Gordon Ramsay teaching Hogwarts Students

7 (Finne POV)

I'm Auth Orsnote, and I tell you what the author wants to say to you. Xer words will be in quotations during the story chapters, but not before or after. My opinion will not, and neither will xers before or after the chapters.

Only the plot and my OCs are mine. Kat Potter belongs to @BunnyGirlHP.

Swearing. Censored homophobic language from Ron.

Okay, languages/people/whatever:

"Fred"
"George"
"Both twins"
-~-Talking to a non-reptile animal-~-
*Parseltongue*
Thoughts
$Gobbledegook$
'Foreign language'

"Harry, are you ready to be Sorted?" I asked.

"I'm really not," he admitted from the other side of the compartment. "I'm really scared that I'll be in a House that really sucks."

Kat managed to make Harry cheer up. I mean, they're siblings. "Harry, there's no wrong or right House to be in."

"I'm nervous myself, Harry."

I let my hair go to how it naturally would be, which is silver with nerves. Harry and Kat relaxed their morphs as well. I call them 'morphs'. Kat and Harry's hair was just as silver as mine.

"I'm the only one who can't change my looks, aren't I."

"Not necessarily," I smirked, "you can cast a glamour spell. It changes your appearance. But you have to keep it up."

"Oh. Can you teach me?"

"A little later, once you know stances, wand movements, magical theory, etc."

Our compartment door opened to a blond boy with stormy gray eyes. "May I sit here? Everywhere else is full."

"Of course. We all need to make sure that we don't have to deal with Percy and Ron." Ron had been jealous of Harry, Kat, and I, since #1 we do magic that he can't and #2 Harry's famous.

"Who are they?" the boy asked.

"My foster brothers. They're idiots. Ron's in our year and Percy's a fifth year."

"Ah. I'm Draco Malfoy, and you?"

"I'm Finne Aguado, this is Kat Potter, Harry Potter, and Dudley Dursley."

"Harry Potter?! Oh shit, my dad's not going to be happy I was nice to you guys!"

"I'll have you know that none of us believe the bull fed to us by Fumblewhore and his Order of the Flaming KFC," Kat glared.

"The Order of the Flaming KFC? I don't know what 'KFC' is, but it sounds like a good insult for them."

"KFC is a No-Maj restaurant chain in America. By the way, most No-Majs in America are accepting and don't fear what they don't understand, so don't come after us all!" I laughed.

"Dam, I kind of love that nickname."

Three boys entered, one of them being Ron. I sighed.

"So, Harry Potter's with Draco Malfoy? Wonder how that'd look on our Golden Boy's record?"

Everyone in the compartment glared, and I gave a death glare. "It wouldn't do anything. Draco actually came to sit with us. My own brother didn't even come to sit in here."

"You're not my real sister. You're just a fostered Dark f***** that my parents shouldn't have saved."

"You're right, I'm not your sister. I would never allow myself to be called 'sister to the jealous prat who thinks he's my cousin's best friend because another kid tried to sit in the compartment'. And what did you have to say to your lackeys to get them to join you? Because we both know that nobody would be your friend from your personality."