Their names is Gwenifred and Georgina. I'm Eldon Slytherin-Fudo, third year Slytherin. Pleasure to meet you, Granger."
"Oi, it's F-r-e-d-d-i-e, not Gwenifred. My mum must be half asleep when she named me," said Gwenifred, angrily.
"She must have, or we wouldn't have such dreadful names," said Georgina, dramatically.
"You two are such drama queens," said Eldon.
Hermione giggled before her eyes widened, "Wait! You said you're Slytherin-Fudo? Does that mean you're related to the Minister?"
Eldon was about to reply, but Roni responded instead. "That's a dumb question. Of course, he's related to him. They do have the same last name."
Hermione's cheeks turned bright red from embarrassment.
Freddie and Georgie frowned before grabbing hold onto Roni's cheeks.
"There's no way for her to know that, Ronniekins," said Freddie.
"If I remember correctly, there's a wizard named Hector Dagworth-Granger, the founder of the Most Extraordinary Society of Potioneers," said Georgie.
"And I don't think she's related to him, correct?" Freddie said as Hermione nodded. "I believe you owe her an apology."
"Sorry," murmured Roni, rubbing her sore cheeks.
"And to answer your question, the Minister is my granddad while the Headmaster and Headmistress of Hogwarts is my parents," said Eldon.
Hermione's eyes brighten, "That's brilliant. I bet your family is well respected."
Eldon blushed, "…um, I guess. My grandparents make sure everyone in the Wizarding world is safe and well protected."
"Well, since those two dark wizards are still roaming around, everyone will be depending on them," said Jason.
"Dark…wizards?" Hermione asked, fearful.
Harry smiled, "We'll explain everything to you Hermione, but one thing is for sure, you're safe. Granddad made sure the wards are up to date."
Hermione bite her lip before nodding her head.
-Hogwarts, night-
"First years, this is Headmistress Slytherin-Fudo," introduced Hagrid.
"Thank you, Hagrid," said Minerva as the half giant left. "Now then, you'll be sorted based by your personality traits and where your full potential will shine. There are four houses: the house for the brave and chivalry, Gryffindor; the house for the cunning and ambition, Slytherin; the house for the loyal and trustworthy, Hufflepuff and lastly, the house for the intelligent and wit, Ravenclaw. Well then, shall we?"
Harry and the other first years followed his great aunt into the Great hall. Looking up, Harry saw candles were floating and the ceiling was showing the night sky.
"I read in 'Hogwarts: A History' that they charmed the ceiling to look like the sky," started Hermione before blushing, "Oh, but you probably know that…"
Roni was about to speak before Harry elbowed her. He then turned his attention to the brunette, "I didn't. My parents didn't want to spoil it for me."
Hermione smiled a bit with a slight blush, however, Roni noticed and glared at the brunette.
Harry and the first years stopped when Minerva gestured to them to stop in front of a stool that had a worn out, black old hat. Suddenly, the hat started 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 Hufflepuffs are true,
And unafraid of toil.
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you're 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!
That's when Minerva took out a large parchment before clearing her throat. "When I call your name, you'll come up here where I'll place the sorting hat on your head, and you'll be sorted."
Harry was holding onto his laughter upon hearing Roni complaining how her sisters told her that she had to fight a bloody mountain troll.
"Hannah Abbot – Hufflepuff!"
"Susan Bones – Hufflepuff!"
"Lavender Brown – Gryffindor!"
"Terry Boots – Ravenclaw!"
"Mandy Brocklehurst – Ravenclaw!"
"Millicent Bulstrode – Slytherin!"
"Vincent Crabbe – Hufflepuff!"
"Travey Davis – Slytherin!"
"Justin Finch-Fletchley – Hufflepuff!"
"Seamus Finnigan – Gryffindor!"
"Gregory Goyle – Hufflepuff!"
"Hermione Granger – Ravenclaw!"
"Daphne Greengrass – Slytherin!"
"Neville Longbottom – Hufflepuff!"
