Do I Wave My Wand Like This? (HP Fanfic)

Chapter 2 - Wonderland Classes

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Gryffindor. She's in Gryffindor. Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff she can imagine but Gryffindor? Louise trailed after the prefect, Percy Weasley, herding the first-year Gryffindors to their house.

"Hey." Elbow nudged her side painfully. "You keep zoning out. Did something happen?"

"Ron, stop that, that hurts. Nothing happened, I'm just daydreaming." Waving his concerns off we stopped in front of a painting. "Wait, did you take note of the way go around? I sure hope they have a map for students. Harry?"

"No, sorry I was distracted by the paintings they're moving." Harry stared at a painting nearby who's resident is waving at us. The silly boy waved back.

"Well, of course, they're moving, pictures do that." Ron stared at Harry and h
Louise in disbelief.

"Ron, I'm a muggle-born, I don't know things normally as you do. In the muggle world pictures are stationary unless its a video."

"And while my parents are both magic, I was raised by my relatives who likes... normality," Harry said. "They didn't really care for magic so I only discovered I'm a wizard on my birthday. Hagrid gave my relatives a scare, he was the one who delivered my letter."

"Oh. Then if you have some questions just leave it to me." Ron pointed at himself, proud that he'll have something to offer to his friends.

"First years, this is the Fat Lady she's the one guarding our Common Room. You have to say the password for her to allow you through. Do not forget nor give the pass to anyone. Are we clear?" Receiving nods from the students he faced the painting. "Caput Draconis."

The inside is very... home. Chairs scattered, tables with games and parchment on them, the fireplace with the fire still lit. Professor McGonagall comes in through a door at the corner.

"Thank you, Mister Weasley." Her stern gaze swept through the first years. "I am Professor McGonagall, the Head of House Gryffindor. For your seven years of stay in Hogwarts, Gryffindor will be your second home. All students under this house must be treated like family. Bullying will not be tolerated. I expect you to do your best in your studies and help others that are struggling. If you need any help or have any concerns you may ask a prefect or me. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall."

"Boys' dormitories on your left, girls on your right. Do not attempt to go to the opposite dormitory, we will know if you do. Settle in for the night, you will have a busy day tomorrow. We will give you your schedules in the Great Hall at 8 am. Do not be late."

"Professor!" Louise raised her hand. "Is there any map to help us navigate in the castle?"

"I'm sorry Miss Stephens. A map is hardly helpful the castle likes to change around the rooms and corridors but you may ask for assistance from the prefects if needed. 10 pm is the curfew do not be late, there will be consequences."

She waved at Ron and Harry as the boys and girls parted ways. The first-year girls' room was the farthest room from the stairs. Very logical since the seventh years will be notified immediately if an emergency happened.

Once inside the room, she noticed her luggage situated by the bed in the middle.

"Why am I in the corner?" The unnamed roommate complained. Girly pins making her hair flat.

"Can we exchange?" Louise volunteered, that corner bed looks isolated and comfy. "Louise Stephens."

"Lavender Brown. Thanks, I hate being in the corner."