Invisible existence-a harry potter fanfic

chapter 3- I dont like the hat

There was a long silence of the boys staring at me for a while, all with awed looks. I glance up at George and turn a light shade of red. "How did you do that? That's a patronus charm, higher than NEWT level ?" Lee states, looking a bit shocked. Before I could answer awkward questions, Professor Lupin runs in with a smile on his face and pride in his eyes. "Just came to check everything's okay. Well done on your patronus, Morgana." I nod in response, and he heads on. Well, gee, thanks Moony, you always know how to make the situation even more awkward!

I shrug at the boys,"He's a friend of my family."

*George's POV *

I look at the beautiful girl in front of me. She's absolutely gorgeous, her long brown hair is tied in a messy bun and her bright green eyes make it easy for her to hypnotise anyone. She's got a boyfriend, I just know it. I think moodily. So damn mysterious. How did she do that! And, more importantly, where can I learn to do that, though I have a feeling professor Flitwick will not be teaching that trick. I have another instinct she's hiding something, the way she hasn't really answered any  questions, or the way she tensed up at the mention of Sirius Black, but  my gut tells me she's a good person.

I see her turn as she blushes a cute red when catch her staring.

Not only is she obviously talented, she has a great sense of humour and by one glance at my brother I can tell he's thinking the same thing. I think us and Morgana Hartley are going to get along just fine.

The train ride is quite short, but still fun as we all laugh and joke aroundand Morgana manages to get away with short answers for tricky questions.

When we get to Hogwarts i hear a little gasp from Morgana. "It's great isn't it? you're gonna love the lessons, so many chances for pranks, we will have to introduce you to everyone, especially peeves." I grin "I can't wait, who's peeves?"she asks. "Oh you know he's just a very troublesome ghost. Our partner in crime." Fred comes up from behind her, making her jump.

As we enter the main hall Professor McGonagall comes and whisks away Morgana giving us a warning look of don't-You-dare-cause-trouble-you've-only-been-here-ten-minutes, which me and Fred answer to with a devilish grin.

*Morgana's POV *

"That was some impressive magic you did on the train there miss Potter, it takes a very powerful wizard or witch to be able to let the patronus speak." Professor McGonagall said in a quiet voice. I gasp and look horrified. How did she find out? I'm so screwed.

The Professor seeing my horrified face cracked a small smile and said with a sad expression "Don't worry Morgana, your secret is safe with me, Professor Dumbledore told me. "

I sigh in relief, getting over my heart attack, well if Dumbledore trusts her, then I should too.

She leads me to a line of firsts years. Yay, this isn't embarrassing at all, not as if I look like a giant compared to them or an idiot. No not at all.

I wait impatiently for my turn, shooting silly faces at Fred and George who shoot them back until I realise that not only is the school looking at me as if i am  retarded, which is true, but most of the teachers are too, especially a greasy haired, black clothed, all round grumpy looking one.

Finally when my name is called out-my fake name- I go and sit on the stool that is meant for 1st years.

Professor McGonagall puts this rather large hat on me which can apparently talk and sing, as well as make important decisions. "Ahhh well, well, well, what do we have here?" The whole school goes silent to here what it has to say. "You are a tricky one aren't you? You could go into Hufflepuff, you're nice enough, but the knowledge and talent inside you, you would be the best of the best of Ravenclaw." The whole school, and me, wait in anticipation. "But my, Slytherin would help you so much, there is an urge inside you to prove yourself, Slytherin would help you. But you don't want that do you? No, then there's Gryffindor, and my, my, you would fit in there perfectly. So brave, so courageous. You can choose. any house will be fine. " The whole room explodes into whispers. Judging from their reactions, this has never happened before.

Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor please, please, please, Gryfffindor!! I think as hard as I can, not wanting to take any chances."Alright as you wish, GRYFFINDOR!" the hat announces, destroying any chance of me hearing again in the future. The deathly cheer from the Gryffindor table stops my ears even thinking about ever recovering as I go and sit down in between Fred and George.