Awww such a cute post. love it espically when Harry and Ron grabed their girls and jumped in the pool. It was awsome. So can't wait for more. Please post soon.

Yay! That was great! Can't wait for the next post!

great post. i love this story

this was a nice chapter. It kinda took off the stress of the four of them. I sorta wished Luna was in it though. that would've been even more fun with her awesome weirdness!LoL

That was an amazing post, they need to have fun and be happy once in a while. I can't wait for more, PAMS!!!

I'm thinking about putting a banner on the first chapter. The thing is, I have no artistical talent. I've tried drawing, but I cant draw people. I cant find a good pick with the people I want, or anything like that, so my question is...

Do any of you do banners? Even if you dont, would you like to try?

I dont have any specifics, I dont care what it looks like. All i really want for sure is "That's Me; Ginny Weasley Sa13+, By Sydnie (iheartdan)" somewhere on it.

If you have any ideas or anything that could work, please pm me. Thank you! and heres chapter eleven

Chapter 11.

I woke up late the next day. Hermione was up and her cot was made. I looked at my clock: Eleven Thirty. Wow. I did sleep in.
I got dressed and took a shower, since I forgot to take one last night, my hair still smelt like lake water, and it was beginning to gross me out.

I got dressed, put my hair into a pony-tail, and walked downstairs. When I got there, my mum and Hermione were sitting at the dining table, talking.

“Hi guys, good morning.” I interrupted.

“Good morning Ginny, you’re up late.” My mum replied.

“Yeah, so are Harry and Ron taking the test?” I asked.

“Their appointment was at eleven. They should be done soon enough.” Hermione told me.

“Good. I have some time to relax.” I said, grabbing a bagel and sitting down at the table. They started laughing.

“And three extra hours of sleep wasn’t relaxing enough?” my mum questioned.

“If you’re sleeping in the same room as Hermione, no, it wasn’t.” I said, making up a reason off the top of my head. Hermione looked flabbergasted.

“What do I do?” she asked; a stunned look on her face.

“Nothing, I’ll tell you later.” I said, laughing at the confused look on her face.

POP! We all jumped as the sound of two men laughing filled our ears.

“Look who passed their tests.” Hermione mumbled. Harry and Ron sat down at the table.

“Yup, I passed on the first try, Ron on the other hand…” Harry let Ron finish the sentence.

“I splinched! My whole left arm! I landed in the hoop, sure, but my left arm was still where I was standing before!” he yelled.

“But obviously you passed. Why?” I asked.

“They let him take another try; he did really well the second time.” Harry explained.

“Well anyway, I guess we’re all set to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow.” My mum commented.

The rest of the day, we were inside. Hermione read Hogwarts, A history, and Ron, Harry and I played wizard’s chess.


The next morning, my mum was in very happy spirits. I don’t really know why, she just woke up in a good mood. I woke up Hermione and we went downstairs to the kitchen where everybody was eating around the table.

“Are you all ready to go to Diagon Alley?” she asked me the second I sat down.

“Yea, I guess.” I replied.


When everybody was dressed and ready, my mum called us down to our sitting room.

“Okay, so we are all going to apparate to Diagon Alley, Ginny, you can Side-Along with me.” She said. I groaned.

“Mrs. Weasley, could it be alright if I apparate with Ginny? Because it might embarrass her if someone catches her holding her mothers hand.” Hermione asked. It was like she read my mind; that was exactly what I was thinking!

“Well, I suppose so, I guess you’re right.” She replied.

“So it’s set, let’s get going!” Ron blurted.

“Keep your trousers on, Ron! You’re so impatient!” Hermione scolded.

“He is right, we had better hurry, before the crowds get there, and we have to be there for hours.” My mum said, looking at her watch.

“Okay, well, try not to slinch Ronald.” Hermione teased. He stuck his tongue out at her while my mum was looking the other way.

“Kay, Ginny, Grab Hermione’s Hand, and off to Diagon Alley we go!” I did as I was told, Hermione turned on the spot, and I was instantly pressed into a dark rubber tube. Just as I thought I was going to suffocate, we popped onto a semi-empty street, right in front of Flourish And Blotts.
There were three more Pop’s as Harry, Ron and my mum appeared by our sides.

