Just another Weasley~(Harry potter ff)

Chapter 3~ The Nerve Wracking Sorting Ceremony

*****We are now on the third chapter! And let me just say I am feeling very accomplished. This probably won't be posted for a few days as seeing I'm caught in a marathon of Supernatural and just can't seem to break myself from it lol. Those hardcore Supernatural fans know what I'm talking about. But I would like to dedicate this chapter to my best friend, Emma. Without her there would be no story and I can't count how many times she's supported me, helped me in many ways. She is truly what any girl would want as a best friend and I am amazed everyday at how she sticks with me. I can only hope that I'm as good as a friend that she is to me. So this if for you Emma to remind you that without you my life would not be complete and I hope we shall be friends for many years to come. Oh I would also like to mention the wonderful character in this story that we will come to know as Semira is based off of Emma seeing as how Emma herself, is the one who came up with the idea of her. So... Here's the third chapter hope you enjoy!!

Amelia held her breath as the door swung open revealing a tall, black haired witch sporting some grey hairs and wearing emerald green robes. Her eyes swept over the crowd of first years, Amelia wanted to break eye contact but somehow, she couldn't.
"The firs' years, Professor Mcgonagall " Hagrid introduced.
The woman gave a curt nod, "Thank you, I will take it from here Hagrid." She pulled the door wide and Amelia was suddenly pushed forward and had to hold onto Harry again to keep from falling as all the first years poured into the entrance hall. Amelia gazed around falling in step with everyone else as they were led through the entrance hall. The wall was lit by flaming torches and they stood facing a marble staircase. Voices flooded through a pair of doors as they drifted past. Suddenly they stopped and the woman stood poised at the top of the crowd.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," she said firmly. Once she said it Amelia knew her life would never be the same.
The crowd of first years hung on to her every word as she started talking. "The start of term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great hall, you will be sorted in your houses." Amelia glanced instinctively at Ron this was the moment where they saw if they truly belonged in Gryffindor. "Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room."
Amelia's palms started to sweat, if she wasn't with Ron or Harry or Hermione she surely would never see them. What would she do then? She rubbed her hands together as her heart beat faster just listening to Mcgonagall explain. "The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards." Amelia flinched, how could she be a great wizard if she was separated from her friends?
"While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule breaking will lose house points." An image of the twins filtered in Amelia's mind when she said this and it eased her tension a little.
"At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor." All the first years looked at each other excitedly while Amelia's swallowed the lump in her throat. "The sorting ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school," and with that she swept away. Amelia closed her eyes in dread, in front of the whole school? She could just picture the horror of being put in Slytherin in front of the whole school.
"How will they sort us"? Neville asked anxiously.
"Some sort of test, Fred told me it hurts a lot." Ron groaned, Amelia jerked her head to Ron. "You know better than to listen to Fred!" She teased though inside her heart was thumping a million times a minute. She let out a shriek and jumped like everyone else when ghosts streamed into the room. Her stomach churned with seeing the ghosts and the sorting still on her mind. They were gliding along and when they noticed the first years started floating in midair.
"New students"! One of the ghosts exclaimed excitedly.
"About to be sorted I suppose"? Another inquired.
Amelia was barely able to nod along with Harry and Ron. She looked around and noticed Hermione was whispering to some other girls.
Suddenly all the ghost started talking at once, 
-hope to see you in Hufflepuff"!
- are you kidding they'll all be in Ravenclaw"!
- no we all know Gryffindors the best"!
"That's enough"! Mcgonagalls sharp voice stopped the ghosts. "These students are about to be sorted and shall not be disturbed"! She scolded and one by one the ghosts floated away.
"Now form a line."' She told the first years.
Amelia's stomach felt like water but she managed to get in line behind Harry and in front of Ron. Finally, they walked through the double doors voices were coming from earlier. Amelia's nerves died away just for a split second as she gazed at the wonderful candles that were floating above the four gigantic tables. They headed up to a long table that looked like it was filled with teachers and faced the many students watching them.
Everything had grown deadly silent and all Amelia's could hear was her own heart beat as it grew faster with each second.
