Life and Love at Hogwarts part 2

I know that this doesn't exactly follow J.K. Rowling's story, but I am trying to get it back on track. I also know that some things in my story are a little more modern. Also, as for the characters, some of them don't follow Rowling's story line either. Fred and George are still their joke-tastic selves (although a little nicer to 'you'), Harry pities himself a little too much in this one, Hermione has a larger sense of humor and is more leaning with the rules, Ron is still his embarrassed, and jealous self, but Draco is a little nicer. Mostly because every fan-fic I have read, Draco is a sweet, misunderstood, love able, Slytherin.

Hope you all enjoy reading this! I will post every week, or every other week if I can't post. I have school and my other series in the way. Please comment, rate, and take BOTH of my polls! Thanks! ~Perfection isn't possible, but we can try~

Created by: Blahh45
  1. ..........You heard something suspicious, and turned around. You saw a befuddled black tiger with streaks of white just as a bus appeared from nowhere. You tripped over your luggage and hit your arm on the bus. Your eyes began to tear up for the bus was moving very fast and you almost lost your arm to it. Thankfully you were only left with a deep, bone-visible cut. You were the type of girl who didn't cry easily, unless it was September 2nd, the night your parents died, or John had hit you with glass on your shoulder, so you just flinched and held your arm gingerly. A man in his teens opened the door to the purple triple-decker bus. The man wore a red and black bell-hop uniform (with a conductor's cap) and began to read from an index card, "Welcome to the Night Bus an efficient way to travel for the lost witch or wizard. I am Stan Shunpike and I shall be your conductor for this evening." Here the man straightened his tattered tie and stared at you. "Get in. I'll get your trunk," he commanded as he reached for your leather black and gold embroidered trunk. You were quickly greeted by a jumpy brunette, "Hermione!!" "______!" You both exclaimed in unisons as you hugged each other. You noticed a boy with jet-black hair and glasses as he stared at you with his emerald eyes. "Qui c'est ?" (Who's that?) You asked Hermione, beginning to get nervous. "Oh! Sorry, I forgot that you talk French around new people!" Hermione apologized quickly. "Harry, this _______, my very best friend. ______, Harry Potter," Hermione introduced gesturing as she said names. "Bonjour! Sorry, I meant 'hi,'" you said waving. Then, realization took hold of you. "Wait. Harry Potter......as in the Harry Potter who vanquished Voldemort?!" You exclaimed noticing Hermione flinch at the name. Harry nodded slightly. You quickly ran over to him, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" You yelled hugging him. You quickly stepped away feeling a fuzziness in your shoulder. Your hand darted to your scar while Harry's bolted to his. "You feel it too?" You both ask in unisons, speaking of the feeling of fuzziness. The bus began to move and then all went black. {Harry's Thoughts} 'What was the fuzziness about? Then the bus moved and we both fell?' {Reality} You hear a distant voice screaming, "______ ! Harry! Get up, please!" You slowly opened your eyes. You quickly saw Harry coming to, and you realized what had happened. "I don't know what that was about either, Harry," you joked. Harry looked astonished, "What? How do you know that I thought this was weird?" "When I blacked out, I could see everything you thought. It just happened to be the only thing on your mind. Now, if you had had the bus on your mind, I would've seen and heard your thoughts of the bus," You lectured. "Now, ________. Tell me about your cousin," Hermione ordered. You quickly looked at Harry and decided not to let him know what happened.
