Peppermint Starlight || Various HP x Reader || BNHA x HP (Crossover)

.3. The Sorting Ceremony

     'AHA This is the book I was looking for.'

     I sat down on the couch and opened the book. No one else was home. I have been trying to figure out how I was reborn in this world since I started walking. It was no surprise that I couldn't find any answers in time-traveling books. It wasn't time traveling if the universe didn't exist in the first place. Though the book I had on my lap was not about time-traveling. It was about...

Metempsychosis (n.), the transmigration at the death of the soul of a human being into a new body of the same species. Metempsychosis was a part of Catharism in Occitania in the 12th century. Created in the early 15th century, the Rosicrucianist movement also conveyed an occult doctrine of metempsychosis.

     'Metempsychosis? I have never heard of that. But I have read a lot of fanfictions about transmigration. Am I getting a system as people do in those fanfictions?'

     "Hello? Uh... System?" This was only followed my silence.

     'That was a dumb move. This isn't fanfiction but I am sure this has something to do with Metemcho- what was the word again?'

     You jerked awake at the sound of your compartment door closing. You looked towards the door to see Raven standing there, already in her black robes.

     "Um.. sorry I didn't mean to wake you up." She said avoiding eye contact.

     "Oh it's alright, I should go change too." You stood up from your seat, stretching, and looked out the window. It was dark outside.

     'We must be close to Hogwarts.'

     You petted Stripey who was now sleeping on top of her pet carrier. You quickly got your robes out of your bag and stepped out of your compartment. After closing the door, you started walking towards the direction you thought the bathroom was. On your way there you heard a familiar voice say something about wanting to be in Gryffindor. You didn't pay mind to the voice or to the round-faced boy who looked tearful.

     After changing into your robes, you decided you didn't want to go back to your compartment. You decided to just walk around the train. Though when you walked past the same compartment you heard a snobbish voice saying something similar to " Don't make friends with the wrong sort."

      'What is happening in that compartment? Jeez.'

     'Maybe I could get another Pumpkin Pasty from the Trolley Lady. But where could she be?-'

     You were trying to find the Trolley Lady when you bumped into someone. You were about to apologize when you saw who it was.

     "Why did you stop Fred?" A voice from behind the person you bumped into said.

     He had flaming red hair with brown eyes, freckles, and a mischievous smile. Behind him stood his exact copy.

     'The Weasley twins!'

     "Oh, what do we have here Freddie?" One of them said.

     "Looks like an ickle firstie who already got lost."

     "I am not lost." You said a bit annoyed that you couldn't satisfy your hunger.

     "Well, then firstie-" You cut in before he could finish his sentence.

     "I do have a name you know." You muttered, annoyed. One of them fake gasped.

     "Gred I didn't know she had a name, did you?" The other said, "No Feorge, I thought only we had names. This is so unfair. I think we should get a refund."