Amelia stared back at the many faces that were watching the first years she didn't notice that Mcgonagall had placed a stool in front of them and then set an old hat on top of the stool. Amelia swallowed the lump in her throat as she turned her attention to the hat. It looked old and frayed but she could just feel the ancient magic radiating off it and she knew it was special. She was still confused at what was happening and her mouth fell open when the hat started to sing!
'Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you
See,
I'll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of turmoil.
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're safe in my hands ( though I have none)
For I'm a thinking cap!
Amelia watched in amazement as the hat finished its song and the hall erupted into cheers and applause. "So we've just got to put on the hat"! Ron whispered from beside her. "I'm going to kill Fred! He was going on about wrestling a troll"! He ranted his face puffing out in anger.
"Told you, you shouldn't trust Fred," Amelia snickered her mind was somewhat at ease knowing they just had to try on a hat. She noticed Harry's weak smile and put a hand on his shoulder in understanding. "You'll do great," she promised though Harry didn't take her seriously. There was no way she could tell. Somehow Amelia felt oddly at ease with the situation like she knew everything would be good... For now.
Amelia then tensed as Professor Mcgonagall stepped forward with a roll of parchment.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted," she announced. "Abbott, Hannah"! She only had the hat on a second before the voice roared, "HUFFLEPUFF"! The table on the right cheered and clapped. Amelia tuned out after that her mind racing.
The first Gryffindor was a girl named Lavender Brown.
She also noticed the hat took longer on some students than others. She was lulled out of her thoughts as Mcgonagall said: "Granger, Hermoine"! Amelia was utterly pleased when the hat yelled Gryffindor, she heard Ron give a groan and jabbed him in the ribs causing Harry to laugh.
Amelia's eyes narrowed when the boy called Malfoy swaggered up to the hat and it barely touched his head before letting out, "SLYTHERIN"! Dread flooded Amelia, she helplessly hoped she wasn't in Slytherin and it only increased when the girl from earlier paced up to the stool.
What was her name again? Oh, yeah Semira. Amelia's eye brows furrowed as she noticed that the hat took exceptionally long with her and then her eye brows shot up when she heard.
"GRY- SLYTHERIN"!
The girl scrambled to the Slytherin table as they let out a round of cheers she took a seat next to Malfoy who was looking at her weirdly. So he had noticed too... The hat had started to yell Gryffindor but changed at the last second yelling Slytherin, interesting. Amelia was the only one except Malfoy who noticed as the sorting kept going. Ron was up now and Amelia noticed he was sweating as he scurried up to the hat. Amelia gave him a reassuring smile, of course he would be in Gryffindor it was her she wasn't sure about.
Like she predicted the hat hollered, "GRYFFINDOR"! Making a grin break out on Amelia's face, now all she needed to do was get Gryffindor and everything would be perfect. The next thing she knew her name was being called.
Her heart felt heavy in her chest as she tried to walk calmly up to the hat. With every step, she felt like she couldn't breathe more and more. This was it, this is what would define her whole Hogwarts experience. She took a seat and with shaky hands put on the hat trying to block out the many people staring at her.
Fred held his breath as well, if she wasn't in Gryffindor he didn't know what he would do.
Amelia squeezed her eyes shut tight as she heard a soft voice purr in her ear.
'Hmm let's see a very complicated one you are, lots of twists and turns ahead of you very complex'  Her head pounded as she waited anxiously for his verdict.
'You could actually belong to any of the houses... Slytherin you are not that's for sure' suddenly she felt like she could breathe again just from hearing that. That was like a weight lifting off her chest, just as long as she wasn't in Slytherin she could still have a good time at Hogwarts. 'Oh! Desperate to fit in you are but also desperate to be with your loved ones' Amelia's hands instinctively clutched at her side, that statement was so true. 'You are talented missy and I see a very interesting future ahead of you but I would hate to take you away from your friends and family so I'm going to go with... GRYFFINDOR'!
Amelia let out a sigh of relief as she took off the hat, she hopped off the stool and over to the Gryffindor table that had erupted into cheers and applause. She felt like this was the best day in the world. She took her seat next to Ron and across from Hermione they both beamed at her. The first thing she noticed was not too far away from her Fred was smiling proudly at her and she felt her cheeks grow warm. She quickly looked away to hide her blush and back to the stool where another girl was sitting.