  2. You looked frantically around the bus and sat on the nearest bed. Harry and Hermione on either side of you. You began to relive what had happened, "Bon Hermione , voici ce qui s'est passé . Quand j'ai reí§u ma lettre de Poudlard , je suis tellement excité , puis j'ai vu la permission glissement Hogsmead . J'ai décidé que peut-íªtre John serait un peu de compréhension et de me laisser aller . Mais il n'a pas été , il était encore accroché sur l'incident Firewhiskey et dit «non» , je me suis fí¢ché et il a jeté les assiettes sales et m'a dit d' aller í  l'extérieur ." (Okay Hermione, here's what happened. When I first got my Hogwarts letter I was sooo excited, then I saw the Hogsmead permission slip. I decided that perhaps John would be a little understanding and let me go. But he wasn't, he was still hung up about the Firewhiskey incident and said 'no' I got mad and he threw the dirty plates at me and said to go outside.) "You didn't want Harry to know did you?" Hermione asked once you were finished. "Well, first off, I only just met him, you know how private I am. And secondly, I don't want his pity." You defended yourself. Harry laughed, "If it needs my pity then it must be awful! I've been made a slave at my aunt and uncle's house, lived in a cupboard for 10 years, and stayed locked up in my room for ever!" You noticed that Harry was actually serious. "Okay, Harry. That is your story. Here's mine, Like you my parents were killed by Voldemort. I am not fed at all, unless a plastic egg roll wrapper counts. I live outside in the warmer seasons and on the kitchen floor in the cold ones. Most nights you can find me screaming in anger and fear because my horrible Cousin John is throwing glass plates at me for asking questions. Also, when I am grounded, my Cousin literally handcuffs me to the kitchen table!" You shouted ending an inch from his face. Hermione's face was in her hand and she was whispering, "Shouldn't have brought it up, Harry!" Harry apologized for your misfortunes and his assumption of his awful life. You said it was fine when the bus suddenly stopped. You flung forward into Harry's arms and you both plummeted to the floor. You could browse through his thoughts the whole time as if his mind were a research project. You looked at his view of what was happening. {Thoughts} 'This is so weird! My arm hurts now! The fuzziness in my scar just tickles now that I have gotten used to it.' {Reality} Suddenly you were both on the floor and the bus had fully stopped. "Sorry!" You said nervously, climbing off of Harry. "I know, I crushed you!" You said jokingly, offering your hand to help him up. He grabbed it. {Thoughts} Why did the bus have to stop? I know that she is reading my mind right now. _______, GET OUT OF MY HEAD!! Oh my god! Sirius Black! {Reality} You dropped Harry's hand and whirled around with your wand drawn. "HARRY!" You shouted angrily while hitting him on the arm. "I. Told. You. To. GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!" Harry laughed. "Hermione? Do me a favor and tell no one what you just saw?" You and Harry pleaded in unison. Hermione swore she wouldn't tell as Stan Shunpike shouted, "You three getting off or not? Where at the Leaky Cauldron!" "Sorry, Mr. Shunpike. We were........... Lost in our thoughts." You shouted as Stan blushed. He had never been called 'Mr. Shunpike' nor had he ever heard a passenger use manners.
  3. "Ron! Fred! George! Everyone!" You shouted hugging each of the Weasleys, but only shaking hands with Percy and Mr. Weasley. "______!" Everyone shouted together. "Bill and Charlie back to work?" You asked looking around. Mrs. Weasley nodded while Ron asked, "_______, did you get your letter today?" You looked at the clock, 1:30am. You put on a sad face, "No, I-I didn't." Ron seemed upset for having brought it up. "Because I got it yesterday!" You shouted, doing jazz-hands. He punched you playfully on the arm that had a deep cut underneath your sleeve, and it began to bleed badly. "______!" You heard people shouting as you became dizzy and blacked out. You awoke in a wizarding hospital two hours later. You gave Hermione a watch-this kinda look. She just shook her head while face-palming. You screamed, "í‰trangers ! í‰trangers ! Aidez-moi! qui íªtes-vous ? oí¹ suis-je ?" You gave a nervous and scared look for good measure. "What did she say, Hermione?" Fred and George asked. "She said 'Strangers! Strangers! Help! who are you? where am I?'" Everyone started making a fuss about you not remembering a thing. "And you two said that I couldn't pull a prank. Well?" You asked staring at the twins as everyone began to stare at you and scold you for scaring them, you just waved them off. Fred and George looked at each other and smiled, "Great! We have to ask you something later though," they said in unisons as they enveloped you in a hug. "Okay?" You said confused. "Wow! Blacking out twice in one day?! Usually it's once a month after John has hit me with enough glass." You exasperatedly stated with a sigh. Ron noticed Harry's confused look, "No, Harry, she isn't kidding," he sadly whispered. Harry began to frown and almost began to cry at your misfortunes. Suddenly the wizard hospital began to play your favorite song, you couldn't resist singing, "Oh, come and stir my cauldron / And if you do it right / I'll boil you up some hot, strong love / to keep you warm tonight." Suddenly one by one the boys started to stare and