“Lets go to Gringotts, Harry needs his money.” My mum said as she started off towards the huge building. Everybody else followed.

When we got Harry’s key and took the whiplash-worthy ride to his vault, we all stepped out of the car and tried to calm the turning of our stomachs. Harry opened the vault door and piled handfuls of Galleons, Sickles and Knuts into a little leather pouch. We all loaded back into the car and rode back up to the ground floor, our stomachs doing cartwheels once more.


We made it back to stable ground and exited the big building.

“Okay, I’m going to go into the Leaky Cauldron, I’ll let you guys shop on your own, if you need me, I’ll be there.” My mum told us, giving us a stern look. She left to go off to the pub.

“Lets go to Flourish and Blotts first.” Hermione said heading off that way. Harry and Ron gave each other the ‘there she goes again’ look, and followed her. I caught up and grabbed Harry’s hand. He looked at me and smiled and Ron rolled his eyes.

We walked into the shop to find Hermione’s arms already laden down with books.

“Would you like a hand with those?” I asked running up to her and grabbing two big books that were about to fall to the floor.

“Thanks.” She replied with a smile. We got the rest of the books, (using Harry and Ron’s help) paid for them, and left the shop.

“We were at Olivander’s paying for wand polisher for Ron when we heard a knock on the window. I turned around to see a flash of platinum blonde hair. I decided to let it go, not wanting Harry to get in a fight.

We paid for the polish and left the wand shop.
Two more shops to go, Quality Quidditch Supplies and Weasley’s Wizard Weases. We decided to go to The Quidditch store first. We entered the store.

I bought a servicing kit, Ron bought a servicing kit, and Harry bought new gloves, windshield wipers for his glasses, (used to stick on when playing in the rain) a servicing kit, and broom polish. Of course Hermione bought nothing, so we paid for our supplies and left the shop.
We were right about to go into the twin’s shop, when…

“Hey, Potter, I’m surprised you had the guts to come back this year, shouldn’t you be off fighting the Dark Lord instead of trying to fill you head with useless teachings?” Malfoy asked, whipping out his wand. Harry did the same.

“I’m surprised they invited you back, you filthy-”

“Protego!” Hermione shouted as an invisible shield erupted out of her wand.

Harry and Malfoy glared at each other. Hermione lowered her wand. That was a big mistake!

“Furnuncul-” Malfoy started.

“Levicorpses!” Harry shouted.

“Protego!” Hermione repeated.

Ron’s eyes were darting between the three, waiting for his chance to step in if Harry needed defending. I was watching Malfoy like a hawk watches its prey. If he laid one finger on Harry...

“Leave Harry alone, or you will wish that you never had been invited to Hogwarts.” I warned in a deadly whisper.

“What, Weaselbee? Are you going to stick up for this man that doesn’t love you? Are you going to save him, when we both know that you really want to cause him pain for the pain he caused you? Come on Weasel, do you really want Harry to suffer?” He asked.

“For your information!” I screamed. Harry gave me a warning look. “For you information,” I said a little calmer. “I could care less if you hurt Harry, I just don’t want to get caught and punished for being in the midst of the fight.” With that I turned on my heel and marched into the shop. I hid behind the door and waited for the trio to follow.

A couple minutes later they entered. They were laughing.

“That was great back there, Gin! Have you been practicing?” Harry asked wrapping me in a hug.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Hating me! It was great! Harsh, evil, and totally convincing!” he bemused. I blushed.

“Thanks, and no, I haven’t been practicing, Harry, why would I ever even want to pretend that I hate you?” I asked.

“I don’t know, but you sure did really well!” He told me. I smiled.
We got to shopping. I bought pygmy puff food, (yes, I still had Arnold) instant darkness powder, and a box of nosebleed nougats. I went to find Hermione, Harry and Ron, but when I found Ron and Hermione Harry was nowhere to be seen.

“Where’s Harry?” I asked.