"Roger Malone – Hufflepuff!"
"Draco Malfoy – Slytherin!"
"Theodore Nott – Slytherin!"
"Pansy Parkinson – Slytherin!"
"Padma Patil – Ravenclaw!"
"Parvati Patil – Gryffindor!"
"Harry Potter…"
Harry walked up to the stool, ignoring the whispers and took a sit on the stool. He felt the hat being placed on his head and that's where he heard a voice in his mind.
"Mm…yes, yes…quite impressive mind child. Quite like your…great grandfather."
"Really? Grandpa Harrison?" Harry said. "My family says that we look alike, but I never thought about personality traits."
The sorting hat chuckled, "Trust me child, it's the same, but different as well."
Harry was confused.
"It will make sense…soon child, now let's finish this sorting – Gryffindor!"
Harry felt the hat being removed as the students were clapping. He walked to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Jason.
Jason smirked, "I think your old man made a bet that you would be in Gryffindor."
Harry turned his head to see his father grinning smugly while his uncles were handing him something. His great grandparents and Avalon were shaking their heads.
Harry made an annoyed face, "You're probably right."
Jason laughed, "Well, he can't say its cause you're a Potter since my sister is a Slytherin."
Harry laughed while the sorting continued.
"Skylar Snape – Slytherin!"
"Lisa Turpin – Ravenclaw!"
"Ronda Weasley – Gryffindor!"
"Blaise Zabini – Slytherin!"
Once the final student was sorted, Minerva removed the stool and handed the hat to Filch. She then walked to the head table and sat next to her husband, Tom.
Tom stood up, "Greetings and welcome to another wonderful year at Hogwarts. To first years, just know that it's forbidden to step foot into the forest as it contains dangerous creatures, and you can get lost. Punishments will be dealt with by your head of house, but if it's severe, the punishments will be dealt with me, understand?"
The students nodded.
"Good," said Tom, snapping his fingers and the food appeared before them.
Harry was amazed to see so much food before grabbing a few of his favorites on his plate. He had to be careful since Roni was jabbing her fork onto different dishes. He shook his head with amusement eyes before feeling watched. Harry turned around and spotted a few girls looking at him with dreamy eyes.
"Oh brother," he murmured.
"Hey, just ignore them," said Jason. "It happened to Eldon and me in our first year, but it was a lot worse for Eldon since he's the royal one. We're just distant related to great granddad so their little dreams to be queen or princesses will be crushed."
Harry felt relieved before hearing that Roni was talking to him.
"No surprise that Sky was sorted into Slytherin. He practically lived in the labs with his old man all day…but he's not a bad cook and make crazy potion pranks."
Jason sighed, "I'm just glad that he was sorted in Slytherin. Bertie told me in Ravenclaw that some older ones are rather bossy and think all highly themselves. Just cause they're all smart."
Harry nodded as he watched Skylar talking to Draco who was sitting across from the Weasley twins and Eldon.
After the feast, the Prefects from each house escorted the first years to their common rooms. The Gryffindors had a portrait called the Fat Lady, guarding their common room.
Upon entering, there stood in front of the fireplace was James Potter, smirking.
"Welcome to the house of Gryffindor, little first years. I'm your head of house and your Transfiguration Professor. Just note that just cause you're in the house of chivalry doesn't mean you can bully any students from any house, understand?"
"Yes, Professor!"
"Good. Now, the rules are posted in your dormitories. If you have any questions about anything, my office is open until eleven. Prefects, if you please," said James before leaving.
The female Prefect guided the girls on the right side of the stairway while the male Prefect guided the boys to the other. Harry and his roommates saw there were four beds and their belongings in the middle of the large dormitory.
Harry claimed the bed that was close to the bathroom and started to organized his clothes and books. He then sat on his bed, "So, we have an hour to kill. What shall we do?"
The boys sat around the middle of the room and started talking about their home life before the Head boy told them to go to bed.
-Break Line-
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