drool at you, other Percy. "Cor blimey! I am so so so sorry, it was my fault, I shouldn't have sang. I am so sorry, I completely forgot!" You stood up and hugged each of the boys, except Harry you just gave him an air hug. "What did you forget, ______?" Mrs. Weasley asked confused. You shot a nervous look to Hermione who just mouthed 'You have to tell them ______.' You sighed. "I forgot that I'm not supposed to sing around men unless they are in a relationship. Which is why Mr. Weasley didn't do anything, he's married, and why Percy didn't do anything, he has a girlfriend." Everyone shot you a quizzical look and asked why. "Okay. I can't beat around the bush forever. The reason I cannot sing around people is because, well, because I'm part Veela. If I were full Veela, then it would be much worse. I couldn't open my mouth without having guys fawn over me." Harry just stood stock still for he already knew what you were. Fred, George, and Ron however had a longing look on their faces. "What's wrong with them?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "They're just in shock. Um, may I?" You asked standing. She nodded, "Whatever it takes, hon!" "Okay," you sighed as you walked towards the Weasleys. "Sorry, but the only way to fix them is to face them with something that scares them so, HELP! IT'S SIRIUS BLACK!!!!!!" You shouted pointing behind the Weasley boys. They snapped out of their trance and whipped around to see a blank wall. "Sorry guys. I know how it feels, Harry did the same thing to me on the Night Bus. I didn't want to do it, but I sorta had to," you explained, ashamed.
  4. After they had released you from St. Mungo's Hospital you bought your school supplies; which was basically a Firebolt, a broom cleansing kit, your school robes, and your books. Being from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, you were expected to be ladylike, therefore you weren't allowed to participate in Quidditch. You stayed at the Leaky Cauldron for the remainder of the summer, with Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys. The last few weeks of summer were a bit unorthodox, Fred and George were pulling their usual assortment of pranks, Percy was constantly scolding you for your 'obnoxious and loud behavior,' and Ron was insistent that Hermione's new cat; Crookshanks, had attempted to murder his rat; Scabbers. After three weeks of accusations, pranks, and scolding, it was time to return to Hogwarts. "Hermione? How do we get to Hogwarts? Back at Beauxbatons we rode in a flying carriage," you inquired through the door while dressing in a sky blue dress with knee length black leggings and black heels. (Your girly-girl stage won't last long, I am a bit of a tomboy myself) "We go by train, ______. I've told you, we run through a wall and journey to Hogwarts on a train," Hermione explained for the fifth time, you hadn't been listening the first four times. You apologized and walked out of your room. "Hermione, come fix my hair?" You asked. Hermione nodded happily while grabbing hair ties, bobby pins, a hair brush and comb, hair spray, and a curling iron. "How do you want it?" "Your choice, you've been to Hogwarts, I don't know what people dress like there." Hermione nodded at your request and began to brush. When she had finished your hair was perfectly imperfect. (look up 'messy bun' on Google Images it's the first one) "I-I love it! So much more casual than our perfect Beauxbaton ponytails!" You exclaimed in joy. You walked downstairs in your heels stopping at the bottom stair looking upset. Fred, George, Harry, and Ron all stared at you open mouthed. You smiled and waved. Hermione came down behind you and noticed you were upset, "You know _______, We still have two hours before the train leaves, you don't have to wear that," she explained. "Really? Ugh, I'm so used to having to dress up. Be right back!" You complained while slipping off your heels and running upstairs. When you returned you looked much happier. You were wearing a red and white striped t-shirt, black skinny jeans, no bun, a beanie on the back of your head held by bobby pins, and black boots. "Much better! Sorry Hermione, I didn't want to take the bun down but it just didn't work. It sorta fell out and ended in perfect waves," you sadly explained. "It's fine. The bun was only for your dress anyway," Hermione replied. The guys were still gawking and staring at you. You walked by them and grabbed your ankle saying, "Ow! Ow! Ow!" "What's wrong? Are you okay?" The boys all asked in unisons. "Yes! I am fine, now please stop drooling over me so I can stop pretending to be hurt, and stop pretending to see escaped mass-murderers!" You yelled exasperatedly. They all nodded their apologies and you walked to Hermione and laughed at the boys, "Do they ALWAYS act like that?" "No, Harry does that with Cho Chang all the time though," Hermione shook her head. "Huh. Harry must not like Cho that much considering his thoughts didn't show her," You replied confused. Hermione had a forced smile and nodded her understandings, "_____, don't hold Harry's thoughts over him please, it's bad enough that You-Know-Who can read his mind. And tell no one other than Harry what you've seen in his head!" Hermione pleaded. "Promise! Besides he can read my thoughts too, I just haven't let him. If you want I could let him see my thoughts?" You asked, you valued your friend's opinions. She nodded and you walked to Harry.
