After all the opaque dust vanishes into the air, I groan in discomfort and take a glance throughout the building.
"Erm- Oliver Cèsar Lucas?" I speak as I get up then assist him. "Yes, Alexandria Florence Albertine?" He takes a look around too.
He has an unsettled look plastered on his face and gazes at me for a piece of evidence as soon as he realizes that we are not inside the library anymore. My eyes are scanning for any clue that might notify us where we landed. I look within the massive hall and have a look at it. four tables with chalices and fancy dishes. One full-size rectangular table in the front. A walkway between the two centre tables. Candles floating. My eyes widen and jaw drops to the ground. I run out and open a door to what we supposed might be an uninhabited room however as soon as we sprinted in and slammed the door a person cleared their throat. I hastily twirled around, 'Shit' I thought. Filch speed walks over to us.
"What do you think you two are doing in here?" He glares at us and we are able to infer that he has a brief temper. "Sorry sir we got lost and this turned out to be the nearest door to us." Oliver could barely choke out the sentence. He's too stressed-out on the fact that they're at Hogwarts. Filch gets a hold of our ears and yanks us over to the great hall. However this time, the entire faculty is present. Filch screams "these hooligans have been wandering across the school." He shoves us forth revealing us to the professors and headmasters.
"Ah, welcome Alexandria Florence and Oliver Cèsar! We've been anticipating your appearance. We should both of you sorted into your houses." We look at one another and simply nod. The sorting hat yells Oliver's name out first so He strolls up and sits on the stool as the hat is situated upon his head. "Ok indeed, fearless, very challenging, Yet additionally wise. I see, muddled one I see. Bold. You have a solid good community and unafraid to follow up on their ethics. You're unafraid to take advantage of the lucky break to make some kind of progress. I see. GRYFFINDOR." The sorting hat shouts as everybody applauds. I look and Oliver and grin, He got his house. He strolls over to the table and sits close to Ginny and Neville.
"Alexandria Florence Albertine." The cap yells as I take a full breath, strolls up the stool and sit down as the cap is situated upon my head. The sorting hat doesn't suggest anything for a second or something like that. "Honest, veritable, yet amazingly imaginative and somewhat clever. You're extreme Miss Albertine. Has reasonableness, values fellowship, difficult work, and prioritizes different peoples feelings. Truly eccentric. I see. HUFFLEPUFF." I recoil as the cap shouts it's the last decision. I investigate at Oliver in dread who gazes back at me. He stands up, runs over, grasps me into an embrace and starts strolling towards the Hufflepuff table.
"Hey now, darling, it's okay. You'll be alright. I'll get us in the exact same courses. Do not overthink it love, you can dwell in my room. However, please attempt to make companions. They are altogether sincere here." He taps on a tall person's shoulder and he pivots. "May I help you?" He gives us an authentic grin.
"Better believe it, Uhm hello. I'm Oliver and this is Alexandria. We're both new however, she's somewhat restless about being in an unexpected house in comparison to mine. Could you please become a close acquaintance with her and be caring? She's shy however once she opens up to you, she's so amusing and generous." Oliver clarifies as he rubs my back. The thin yet tall honourable man laughs and takes a gander at us. "Welcome my fellow Hufflepuff. My name is Cedric Diggory. You'll find that we are quite civil here and will consistently be here for you." He taps the spot close to him. I embrace Oliver firmly.
"I'll see you later Olive" he embraces me back and I press his butt to attempt to make us both giggle. "Alexandria!" He energetically exclaims, claiming to act insulted however he giggles. I begin laughing as well and afterwards take my seat down next to Cedric once Oliver waves and returns to his spot at the Gryffindor table.
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Fanfiction"your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it's way back to you. Even if you're looking down at me, it always leads back to you" This story may have a few triggers like alcohol, implied abuse, and slight gore...
