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The train slowed down at last, finally stopping in pitch - darkness of Hogsemade station. As the train doors, opened there was a rumble of thunder overhead. The rain was now coming down so thick and fast that it was as though buckets of ice-cold water were being emptied repeatedly over their heads.
"Hi, Hagrid!". Harry shouted over the crowd. Hermione and Me squinted through the rain to see a gigantic silhouette at the far end of platform.
"All righ," Harry?" Hagrid bellowed back, waving. "See yeh at the feast if we don't drown." Hagrid said to us.
Me and Ron Snickered quietly as we both looking at the terrified first years, who are looking fearfully at the look. As I smiled and shrugged, hurrying off to catch a horseless carriage with Harry, Hermione and Ron .
Through the gates, flanked with status of winged bores, and up the sweeping drive the carriages trundled, swaying dangerously in what was fast becoming a gale. Y/N looked out the window and saw Hogwarts coming neared, it's mainly lights windows blurred and shimming behind the thick curtain of rain. Lighting flashed across the sky as their carriage came to halk before the great oak front doors, which stood at the top of flight stone steps.
People who had occupied the carriages in front were already hurrying up the stones step into the castle. Y/N, Harry, Hermione and Ron jumped down from the carriage and dashed up the steps behind Ginny, Luna and Neville, looking up only when they were safely inside the covernous, torch-lit Entrance Hall, with its magnificent marble staircase.
"ARRGGGHHHH" Ron screeched in front of them.
A large, Red,water-filled ballon had dropped from out of the ceiling on to Ron's head and exploded. Y/N laughed as Ron stagged sideways into Harry, drenched and sputtering, just as a second water bomb dropped, narrowly missing Hermione and exploded on to Y/N's head. People all around them started pushing one another in their efforts to get out of the line of fire.
"PEEVES!" yelled an angry voice.
"PEEVES, COME DOWN HERE AT ONCE." All the students turned around to see where the voice coming from.
Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor House, had coming dasing out of the Great hall,she skidded on the wet floor grabbing Y/N around the neck to stop herself from falling.
"Ouch - sorry, Miss L/N -"
"That's all right, Professor McGonagall !" I gasped massaging my throat.
"PEEVES, Get down here Now!" Shouted Professor McGonagall, straightening her pointed hat and glaring upward through her square-rimmed spectacles.
"I am warning you, Peeves- I shall call the headmaster." Shouted Professor McGonagall.
Peeves stuck out his tounge, threw the last of his water at a group's of third years who had just arrived, and zoomed off up the marble staircase crackling insanely.
"Well, move along, then,into the Great Hall, come on!" said Professor McGonagall sharply to the bedraggled crowd.
They slipped and slid across the Entrance Hall and through the double door on the right, Ron and Y/N muttering and cursing f furiously under their breaths as they pushed sopping hairs strands out of their faces. The Great Hall looked it's usual splendid self, decorated for start-of-term feast. Golden plates and goblets gleamed by light of hundreds of candles, floating over the tables in mid-air.
The four long tables were packed with chattering students; at the top of Hall, the staff sat along one side of a fifth table, facing their pupils. It was much warmer in here, which Y/N appreciated the feeling as her lips curled up into a big smile, happy to back at Hogwarts.
Though the rain was still drumming heavily against the high, dark glass, the atmosphere around them was still very welcoming, with bright-smiles filling the room. As the group make their way to the middle of Gryffindor table. Y/N sat between Hermione and Neville while Harry and Ron sitting opposite side of her. They talked some more as more students filled into the hall. Suddenly the Great hall door opened making every student turned their heads towards the door.
A silence fell over the Hall like a blanket and the Professor McGonagall was leading a long line of first years up to the tip of the great hall. Y/N shook her head at the first years looking at them.
While scanning the Great hall I feel someone eyes burning in me As I roam my eyes though the other tables my eyes suddenly stopped at the Slytherin table and made eyes contact with his Grey/blue eyes, we literally make eye contact for few more minutes until Pansy clinging at him and he fucking smirked at me, saying something to Pug-face ear as she blushed and after that he turned his attention to Pansy. WHAT A FUCKING MORON HE IS.
"What are you looking at?Y/N/N ".Ron asked me while looking at direction where I am watching unfortunately I move my eyes towards the front so that he didn't suspect where I was looking at minutes ago.
"Nothing much, just thinking we all looked so small and nervous on our first day." I told Ron.
"Not to mention scared and terrified." Ron told me as I nodded my head in agreement.
"Do you guys remember, when Y/N nearly tripped on her first day, while making her way to front when her name was called." Ron said to Hermione, Harry, Neville and twins while I crossed my arms and shrugged at them.
"Seriously she really tripped on her first day over there." Ginny asked while controlling her laugh and pointing towards the front where the Professor McGonagall now placed a four-legged stool on the front, on top of it, an extremely old,dirty, patched wizard's hat.
"Yes, she almost tripped." Hermione told Ginny making Ron, Harry, twins laugh. I rolled my eyes at them.
"Oh, come on I was damned nervous and fucking sweating like hell that day." I told them.
"Clumsy- Fred said
"Little girl" - George said while completing the sentence.
"Whatever." I said to them as they continued laughing at me again which make me also laugh at that. As we stopped laughing and we started catching our breathes. Then we all turned our heads towards the first years as they starts staring at Sorting hat. So did everyone else. For a moment, there was a silence. Then a long tear near the brim opened wide like a mouth, and hat broke into it's long, annual song that was so very different from the years before.
The Great Hall rang with applause and the sorting had finished, and Professor McGonagall was unrolling a large scroll of parchment.
Finally, the Sorting ended. Professor McGonagall picked up the hat and stool and carried them away.
"Bloody hell, finally." Ron yawned, looking at expectantly at his golden plate.
Professor Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He was smiling like always around the students, his arms opened wide in welcome.
"I have only two words to say to you," he told us , his deep voice echoing around the Hall."Dig in"
"Finally, let's dig in then." I said as I see the empty dishes infront of us filled magically and started loading foods on my plate. Nobody talked much as they eat enjoying the delicious meal infront of them.
Another clap of thunder shook the windows, and the stormy ceiling flashed, illuminating the golden plates as the remains of first course vanished and were replaced, instanly with desserts. When the desserts too had been demolished, and the last crumbs had faded off the plates, leaving them sparkling clean, Dumbledore got to his feet again.