  5. After they had released you from St. Mungo's Hospital you bought your school supplies; which was basically a Firebolt, a broom cleansing kit, your school robes, and your books. Being from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, you were expected to be ladylike, therefore you weren't allowed to participate in Quidditch. You stayed at the Leaky Cauldron for the remainder of the summer, with Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys. The last few weeks of summer were a bit unorthodox, Fred and George were pulling their usual assortment of pranks, Percy was constantly scolding you for your 'obnoxious and loud behavior,' and Ron was insistent that Hermione's new cat; Crookshanks, had attempted to murder his rat; Scabbers. After three weeks of accusations, pranks, and scolding, it was time to return to Hogwarts. "Hermione? How do we get to Hogwarts? Back at Beauxbatons we rode in a flying carriage," you inquired through the door while dressing in a sky blue dress with knee length black leggings and black heels. (Your girly-girl stage won't last long, I am a bit of a tomboy myself) "We go by train, ______. I've told you, we run through a wall and journey to Hogwarts on a train," Hermione explained for the fifth time, you hadn't been listening the first four times. You apologized and walked out of your room. "Hermione, come fix my hair?" You asked. Hermione nodded happily while grabbing hair ties, bobby pins, a hair brush and comb, hair spray, and a curling iron. "How do you want it?" "Your choice, you've been to Hogwarts, I don't know what people dress like there." Hermione nodded at your request and began to brush. When she had finished your hair was perfectly imperfect. (look up 'messy bun' on Google Images it's the first one) "I-I love it! So much more casual than our perfect Beauxbaton ponytails!" You exclaimed in joy. You walked downstairs in your heels stopping at the bottom stair looking upset. Fred, George, Harry, and Ron all stared at you open mouthed. You smiled and waved. Hermione came down behind you and noticed you were upset, "You know _______, We still have two hours before the train leaves, you don't have to wear that," she explained. "Really? Ugh, I'm so used to having to dress up. Be right back!" You complained while slipping off your heels and running upstairs. When you returned you looked much happier. You were wearing a red and white striped t-shirt, black skinny jeans, no bun, a beanie on the back of your head held by bobby pins, and black boots. "Much better! Sorry Hermione, I didn't want to take the bun down but it just didn't work. It sorta fell out and ended in perfect waves," you sadly explained. "It's fine. The bun was only for your dress anyway," Hermione replied. The guys were still gawking and staring at you. You walked by them and grabbed your ankle saying, "Ow! Ow! Ow!" "What's wrong? Are you okay?" The boys all asked in unisons. "Yes! I am fine, now please stop drooling over me so I can stop pretending to be hurt, and stop pretending to see escaped mass-murderers!" You yelled exasperatedly. They all nodded their apologies and you walked to Hermione and laughed at the boys, "Do they ALWAYS act like that?" "No, Harry does that with Cho Chang all the time though," Hermione shook her head. "Huh. Harry must not like Cho that much considering his thoughts didn't show her," You replied confused. Hermione had a forced smile and nodded her understandings, "_____, don't hold Harry's thoughts over him please, it's bad enough that You-Know-Who can read his mind. And tell no one other than Harry what you've seen in his head!" Hermione pleaded. "Promise! Besides he can read my thoughts too, I just haven't let him. If you want I could let him see my thoughts?" You asked, you valued your friend's opinions. She nodded and you walked to Harry.