It took a few seconds but the hat finally screamed, "GRYFFINDOR"!
She clapped with the rest of the Gryffindors but stopped when she noticed the tears that sprang to the girl's eyes. The girl plopped down next to Amelia and broke down into sobs. Ron looked freaked out and Hermione looked concerned along with Amelia. Amelia hesitantly reached out and patted the girls back. "Are you ok"? She asked.
The girl shook her head miserably. "No! What am I going to do this is terrible"! She gasped turning on Amelia with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Why is it terrible"? Amelia asks and the girl sobs more violently. "Because my brothers a Hufflepuff"! She wailed. "What will my parents think? How can I do this without my brother"?! She managed through the tears.
"Were all new here, well get through this together." Hermione said comfortingly as Amelia pulled the girl into a warm hug. She understood, she didn't know what she would do if she was separated from Ron and them. "What's your name anyway"? Ron asks trying to stop the girl from crying.
"Danielle Diggory" she mumbled. George and Fred's eyes widened at the same time. "Diggory? Is Cedric Diggory your brother"? George stuttered. She wiped at her eyes while nodding solemnly.
"He's the best Hufflepuff player at bloody Hogwarts"! Fred claimed.That was it, Danielle started sobbing again only this time harder.
"Fred!" Amelia groaned throwing him an accusing look. "Sorry," he muttered. Danielle's sobs faded out as the whole Gryffindor table roared with cheers and applause and the twins yelled, "We've got potter, we've got potter"! It was only then that Amelia realized Harry had just been declared a Gryffindor and sent him a smile as he sat down across from her.
The applause and cheering died down and what Amelia instantly recognized as Albus Dumbledore got to his feet.
He splayed his arms out as he started what Amelia could only guess was his start of the year speech. "Welcome to Hogwarts!"
"Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words" he paused.
"And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!" With that he sat back down. Harry looked around confused while everyone else erupted into applause again. Amelia couldn't help the grin that masked her face and then began to dig into the food that suddenly appeared in front of them.
She was just so overwhelmed. She looked up when she heard Harry mutter "Is he a bit mad"? He asked Percy uneasily. "He's a genius"! Amelia interjected still grinning. "But he is a bit mad yes," Percy answered handing him some potatoes. Danielle's crying had subsided and now she was helping herself to some salad. Amelia jolted back in surprise and had to grasp on Ron's arm to keep from falling out of her seat. A ghost had soared out of the middle of the table and was now hovering above Amelia, Ron, Hermione, Danielle and Harry. "I know who are"! Ron suddenly gasped pointing up at him.  "My brothers told me about you, you're nearly headless Nick"!
"Nearly headless how can you be nearly headless"? Amelia and Hermione asked at the same time. They shared an amused glance before turning back to nearly headless nick.
"Like this," he said.
Then he seized his left ear and pulled, his whole head swung off his neck to where it looked like it was hanging on by a thread. There were a few collective gasps of horror and Ron smiled obviously impressed and Harry winced. Amelia looked down at her food unable to look at him without the urge to throw up. "So new Gryffindors I hope you're going to help us win the house championship this year?"
Amelia's eyes brightened, winning would be amazing for her first year!
"Gryffindors have never gone so long without winning, Slytherins have got the cup six years in a row"! He said the last part in like a spat with disgust. Amelia shivered, oh yeah if Slytherin was the reigning champion than they would need to take them down.
It wasn't long before Nick drifted away and everyone focused back on their food. The food turned into dessert and Amelia looked quickly around.
She didn't really know who to talk to.
Hermione was talking to Percy excitedly about lessons Amelia didn't feel like joining in that conversation, she loved learning but she was more worried about whether her professors would like her. Ron, Harry, Neville and a few other boys were in a deep conversation about their back grounds and from five seconds of listening found out Neville lived with his grandmother. She tuned out and looked past Percy and saw that the twins were whispering excitedly to their friend Lee Jordan, no doubt planning a prank.
