When we exit the train, it's dark, so I follow the teacher with the light.
"First years! First years! Over here please!" I walk over.
"Excuse me, where do I go? I just started this year but I'm a fifth year."
"Oh yes, Dumbledore mentioned you. Eva, isn't it?" I nod. "You come with me dear."
"Okay." I follow her and a bunch of first years along a path. We walk down to a loch (a massive scottish lake) and sail across it in boats.
I get a boat with two girls and a boy, who introduce themselves as Rose Zeller, Rosie Snape (She's like Snape's daughter), and Joe Wellington. It went something like this.
"I'm Rose Zeller. I like swimming, dancing and trains. May the Llamas be with you."
"I'm Rosie Snape, daughter of the ONE AND ONLY potions master. I LIKE TRAINS TOO! Rosie out." then we all stared the the boy.
"Joe Wellington. Duke of Wellington. Wearing a Wellington. Don't laugh at the Wellington." I think Rose, Rosie and Joe are all extremly hyper and cool.
When we get our first sight of Hogwarts, they don't just gasp, they argue over the best view. I love these guys.
I sit, entranced by the beauty of the castle, overwhelmed by it's majesty. I'm articulate. Hogwarts isn't a castle. Screw castles.
Screw the movies!
What?
The word castle just does not describe Hogwarts.
We go under a cliff, and Joe bangs his head. We all laugh at the Wellington and he laughs too.
"You guys are my new friends. You're cooler than Harry and Ron and Wi - OH MY GOD I'M SORRY LLAMAS! I NEARLY - SO VERY NEARLY - blasphemed against your prophet!" I whisper/yell.
"What?" Rosie says
"What?" I say
"I said what!" Rosie says
"I said what!" I argue.
Rosie wisely shuts up.
"Hey Rosie. Rosie Rosie Rosie Rosie Rosie Rosie Rosie Rosie Rosie Rosie Rosie" Rose begins.
She continues like that for a while.
"What?" Rosie asks after a few minutes. I am basically tuned out by this point, staring at Hogwarts.
"Do you have a pet Hippogriff?"
"HOW DID YOU KNOW?! HOW DID SHE KNOW?!"
"Children in the last boat! Come along!" Calls the teacher. I run after her.
I am not a child. Do not patronize me.
Rose, Rosie and Joe trail along behind me, calling each other names. I catch snatches of what they're saying;
"... Lemon! I really need..."
"Why in the name of the penguins...!"
"Cat,"
"...Cow and sheep..."
"... You need to stop acting like a..."
"The elder..."
"...Hippopotumus... With a bucket of... mickey mouse..."
I don't join in.
When we enter the hall, I spot Dumbledore standing to the side. He grabs my arm and pulls me over.
"Would you prefer to be sorted separately in another room, Eva?" He asks. "So no-one knows your name."
"Thank you professor." I say, and follow him up to the table.
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FanfictionDISCONTINUED I left this up as a reminder to myself never to produce such a monstrosity again.