  6. "Hey _______! What's up?" Harry asked as you silently stomped to him. "Just come over here! I told Hermione I would show you something," you gestured toward the stairs, being careful not to make physical contact with him. He nodded and followed you. "So what is it you need to show me," Harry asked, turning his head to see if there was anything worth seeing. "This," you sighed and grabbed his arm. You allowed him to see your thoughts and blocked out his. {Your Thoughts} I can't believe I'm going to Hogwarts!! And I don't have to dress up, yay! Harry can tell no one that we can read each other's minds. It's best if we keep it to ourselves, but since my best friend knows, he can tell his. As long as Ron doesn't tell anyone! {Reality} "______, Harry, come on! The train leaves in twenty minutes!! Oh am I interrupting something?" Ron asked, seeing you holding Harry's arm eyes closed. You and Harry quickly returned to reality. "Nope!" You said joyfully. "Harry, remember what you heard," you walked down the stairs. "Ron, I've got to tell you something on the train, you can't tell anyone else!" Harry explained as you left. "Of course mate! Although it'd better be okay if ______ and Hermione know, they'll be sitting with us," Ron explained. "They can know, although I'm pretty sure they already do." You soon left the Leaky Cauldron to aboard the train. "Oh, we actually run through a wall!" You exclaimed excitedly as you arrived at King's Cross. You smiled and ran straight through the wall. You heard Fred or George mention that you should definitely be in Gryffindor. You arrived at Platform 9 3/4 right before Fred and George. "Hey, ______, We need to talk to you on the train!" They yelled once they arrived through the barrier. "Could it be after the train ride? I have to sit with Hermione, Harry, and Ron!" You yelled back. They nodded and you went to wait for Hermione. When you bumped into someone. "Really?!" A boy sighed. You quickly turned around, your beanie threatening to fly off. "Je suis tellement désolé ! ( I'm so sorry!) Wait, you look familiar!" You shouted quietly. "Wish I could say the same to you!" The person sighed. "Let me try this...." You cleared your throat and put on a French accent, "Bonjour! Zu vouldn't hapeen to know where Flureesh and Blotts eez?" You smiled. "_____?! I didn't recognize you without your uniform on! You look pretty today!" The person exclaimed. "Sure took you long enough, Oliver!" You shouted. "Oh where is it? Ah! Oliver, I bought a Firebolt!!" You stated happily showing Oliver the broom. Oliver hugged you and said you would make a great Beater, he has seen you punch. You thanked him and rushed onto the train with Hermione.
  7. After you and the golden trio had found a compartment you sat down and talked. In your compartment was a tired looking man with tattered clothes. You sat across from Ron and beside Hermione. "Ron, I have to tell you something, but you have to swear not to tell anyone!" Harry persisted as he sat down. Ron nodded. "Alright-" Harry was cut off by a dark hooded figure that entered the compartment. It suddenly felt like you had crawled into a freezer full of food you couldn't eat, cold and hopeless. (Weird metaphor, I know) You fainted and landed hand-on-hand with Harry. You were too focused on a noise to worry about Harry's thoughts. {Your Thoughts} You are back in your first home, with your parents. Suddenly you are put into the nearest desk drawer while you watched the incident through a small crack. Suddenly a cold and high voice spoke, "You are Mr. and Mrs. ______? Of the Order of the Phoenix?" You see your parents stand stock still in shock. They were face to face with Voldemort! "IMPERIO! Bring your daughter to me!" Voldemort demanded. Your mother tried to stop your father, but she wasn't strong enough. Your father hoisted you from your hiding place and handed you to Voldemort. "Little _____, you need to know this for when you become a Death Eater just like your entire family, other than your parents," Voldemort cooed while facing you towards your parents. "CRUCIO!!" Voldemort shouted as your parents began to scream and writhe in pain. "Stop! Stop! Please! Just kill us! Do whatever, just stop this!" Your mother cried. Voldemort flicked his wand in the air. "Your choice, you chose. AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort screamed. Your father immediately took hold of you and shielded you from Voldemort, who, strangely tried to kill you once your father had died as well. {Reality} "______!!! It's been an hour, everyone else is up! Come on get up." You sat bolt upright screaming and crying for your parents, "Mum! Dad! Run! Oh, it was, just a dream. I'm sorry!" You shouted. They all gave you a strange look and Harry helped you up. The only thing he saw in your thoughts was blackness, you weren't thinking of anything. "What happened, _______?" Everyone asked at once. "What was that thing, Professor?" You asked the tired man, eager to change the subject. "A dementor. They're searching the train for Sirius Black." The man said. His suitcase read 'Professor R. J. Lupin' "Speaking of Sirius Black, people say that he's out to kill me," Harry relieved. "Oh, Harry, I'm sorry! Although, as long as Dumbledore's around, he can't get to you," Hermione stated matter-of-factly. You noticed that Hogwarts must've been just around the corner, "I'll be back soon, I'm going to go change." You walked out of the compartment just to bump into a blond third year. "Oh ! Je suis désolé . Qui íªtes-vous ? Je suis ______ ." (Oh ! I'm sorry . Who are you ? I am ______ .) You smiled shyly. "Il suffit de regarder oí¹ vous allez la prochaine fois! et je suis Malfoy . Draco Malfoy ." (" Just watch where you're going next time! I 'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. ") "Nice to meet you Draco. Sorry, I'm just a little fuzzy. And sorry, I slip into French when I meet new people," you walked away and you heard, "You new here, _____? (You nodded) Well, I'll see you later then," Draco smirked. You entered the washroom and changed into your robes.