Fred noticed she was looking at them and flashed her a brilliant smile that made her heart flutter. She then frowned, her heart never fluttered this was Fred she was thinking about. With a shake of her head she turned to Danielle. Fred however kept staring at her, what had just happened? All he did was smile at her and she frowned looking away. Was she mad at him or something? He decided to focus back on his conversation with lee and his brother.
Danielle was poking absent mindlessly at her dessert and Amelia touched the girls shoulder. "You alright"? She asks wearily seeing Danielle's cheeks were red and puffy from crying.  She dropped her fork on her plate before turning to Amelia offering her a weak smile.
"Yeah, it's just so surreal... Being here but not being with my brother," she answered solemnly. A lump formed in Amelia's throat as she looked sympathetically at the girl. Amelia's eyes widened when tears welled up in the girl's eyes and she quickly pulled her into the hug.
"Oh, please don't cry, I have a feeling your going to be just fine." She whispered desperately for the girl to stop crying. She hated it when people cried. Danielle pulled back and smiled warmly at Amelia. "I know, it's just I've been dreaming about this my whole life and now it feels like a night mare." She mumbled whipping the tears away. Suddenly Amelia thought about her and Ron in his room saying that this is what they have been dreaming of for their whole lives. She couldn't imagine anything taking that away for her and she was washed over with sympathy for Danielle.
"I'm sorry you've been such a friend to me, even though we just met and all I've done is talk about myself," Danielle apologized. Amelia shook her head. "No, it's okay I like the distraction," she said reassuringly.
And so, Amelia got wrapped up in Danielle's stories about her family. She did indeed like the distraction from the stress over what was to come at Hogwarts. Amelia was so engrossed in the story that she only focused on something else when Harry let out a shrill "ow"!
Amelia glanced quickly over but groaned when Harrys leg kicked her own and she rubbed her now throbbing leg. Harry had jumped in his seat and that's what caused him to kick Amelia but now he had clapped a hand over his scar. "What is it"? Ron asked with concern not only for Harry but for Amelia as well who was staring intently at Harry.
"N-nothing" Harry stammered, but he hadn't noticed Amelia staring at him. He was staring at a teacher sitting next to what everyone knew as Professor Quirell. Amelia still stared intently at Harry, it had happened so fast...But it had happened. When Harry's skin contacted hers a. K. A when he kicked her. Feelings suddenly rushed through her, and Amelia had a weird hunch that they were Harry's feelings not her own. She was consumed with fear, confusion and unease. The feelings had disappeared as quickly as they came now Amelia was just trying to make sense of them.
Harry still hadn't noticed that Amelia was looking at him as he switched his gaze to Percy. "Who's that teacher talking to professor Quirell?" He asks quietly. Percy glances at the head table before instantly answering. "That's professor Snape, He teaches potions but he doesn't want to everyone to know he's after Quirells job... Knows an awful lot about the dark arts."
While Percy was answering, Ron gave Amelia's shoulder a shake his worry growing. "Hey are you ok"? Amelia finally averted her gaze from Harry and cleared her throat.
How long had she been staring at Harry?
"Yeah, I'm fine." She forced a smile, Ron knew better and knew when she was lying but didn't press the matter. Amelia was relieved when Dumbledore stood up again. "Just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered," he started, there were a few snickers. "I have a few start of term notices to give you."
"First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all. And a few older students would do well to remember that as well," Dumbledore advised in a firm tone. Amelia and the others couldn't help but notice that he looked at the Weasley twins when he said that and she had to bite her tongue to suppress a laugh.
"I have also been asked by Mr. Filch the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors." There was a chorus of groans around the room as he said this. "Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of term, anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch." He went on to say, now that peaked Amelia's interest. She was very fascinated in Quidditch, she had been ever since she saw the twins playing it. The only problem was she didn't want to be the only first year to join.... Maybe she would just wait till next year.
She focused back on what Dumbledore was saying. "And finally, I must tell you that this year the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death." He stated plainly. Amelia frowned exchanging worried and confused looks with other first years. She felt Danielle tense up next to her and heard Harry mutter,
"He's not serious is he"?
