Wednesday, 5 September 2007
07:27:52 PM (GMT)
What’s the worst part of coming back to Hogwarts? Probably watching first years
get sorted. Can you think of a more boring way to start out the year? That is, unless
you’re the first year or that first year is coming into your house.
So, naturally, anytime that creepy sorting hat shouts out “Hufflepuff,” my head
pops up to see the new comer. Besides, as a third year, I feel it’s one of my
duties as a higher level to welcome them. Then I’d just put my head back down and
try to sleep.
“Now, I know it’s unexpected,” announced Professor McGonagall announced,
“But we have yet another Ballhetzar transfer student. She’ll be in the third
year. Lilly Lynnson, would you please come up here?”
My head practically shot up like a bullet at the name. Could it really be Lilly???
This mystery girl turned around and sat on the stool, her brown pigtailed hair
bounced. One glimpse of her light green eyes and freckles, I knew it was my best
friend from America, Lilly!
Before the hat was placed, I stood up and screamed.
Peeves joined in with my whooping and cheering.
She looked in my direction and her famous toothed smile grew across her face. She
shyly waved one hand, keeping it close to her side.
She then averted her gaze to above our table. I could tell she was reading our
flag. Lilly then nodded at me and held up crossed fingers, mouthing
Then she held her breath, turning a dark purple.
The brown sorting hat was placed on her head.
“Hmm… This one’s shy but hyper… Better be… Hufflepuff!!!”
With one giant gulp, Lilly swallowed the air she was on the verge of choking on. I
jumped out of my seat, punching my hand in the air.
I screamed where the whole Great Hall could hear me. Everyone turned their
attention to me with the same faces they always have on when I do something stupid. I
then sheepishly look around and slide back into my seat, awaiting Lilly to come sit.
When Lilly finished speaking to Professor Sprout, Head of Hufflepuff House, she
flew down the stage and through the tables until she got to my seat. I scooted
everyone down a seat, making room for my best friend. Embracing her in a bear hug, I
squealed at the top of my lungs, just like the fan girls did when they first saw
“Why didn’t you tell me you moved from America?!?!”
I looked back at all the letters we had been sending each other through owl.
“Well… I wanted to surprise you!!”
“Uh, well, Mission accomplished!! Total shock! See my face? I’m going to get
lines in my forehead!!”
We went on about how great this year was going to be until the choir sang “Toil
and Trouble”. After the frogs croaked one last time, Professor Dumbledore took his
place at the podium.
“Welcome, welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Now I’d like to say a few words
before we are befuddled by our excellent feast.” Dumbledore began his normal
“Who is that?”
“W-Who is that? Who--? That’s only the top dog himself!! Headmaster of
Hogwarts, Professor Albus Dumbledore!! Didn’t they tell you about him when you were
She quickly shook her head.
“Well, let’s just say, there is no magic he ain’t mastered!”
Before I could say anything more, the word “dementors” caught my ear. I snapped
my head toward Dumbledore and listened intently.
“Hogwarts will play host to the dementors of Azkaban until Sirius Black is
captured. Words of caution, Dementors are vicious creatures. They do not distribute
between the one they hunt and the one that gets in their way. It is not in the nature
for a dementor to be forgiving.”
He then went on about something with happiness and light. I didn’t pay attention to
that though. I was to busy having flashbacks of the train ride that took place on an
“So that explains it…”
Lilly had that same cute confused head tilt she had two years ago. I smiled and
shook my head.
“I’ll tell yah later. Right now, I’M HUNGRY!!”