  8. You walked to your compartment. Half way there meeting Fred and George talking to a boy with dreadlocks, you know to be Lee Jordan. "Hi Lee! Boys, what did you need to ask me?" You asked with a smile. "We wanted to know if you would be our little guinea pig? For our pranks and our Weasley Wizard Wheezes," the twins said in hopeful unisons. You nodded happily and skipped back to your compartment. "Alright Harry, she's back, what did you need to tell me?!" Ron asked, getting annoyed. "You waited until I got back to tell Ron?" You giggled. Harry nodded. "Alright, Professor Lupin left to talk to the train conductor so I can tell you now, Ron. _____ can, well, she can read my mind. And I can read hers. When she lets me anyway." Ron began to laugh and you scolded him with a scary look. He immediately shut up. "Would you like us to show you?" Harry asked. Ron nodded. "Alright, Ron, come up with a way for us to show you that we can read each other's minds," Harry sighed. "Alright, I have the perfect idea!" Ron said as he whispered to Hermione, she nodded and told you to go outside into the isle. "Okay, so why did I have to come out here?" You asked throwing your hands up in exasperation. "Ronald, will not be convinced until I tell you something to think and then Harry repeats it. Then you do the same to Harry," Hermione explained. "Alright, fair enough. I wouldn't believe it either. So, what am I supposed to be thinking?" You ask with a clueless look on your face. Hermione whispered something in your ear. "There is NO way, that I am thinking that! Just give me something that you know that I won't be self-conscious about!'' (She had told you to think of the first time you went bungee-jumping and the rope snapped and you fell in the lake) You whisper-yelled. "Fine!" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Okay........um, ah!" Hermione whispered to herself. She then whispered something else into your ear. When she was finished, you nodded sending your curls bouncing. You knocked on the compartment door to insure that you could re-enter. When Ron nodded you walked in and sat by Harry.
  9. "Alright! So here's what's happening. Hermione has told ______ to think something just as I have done to Harry. Harry if you can repeat what Hermione told ______ and if ______ can repeat what I told Harry I will believe you," Ron stated rubbing his hands together. "Okay. Ready Harry? This will be a little uncomfortable," you warned. Harry nodded. You thought of what Hermione had told you to think. You nodded and held Harry's hand. {Your Thoughts} I wonder what I would look like with purple, black, white, and orange hair? I saw a tiger that looked like that once! Well sorta, it was purple and white which is weird since they're supposed to be orange and black. I WOULD HAVE TIGER HAIR!!!!!! I'll try it. {Reality} "Harry? What did you see?" Ron asked. You both opened your eyes and let go of each other's hand. "Well, she was thinking about changing her hair color. She was thinking of changing it to purple, white, orange, and black. Then she remembered a story about a tiger she saw that was purple and white," Harry said. You began to laugh and nod. Ron looked to Hermione who laughed and nodded. "Alright, ______, what is Harry thinking?" Hermione asked eagerly. "Hold on a second, every time we've done that it was only a few seconds, my arm feels numb!" You sighed. "Yeah my scar feels numb too," Harry said. After a minute or two you both felt fine. "Ready Harry? Remember what Ron told you," you asked, Harry nodded, and you once again joined hands. {Harry's thoughts} I remember in first year when Ron and I hated Hermione. We used to say she was a know-it-all until she saved Ron and I from McGonnagle when she said that she had gone looking for the mountain troll. Then we went and played a giant game of wizard's chess and Ron almost died. I went