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Old 08-30-2005, 08:32 PM   #20 (permalink)
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The entrance hall was bright and cheerful looking with torches aligning the walls, their light filling the room. The sound of students talking echoed pleasantly around the space. Amy smiled as she saw people she recognized. Seeing Professor McGonagall shepherding some first years into a room off of the great hall, Amy caught her eye and waved. Professor McGonagall waved back, but was distracted a moment later by Peeves stealing her hat. Grinning, Amy turned away and fallowed her friends into the great hall.

The great hall was just as bright as the entrance hall, if not more so. The tables were laden with gold cutlery which sparkled brightly in the torch light. The staff table was nearly filled, with the exceptions of Professor McGonagall and Hagrid’s seats, which would be filled soon. Even the Sorting Hat seemed to sparkle on its rickety stool at the front of the room. Shaking her hair from her face, Amy sat down between Molly and Dan at the Ravenclaw table. Looking around the room, Amy saw Draco Malfoy staring at her. Narrowing her eyes, Amy glared at him.

“What are you glaring at Amy-? Oh, I see.” Molly said, fallowing her gaze and causing Molly to look away from Malfoy. “That kid is such a git. He thinks he’s better then everyone, just because he’s rich and pureblood. It makes me sick!”

“Hey!” Dan said, giving Molly an indignant look. “I’m pureblood too you know!”

“Yes, you are, but you don’t flaunt it like so fancy cloak.” Amy said, grinning. “I like to think of you as a pleasant surprise.”

“And why is that?” Dan asked.

“Because, when I first met you, I thought you would be a total jerk.”

“No one could be a jerk to you, not even Malfoy. You just don’t like him because what he said to Brian about being a Mudblood.” Dan said.

“Ugh, that was awful of him to say!” Molly said with conviction.

“It really was. Maybe we can--” At that very moment, Dan was cut off by Dumbledore, who had just stood up.

“Now, could I please have a warm welcome to our first years?” Dumbledore said, bringing his hands together in a strong clap which was taken up by the students. Amy clapped along with everyone else which struggling to see the new arrivals. Professor McGonagall led the line of frightened looking students. They were shorter then Amy ever remembered being and made for an almost comical site. Stopping before the Sorting Hat, which seemed to straighten itself up. Rather then listening to its song, Amy turned to Molly.

“Were we ever really that short?” Amy asked curiously.

“I don’t think so… But maybe. I can’t remember if everyone was really tall or we were really short.” Molly replied.

“Who do you think will be in Gryffindor?” Amy wondered aloud.

“Well,” Dan said darkly, “It won’t be that kid in the middle.”

“Which one?” Brian asked, peering at the first years.

“See the blond one? Pale…” Dan asked. Amy glanced down the line and found the boy Dan was talking about. He was blonde and pale, as Dan had said, but there was also something oddly familiar about his appearance.

“Yea, what about him?” Molly said.

“Oh, you don’t recognize his relation to someone we know?” Dan asked, nodding at Malfoy.

“Malfoy doesn’t have a brother!” Amy said realizing who the boy looked like and wondering what this could all be about.

“No, your right. That’s his cousin.” Dan said with a sigh.

“Another Malfoy?” Molly said, and Amy could hear despair in her voice. She hated Malfoy just as much as her.

“I’m afraid so.” Dan said. “And be quiet, the sorting is about to start!”

“Almund, Maria!” Professor McGonagall said loudly. A small girl with blonde ringlets walked timidly to the stool and sat down. The hat was slipped onto her head and after a moment it shouted “Ravenclaw!”

Amy clapped with everyone else at her table and began to study the features of the new students. However, it wasn’t for long. A few minutes later Stephen Malfoy was called to the stool and Amy’s eyes were instantly upon him. He sat down gingerly, and the sorting hat was slipped down upon his face. However, a moment later, it began to rise again, on its own accord. Looking over, Amy saw that Dan was holding his wand under the table and muttering something under his breath. Turning back, Amy began to laugh (along with all of the other students), at the shabby black hat floating a few yards above Stephen Malfoy’s head. Glancing at Draco Malfoy, Amy grinned at his furious expression.

“That will be enough Mr. Foster.” Dumbledore said with an amused expression as he looked at Dan, who grinned sheepishly and lowered the hat back on Stephen’s head. A moment later he was sorted into Slytherin and the whole hall cheered.

“That was great!” Brian said, slapping Dan on the back. The other students were looking at him with interested expressions on their faces. Dan was grinning, obviously enjoying himself.

“Did you see that kids face? Brilliant!” Molly exclaimed.

“Did you see Malfoy’s face? Now that was even better!” Amy said with a grin.

“I know, it was worth it just for that.” Dan mimicked Malfoy’s expression of mixed fury and indigenization and Amy began to laugh.

“Oh, wait!” Amy had just realized something. Looking up at the staff table, Amy caught Snape’s eye. His eyes were narrow and his expression furious. Amy glanced away with a shudder. “I think we’ve really made Snape mad.” She said with concern.

“Who cares, he’s a git anyway.” Dan said reassuringly. “Come on, the foods here, let’s eat!”

Glancing at the table, Amy was surprised to see it already pilled with food. But for some reason, she wasn’t as hungry as she had been. She picked at her food for the rest of the feast and then headed up to bed without talking much. Right before going to sleep, Amy pulled out a picture of her family. They were at the beach, and her Mom and Dad were laughing as she and her sister played in the surf. It had been taken a few years ago, and still reminded her of home. Tucking it under her pillow, Amy turned onto her side and fell asleep to dreams of floating hats and lost pictures.

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