“He said he had to go somewhere and left the shop. I don’t know when he’ll be back, but I told him we’d stay here till he did.” Ron said, casually looking at the valentines presents while Hermione looked at the love potions.

“Okay, well, I’m going to go talk to Fred and George, come get me when he comes back.” I told them, heading off towards the back room.
I found Fred hunched over a big cardboard box in one of the corners.

“Hey, what are you doing?” I asked. His head shot up in surprise and he instinctively jumped in front of the box.

“Oh, its just you.” He said relieved.

“Who else would it be?” I asked.

“I don’t know, but it’s a good thing your not mum.”

“Why? What are you hiding in there?” I asked.

“Fine, I’ll show you, but don’t tell anyone.” He warned. I walked up to the box. I bent my head over it and jumped back as a shower of sparks almost lighted my hair on fire.

“What is that thing?” I screamed.

“Shush, Ginny! We don’t want the customers knowing about this yet!”

“Knowing about what? Are you really gonna sell these things?” I screamed. He shushed me again and led me into his office.

“It’s a new product, FireWork Hairballs.” He explained. He pulled a ball of fur out of his pocket.

“They’re Wrigmies, you feed them a couple sparks from that dragon, they become FireWork Hairballs, and we sell them as trick Pygmy Puffs. As soon as you touch them with your bare skin, they erupt.” He explained. I gasped.

“Don’t worry, they don’t get hurt, all that happens is the outside hair flies off in a shower of sparks. Put them in water, they become real Pygmy Puffs. Simple as that.” I considered his words.

“So why can’t mum see the thing.” I asked.

“Ginny, it’s a dragon, if mum saw it, she’d freak!” he exclaimed. I agreed. There was a knock on the door.

“Ginny, Harry’s back, were leaving.” Hermione called. I hugged Fred goodbye and left. We met up with Harry and Ron and went back to the Leaky Cauldron.


“Ready to go home?” my mum asked when she saw us walk in. We all nodded. I grabbed Hermione’s hand and I felt the familiar suffacating feeling as we apparated back home.

~Sydnie

OHH new Weasley Wizarding Weezes product, that sounds sooo cool!!!
I loved the post, like always, can't wait for more!! PAMS!

Oh and I can try to creat a banner for you, I'm still new to creating banners, but I can see what i can do.

That was such a great post.

The new Weasley product sounds cool

And were did Harry go?

So can't wait for more.

And i'm with Ginny I wouldn't want to be seen holding my mums hand either. I'd reather take a friends.

's you for you and your wonderful posts.

I'm surprised Draco didn't keep his cool. He usually mocks while keeping his cool. then he pulls out his wand. LoL

and I thought Draco called Ron Weaselbee and Ginny was Weaslette... oh well. still funny!

Fred! I want a Firework Hairball!!!!! LoL
great chapter!

i decided to start replying to your messages.

thanks, i made it up off the top of my head. lol. good luck with the banner and thanks for doing it!
You will see, might be a while tho... and i you too, cuz ur just so nice!

he did? oh i forgot, thanks for reminding me

Chapter 12 part 1.

I really hate hectic mornings. It seems like I’ve been getting a lot of those this summer. Well, So far it’s eight thirty; everybody’s up and mums going crazy. Here we go.

“MUM! WHERE DID YOU PUT MY SOCKS?!” Ron screamed. I rolled my eyes. It was the third time he had asked her that this morning.

“IN YOUR TRUNK, BIGHEAD!” I screamed back. Thump, thump, thump, and
head had appeared around the corner of my bedroom wall, looking at me while I was laying on my bed staring blankly at Arnold.

“Who asked you?” he snapped. I sighed. Boys are so annoying sometimes.

“You have asked the whole house three times now, and its getting very old, Ronald!” I snapped back. Hermione came bustling into the room from her shower and bumped into Ron. He jumped back before her wet hair smacked him in his face, when he stepped back to his previous spot he started blushing. I looked at Hermione and she was doing the same.

“You can leave now Ron, go pack. And stop yelling at mum.” I ordered. He glared at me and left the doorway.

I walked up to it, shut it, and turned to face Hermione, who was deliberately searching through her trunk to avoid looking at me.