to go find the sorcerers' stone. When I got there I saw the DADA teacher with Voldemort on the back of his head. {Reality} "______? ______? What did you see?" Hermione asked eagerly. "Ronald Weasley! If you ever play a gigantic game of wizard's chess and don't tell me about it, I will kill you!! And Hermione, you didn't tell me about a mountain troll or about Voldemort coming out of the back of a professor's head?!" You were super angry. "That was probably the wrong thing to have Harry think of. We are in big trouble!" Ron said scared. You walked over to Ron and gave him a hug. "Don't do that to me Ron! If you had actually died in that chess match I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Even though I couldn't have helped anyway!" You whispered. You let go and saw Ron's face and ears turn a pale crimson. You walked in front of Hermione and hugged her too. "And as for you! The next time you come face to face with a mountain troll you had better tell me, if you are my best friend you will let me know," you whispered again. You let go to see her nodding. You sat down by Harry and stared him in his green eyes. "As for you-" you let him see your thoughts again. {Your Thoughts} Harry, I haven't really known you long so I can't exactly yell at you for not telling me about Voldemort in someone's head or anything but I can tell you something. Just be careful, you and I both know that he will come back to full power and he'll come after both of us. {moment of Harry's thoughts} why both of us {back to you} it'd be better if I showed you. You showed Harry what you saw when the dementor attacked. {Reality} "______! Harry! Were at Hogwarts!" Hermione shook you both. "Tell no one what you just saw Harry! If you do, then much worse things will happen to you!" You threatened, of course it was an empty threat but Harry didn't have to know that. Harry nodded, scared. You walked off of the train following Hagrid to the boats. You sat with a first year who looked lost and confused.
  10. You climbed into the boat with the new girl, "salut ! je suis _____!" "Huh?" The girl asked. "Sorry! Around new people I speak French. I said, 'Hi! I'm _____!'" You replied apologetically. "Hey, _____! I'm Calina! You seem much older than me," the first year replied. "That might be because I am. I'm 13, but for the first two years I went to Beauxbatons," you explained. Calina nodded, not knowing what Beauxbatons was, and you both talked the whole way across the Black Lake. Once the castle had come into view, you and Calina gawked at the sight of Hogwarts. "It's beautiful!" You admired. Calina nodded, too speechless for anything else. You soon arrived at the castle, and waltzed into the entrance hall. A strict-looking professor with a tight bun and glasses soon addressed all the new Hogwarts' students. She told of the Hogwarts Houses, house points, and classes. Once she was finished she led you all into the Great Hall, where she placed a century old or more hat, on a stool, in the center of the hall. The professor, McGonnagle, began to read from a list of names. "Ariana Caralia" A small girl walked to the hat looking nervous. The hat barely touched her black hair when it shouted, "HUFFLEPUFF!" Professor McGonnagle read every name, Calina landing in Ravenclaw, then came to you. "______ ______!" Dumbledore then explained that you were a new student who had transferred from Beauxbatons. Suddenly everyone in the hall was staring at you. You confidently strutted to the chair to have the hat placed on your head. After about two minutes of the hat saying things such as, "Where to put you?", "You have talent!", and "You could fit anywhere!" The hat finally reached his decision, "SLYTHERIN!" You quickly took the hat off your head and walked to the Slytherin table. You sat by Draco, the only Slytherin you knew. After you had sat down, Dumbledore began to speak.
