As Icelyn clambered off the train with Lily, they found themselves on a small carriage. As the boys and Lily already have full carriages, Icelyn had no choice but to go into an empty one. She found the creatures pulling the carriages most peculiar. A dark ebony color and it look like it hadn't eaten for weeks!
Icelyn , of course, figured that it was a therestral, considering that she was the only person out of her friends that was able to see it.
"So you've seen someone die?"Lily asks her, walking beside her.
"Well, yeah. And its not only once. My mum died when I was seven. My dad when I was nine," Icelyn said, tears threatening to fall.
"That's terrible!" The others exclaim upon hearing her. Icelyn only nods, at the ground. The five twelve year olds looked at each other with worry, even though continuing their way towards the Great Hall.
"I'll see you later," Icelyn whispers, making her way towards a witch with emerald green robes and an dark green coloured hat.
"Hello Ms Tremaine. I have heard that you are going to be in second year. I am Professor McGonagall, your transfiguration teacher," She said.
Icelyn curtsied, "Please, professor, call me Isabella."
The woman only nods and tells her to sit on a wooden, three legged stool, occupying a hat, slowly fraying. Attached to the back of it looked like streamers that trailed around the stool.
Carful not to trip, Icelyn slowly and hesitantly made her way there.
"Hello students of Hogwarts," A voice boomed from behind her, easily scaring the girl, "I am sure you will have another great year here. Sitting on this stool is Icelyn Tremaine, who will be starting her second year. She will now be sorted, thank you," The man said, sitting down. Isabella had a feeling that this person was Albus Dumbledore, a great wizard she was willing to speak to.
The hat was placed on her head and she took a deep breath.
"Ah, another Tremaine. Peculiar, very peculiar. You don't like your sisters, I presume?" Asked a voice at the back of her mind.
'No' she instantly thought back.
"Very loyal and hard working. I would be draft to put you in Hufflepuff. Smart and witty, you fit well in Ravenclaw. Cunning, you also work well in Slytherins!"
'Dont you dare. I have no interest in blood and I have a squib sister! Who am I to speak?'
"Hmmm. I know just where to put you. GRYFFINDOR!!!!!"
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Living on a balance beam (HP Sirius Black)
FanfictionIcelyn is a young girl that lives with her stepmother, real sister, and her stepsisters. Her parents died when they were very young she promised to stay brave and kind for them. What will happen when she is accepted into Hogwarts school of witchcraf...
