Chapter 3

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*****Addie's POV*****

The boy walks up to Mr. Weasley and I only hear some of what he was saying. "...platform?"

Then I hear Mr. Weasley say, "All you have to do is run straight at the wall between Platforms 9 and 10. Best do it at a bit of a run if your nervous."

"Good luck," I say.

He blushes. I blush.

He runs at the wall and I hold my breath. Then when I don't see him again, I let it out.

Ginny pokes me. "I think you fancy him. Don't you?"

"WHAT!! No. No. No. No. No." I blush.

"You just blushed. You do."

I blush again.

Then before she can laugh at me again, I run through the barrier. I wait for a crash, but it doesn't come.

(Time lapse: They are getting to Hogwarts)

"Hi everybody. Now. In just one moment you will pass through these doors and join your classmates, but before that ou must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin."

I want to be Gryffindor. Uncle Remus and all of the Weasleys are in Gryffindor. I don't know what they would do if I wasn't in that house.

There is this one boy that looks really stupid and he gels back his blond hair and it makes me feel sick. He walks over to me.

"Hi. I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He reaches down and kisses my hand.

I see Harry's face scrunch up. Is he jealous? No he's not. I think.

"I don't care what your name is and I don't want you to be in my life."

I hear people behind me 'oooooo'ing. He blushes but he doesn't turn red, he just has a little bit of a pink tint to his cheeks.

Professor McGonagall comes back and hits Malfoy on his left shoulder and he rubbed it. We giggled.

She leads us into the Great Hall and I walk in wonder. The ceiling is like the night sky. I hear this girl, Hermione I think her name was, saying that it was just bewitched to look like the night sky, but I found that hard to believe. It looked like the ceiling just opened up to the heavens.

Then the lady in green robes, Professor McGonagall, says, "When I call your name, you will come forth and I shall place the spring hat on your head and you will be sorted into your houses."

"Adalyn," she says.

I wish that she said my last name, I would love to know it, but I don't.

I walk forward and sit on the stool. Professor McGonagall puts the hat on my head and I hear it talking.

"Adalyn. You don't have a last name? Oh . . . you do. You just don't know what it is. Right then? Hmm . . . Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Slytherin? Let's see. Plenty of brains, for Ravenclaw of course, but there's bravery as well. There's loyalty for Hufflepuff and ambition for Slytherin."

The hat turns toward the head table and faces Dumbledore.

"She's the princess." His eyes widen and mummers spread across the table. What's "the princess"? It sounds weird.

Dumbledore seems to notice my face and walks around the table. "I'll explain it to you. Just follow me."

I stand up nervous and follow Dumbledore to a gargoyle. "Lemon Drops," he says.

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