“Mione, what was that about?” I asked, walking over to her and making her look at me.

“Nothing.” She replied innocently, her face getting redder by the second.
“Uh huh.” I said sarcastically. “Then why wont you look at my brother?” I asked.

“Fine. I’ll tell. But you have to promise not to laugh at me.” She said with a serious look on her face.

“Promise.” I replied.

“Okay, well I went to help Ron earlier this morning, and well, we kind of got off subject-” she began, but I interrupted.

“Sssssssssssss-nnnnnnnnnn-oooooooo-gggggggg-iiii-nnnnnnnn-gggggg!” I sang. She gave me her death glare. I smiled mischievously and said “Carry on!” she glared at me again and continued.

“Yes, well, sure, I guess we did, but anyway…your mum walked in on us. Kind of embarrassing if you ask me. So that’s why we won’t look at each other.” She finished. I tried to keep my promise by not laughing, but I couldn’t help it, I burst out.

“Gin, you said you wouldn’t laugh!” she cried. I stopped laughing.

“Is your bag packed?” I asked changing the subject. She nodded.

“Okay, so is mine, and think my mum is about to yell at us any minute now to get downstairs so we can leave.” I told her. Yup, she did boy did I know her good!
Hermione and I closed our trunks and headed downstairs.
We all apparated to Kings cross station.

Thanks!
~Sydnie

Great post!
Awww, poor Hermione and Ronnikins, his mom walked in on them, that's funny, lol.

It's no problem, I actually like creating things that and I created a banner for my RPG once so it's not my first time doing it. I'll probably make a couple and you can pick which one you like the most.

LMAO!
snogging!!!!!!!!!!! BUSTED! poor won-won and 'mione...

That post was awsome. And take your time. Aw thanks for the . I you back and fells

So can't wait for more.

Ron and those socks of his what are we going to do with him and those socks. I better Hermione was so embarased that miss weasley walked in on them snogging. So can't wait for more.

Hehehe that was funny and cool!

Hello New Reader. really great writting. take your time because the longer you take to write the better it will be pams:read!:

I (tried) to put up a banner. i hope it worked. And thanks to moonchic07 for making it, its wonderful!

lol, thanks. well, i put one up, at least i tried, i dont know if it worked...

you are very funny

lol thank you!

I know, him and his socks, i really think that he should magnatize them lol.

Thanks!

YAY! a new reader! that makes...*counts* five! lol. i hope this chapter is good...

Heres part two, it's kinda long...hope you like it.

Chapter 12 part 2.
Pop, pop, pop! We appeared in an alley behind the train station. I let go of Hermione’s hand and brushed off my clothes.

“Let’s get going, there’s only fifteen minutes till the train leaves.” My mum reminded us. We grabbed our luggage (which had fallen onto the ground) and ran into the building.
We put our luggage into trolleys and waited for my mum to catch up.

“Come on, come on, and let’s get going! Don’t want to miss the train!” we ran to the barrier between platform nine and platform ten.

With a whoosh of air I was on the platform, the big red steam engine that was the Hogwarts Express gleamed in the light. Harry, Hermione, Ron and my mum appeared by my side.

“Onto the train! Get going!” my mum pestered us.

“We’re going, mum, the train wont leave for another ten minutes!” Ron
reminded her. She calmed down a bit.

“Okay, well, I heard the new Defense against the dark arts teacher is good, probably better than Severus at least. Don’t forget to write, try to at least every month, just so I know how things are going in these times.” She turned to Harry specifically. “And don’t get into trouble.” She added.

“Look, Mrs. Weasley, I don’t look for trouble, trouble finds me, I think I’m a harm magnet.” He told her. She nodded absentmindedly.

“I love you all, be good, be careful, don’t get into trouble,” another look towards Harry. He nodded respectably, “write monthly, and keep your eyes open.” She commanded. She gave us all a squeeze and a kiss, catching me twice, and shooed us onto the train.

“Love you all! Have a good year! Remember to write!” she repeated. We closed the doors and headed off to look for a compartment.

“Ron and I need to head off to the Head’s Department; we’ll find you when we can come.” Hermione said grabbing Ron’s hand.