  11. "Welcome all new students! And welcome back to our returning students! This year, Hogwarts shall be playing host to the guards of Azkaban during their search for Sirius Black! Don't fret, I have been assured that the dementors are not to venture into the grounds, however, dementors are not to be fooled by excuses, apologies, disguises, or even invisibility cloaks. For it is not in a dementor's nature to be forgiving. Therefore, I beg you to give them no reason to harm you! Now, onto the usual start of year notices, Mr. Filch, our caretaker, has asked me to remind you, that the Dark Forest is forbidden to any and all students." Dumbledore continued his speech, as you zoned out. "....Let the feast begin!" Dumbledore finished while sitting down. You began to place small portions of food on your plate, if you weren't to be fed out if Hogwarts why get used to being fed at Hogwarts? You ate a piece of chicken and some mashed potatoes before you just started to talk to Draco, "Okay, so what's Hogwarts like?" You asked, with a bit of your French accent easily distinguishable. Draco replied, "It's alright other than the mudbloods, the muggle-loving headmaster, blood-traitors, and Gryffindors." You hit Draco and glared at him, "FYI, my very best friend is muggle-born, Dumbledore is a fair man, and Gryffindors houses almost all of my friends!" "Alright then," Draco sighed, returning to his dinner. You thought about what life at Hogwarts would be like. 'Will my friends hate me for landing in Slytherin?' You thought with a sigh. 'No, they won't hold my house over me' you assured yourself. You looked over to see Hermione waving at you, and telling Ron to stop being such a prick. After a little bit of Hermione's persuasion, Ron looked to you and waved. After an hour or so, the Slytherin Prefect directed all of the new Slytherins to the common room in the dungeon. After you had followed a seventh year into the dungeons, he gave the password, "Pure-blood!" "Why is that the password?" You wondered aloud. "Because, we Slytherins usually value bloodline above all else, and Salazar Slytherin only believed that magic should be taught in all magic families,nor purebloods," a blond third year explained. You nodded and walked into the green, black, and gold common room. "All right, first years! Boys dorms, up the stairs and to your left. Girls, the same on your right," the Prefect gestured with a sneer. You walked to the other prefect of your dorm, a red headed sixth year to ask a question, "Bonjour ! Oh! Sorry, I always do that! Anyway, this is my first year at Hogwarts, but my third year at a magic school. Which dorm do I stay in? First or third?" You felt stupid asking, but you'd feel even stupider if you slept in the wrong dorm. "Third!" The prefect stated. You nodded and rushed up the stairs to meet everyone. You had ended up with the bed nearest the door, which you preferred to the bed farthest from it.
  12. "Hey, girls, it's the newbie!" An annoying voice snickered. Once again, you slipped into French, "salut ! je suis _____!" All the girls just stared at you, dumbfounded. The annoying girl told everyone else to hold on for a minute. She returned with an old book titled Ways to the Languages by Translatov Muguire. She flipped through the huge book until she came to the French to English section. "Hmm? Salut ! Means Hi! Je suis means I'm. So she said 'Hi! I'm ____!'" You nodded. The girl looked at you and introduced everyone. "I'm Pansy Parkinson, this is Califina Maraco, Karla Flint, Mazy Challembach, and Fyochi Panaka." You concluded that Fyochi was Japanese, because her hair was black and streaked with pink and blue, and her eyes were smaller. Also the greeting she gave you was a given, "Kon'nichiwa!" You waved and returned the greeting, somewhat less graceful. You waved at everyone in the Slytherin girl's dorm. The girls continued to gossip, but you ignored them and walked to your trunk to unpack. "Hey, do any of you know when Quidditch tryouts are?" You asked everyone. Mazy answered, "Yeah, they're next Saturday!" You nodded her your thanks and decided to read by the fire, in the common room. You walked into the common room to see Draco talking with Crabbe and Goyle. "Look, Malfoy, she's friends with the mudblood!" Crabbe told Draco. "So? She landed in Slytherin didn't she?" Draco retaliated. Draco's cronies just nodded as you walked over. "What are you blokes staring at?" Draco demanded. Goyle gestured his head towards you. Draco whipped around, "_____?! Why are you down here?" "I was about to ask you the same thing, but since you asked, I came to read. Now, who were you just talking about?" You smirked. Draco gave a poisonous, could you call it a smile? "Uh, no one," Draco answered a but too fast. "Uh-huh, a girl who's friends with a MUGGLEBORN, not a mudblood Crabbe, and landed in Slytherin anyway?" You batted your eyelashes and laughed. Draco laughed at this and explained, "Fine! We were talking about you because these to blokes say that because your the muggle borns friend that I can't hang out with you." "Alright you two are idiots! *hit Crabbe and Goyle with your book* and thank you, Draco, for not saying that word!" You laughed. You saw that it was almost 11-o-clock. "Thanks! I didn't get to read my book! Well, good night, I guess," you sighed and stomped to your room. When you had trudged back your dorm you dressed in your red and black pajamas and plopped onto your green bed. You instantly fell asleep and dreamt about...
  13. Thank you all for reading this!! Also, thank you to music386 for instructive criticism on my other series which I attempted to apply her. How did I do? Comment and rate! Also take my polls! They will tell me whether the majority hate (in which case I'll stop my quizzes) or like them (I'll keep writing and improving.) Thanks! Comment and tell me how I did, what I didn't do, what I can do to improve, what you liked, what you hated, and if you have a twist let me know!

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