"Must be, its odd because he usually gives us a reason why were not allowed to go somewhere." Percy replied sporting a frown of his own. "You would think he would have at least told us prefects," he added with a tone of annoyance. Amelia gaze averted to the twins who she heard snicker at Percy making him glare in return. In an effort to change the mood Dumbledore bellowed, "And now before we go to bed let's all sing the school song!"
Words suddenly twisted in the air and everyone started to sing. Everyone started singing at different tunes and Danielle and Amelia shared a laugh before joining in. Amelia watched Ron the whole time they sang unable to hide her grin in return he poked his tongue out at her.
'Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy warty Hogwarts'!
'Teach us something please, Whether we be old and bald,
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling,
With some interesting stuff'!
'For now they are bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot just do your best and we'll do the rest!'
'And learn until our brains all rot'.
Every one finally finished at different times and it took everything in Amelia not to burst out in laughter.
Finally, the moment came when the Gryffindor first years huddled together and followed Percy up to the Gryffindor common room. Amelia had to fight to keep her eyes open as they trudged along, she looked around wearily and noticed almost all of the other first years were doing the same thing. Ron kept dozing off and slumping on her. In return she would lightly brush him off and he would mumble an apology before a few minutes later doing it again.
All the first years jolted awake when they came to an abrupt halt. Amelia squinted wondering whether she was dreaming as walking sticks started flying at them. All the first years were looking around madly.
"Peeves, he's a Poltergeist," Percy clarified his eyes flashing dangerously.
"Peeves show yourself"! He ordered.
When that didn't work, "Do you want me to go to the Bloody Baron"! He threatened next. Amelia was relieved when there was a pop and all the sticks clattered to the ground. A little man with wicked dark eyes floated before them. "Oooooh"! He swooned with an evil cackle of laugh. "Ickle firsties, what fun"! He didn't even finish his sentence before swooping down causing all the first years to swiftly duck. "Go away Peeves or the baron will hear about this, I meant it"! Percy barked in a firm tone. Amelia hadn't been here long but she could already tell that this Poltergeist was going to be a problem.
Peeves stuck out his tongue before vanishing.
The first years now fully awake followed Percy and shortly came to a stop in front of a portrait of a very fat lady in a pink dress. That was the only way Amelia could describe it.
"Password"? She croaked.
"Caput Draconis," Percy answered.
Amelia's eyes brows shot up, that was a unique password.
The portrait swung open revealing a long round hole in the wall. Some first years scrambled through while Amelia stepped through hesitantly making Ron lightly push her forward in which case she glared back at him. They entered a cozy round room full of squashy armchairs. With one last smile at Ron and Harry, Percy directed Amelia and the others to the girls dormitory. They all sprinted up a spiral staircase and at last found the heavenly things that were their beds. Five four posters were scattered close together around the room with deep red curtains draped around them that could be pulled back. Their trunks were set next to their beds.
Amelia's bed was between Hermione's and Danielle's. She threw on her pajamas and fell back into bed. She glanced at Danielle to see her chest rising and falling peacefully as she slept.
"What do you think our first day will be like"? Hermione whispered to Amelia stress lining her voice. Amelia was barely able to sigh "I don't know." Her eyes got too heavy to keep open, the finally drooped shut.
Her dream was especially weird.
She didn't know where she was but there was fog surrounding her. The girl standing there wasn't Amelia.
It looked like her, but it wasn't. She was older in a way she looked stronger and wiser. Her hair was longer and she was taller and much more beautiful than Amelia could ever dream of being.
But in a way Amelia felt like this grown woman was her.
In front of the grown woman were three older people as well. And oddly enough they resembled Harry, Ron and Hermione. The grown Amelia was calling out to them but they completely ignored her and every time she would take a step toward them they would end up further away.
Amelia only had time to frown in confusion before she woke up in a cold sweat.
Hermione and Danielle were still asleep, Amelia took a moment to look at Hermione intently.
One of the three in her dream was definitely Hermione along with Harry and Ron, but what did it mean? Amelia shook her head and rolled over shutting her eyes again.

When she woke up the next morning she didn't remember the dream at all.