Chapter 2 - Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry

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"Will!" "Will get up!" I said shaking Wilbur awake as we pulled into the platform. The sun had long been set and it was pitch black outside. "What?" Will mumbled as his eyes slowly opened. "Where here you idiot." I responded excitedly, as my words hit Will he had a burst of adrenaline and shoot up from his seat. I put my white jumper on, the sleeves almost covering my entire hands, just showing the ends of my fingers. I opened the door to our apartment but before I walked out two boys ran past faster than two kids running into the worlds biggest sweet shop. The smaller one had fluffy brunette hair and the taller one about six foot one had fluffy blonde hair.

"Wait, Toby noo!" The blonde one yelled, trying to chance the brunette down the train.

"I just got here and I already almost got taken out by two kids." I laughed at Wilbur before we walked down the skinny corridor of the train. We stepped off onto the platform as the cold nigh air hit my face. I let out a shocked sigh at the sight before me, I look up to see a magnificent dark castle, with a yellow glow coming from each and every window gave a lively feel to the castle. "Say hello to our new home." Wilbur said behind me as we both took in the view in front of us.

A whistle was heard from one of the train conductors and me and Will trotted over to where everyone else was standing. We followed behind them as we walked up a large outside staircase until we got to the castle, we saw everyone go off in different directions, I saw Niki and jack and were about to ask them what do when we heard a voice. "Excuse me, you two." me and Will turned to see a tall witch in green robes and a black hat, she was wearing half moon glasses and had a serious yet calm look on her face. I looked down to see her holding two sets of plain black robes. "Are you too Wilbur Soot and Maeve Evans?" "Yes we are." I replied to her. "Oh well I'm glad I found you two. I'm professor McGonagall head of Gryffindor house, I assume you already know about the four hoses as explained in the added paper from your acceptance letter. Now if you take these robes and go change, the bathrooms are down the hall to your left, and meet me in front of these doors in a few minuets." She finished signalling to a large dark oak double door just behind us.

We headed to the bathroom, Wilbur went into the boys and I went into the girls. I locked myself in a cubicle and got changed into a black skirt and white long sleeved shirt. A plain black tie and black robe, I didnt have my school shoes with me so I put on my white converse over some ankle black socks.

I walked out the bathroom with my clothes in hand and saw Will waiting for me. "Well don't you look smart." I mocked him. "Please you sound like my mum." His words made me think of my mum, and made me wonder what she would think of me right now.

I followed Wilbur to the doors McGonagall said we should meet her at, I watched as she came around a corner to us. "Right, well the first years have just been sorted so when these doors open you will meet me again at the end of the hall and I will sort you into your house. Let me take these from you." McGonagall took our clothes from us and disappeared down another corridor again.

We heard distant voices from behind the door and I felt Will elbow me playfully in my side. I did it back with a hard smile on my face, after messing around and trying to control our laughter, the doors to the great hall opened and we were met with four long tables, one for every house full of students all staring at us. we stepped forward and began walking down the isle. it felt like everyone was looking at me, and whispering to other people. I ran my hand through my long hair trying to distract myself. there where hundreds of lit floating candles above us and the room was warm and comforting. We stood in front of McGonagall, as she held an old hat in one hand, behind her was another long table, but full of professors, I recognised headmaster Dumbledore sitting in the middle, but one teacher caught my eye. he had jet black hair that was shaped into a bob, and he wore black robes and had brown eyes that stared directly at me, almost as if he was trying to read me. I scrunched my eyes ever so slightly as I heard professor McGonagall speak. "Wilbur Soot would you like to step forward."

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