“Okay, we’ll go find Neville and Luna.” Harry replied. He grabbed my own hand and we headed off to find the other two.

After looking into every compartment, we finally found them in the one closest to the Head’s Carriage.

“Did you guys have to pick the one we would look into last?” I joked as we entered and shut the door.

“Sorry, it was the only one open when I got on.” Luna replied, not looking up from the Quibbler.

“So, can we sit with you guys?” Harry asked.

“Sure, go ahead.” Neville replied scooting over to sit by Luna.

“Hermione and Ron should be here later, they have head duties.” I told them.

“They got heads? Wow. I expected Hermione, but Ron?” Neville questioned.

“Oh my gosh! I almost forgot! I have to go! Sorry, I’m a prefect! Bye!” I ran out the door, turned to my left and ran into the Head’s Carriage.

“Sorry I’m late!” I called as I ran in.

“You’re not the only one. Looks like no one wants to come.” My brother replied. I scanned the small room. The only people that were in it were my brother, Hermione and I.

“Just go make sure everybody’s being good, go up and down the hall a couple times, then you can go back to the others, we will be her the whole time I guess, waiting to see if anyone comes.” Hermione said, soundly sad, she probably didn’t like that this was her first duty as Head Girl, and nobody showed up. I nodded and left the room.


Walking up and down the hall was a huge bore. Nobody acted up, everybody was in their compartments, and probably discussing what they thought was going to happen with Hogwarts this year. Well, that was until I walked past one particular compartment that I had walked past at least three times before.

“So, Weaslette, I thought they chose Prefects in fifth year. that was the case with me.” Malfoy sneered, popping out of the door. I had never thought of that.

“Well, I don’t know why that happened. Why don’t you ask Professor McGonagall if you have a problem with it?” I sneered back.

“I have no problem with the lateness of that women, I just have a problem with who she chose. If I were her then I definitely would have chose someone more… worthy.” He said. I knew he was trying to provoke me.

“Like I said, I don’t know why she did it a year late, and if you have a problem with me, you obviously haven’t heard who got Head Boy and Head Girl this year, have you.” I asked. His eyes widened.

“Who?” he asked shortly.

“I might as not tell, you will probably rush right over there and stun them. Come to think of it, you’re a Prefect, you should be there anyway.” I added. He looked at me as if I were crazy.

“You’ve got to be joking Weasel. That old women let me stay a Prefect after last year. You are mental!” he exclaimed.

“Any who, I must be going. I have more important things to deal with then you.”

“Like what?” he asked.

“And why do you want to know?” I asked. He shrugged.

“I don’t know, I just do.”

“And I do not want to tell you.” I replied. He shrugged once more.

“You need to be nicer, Weasel. I know people.” He warned.

“And what’s that suppose to mean?” I asked. He shrugged once more. “Your Death Eater friends? You really think that they scare me? You seem to forget I fought about twenty of them in my fourth year, and about fifty of them three months ago.” I reminded him, kind of stretching the truth.

“I didn’t forget, Weaslette, but it seemed to me you were always hiding behind someone, if I were to attack you right now, with no one to save you, I’m sure you would be a peace of cake.”

“Is that a threat, or do you seriously want to duel me?” I asked. He shrugged once again.

“Stop!” I commanded.

“Stop what, Weasel?” he asked smirking.

“Shrugging! It’s really annoying.” I told him. He shrugged for a fourth time. I shot him a warning glare. He shrugged the fifth time. Sixth, Seventh…

“Pertrificus totalus!” I screamed pointing my wand at him. He fell with a clatter, looking like porcelain. “I told you to stop shrugging.” I told him before turning away from him.

As I turned around a head of messy black hair almost ran into me.

“Hi Harry, how are you?” I asked while trying to hide Draco’s petrified body.

“Uh, hi Gin, what are you trying to hide?” he asked.

“Nothing.” I replied guiltily.

“Sure.” He said nodding. He stepped around me and saw Draco.

“What is that doing here?” he asked oily.

“I’ll explain later, can we please get into the compartment at least?” I asked.
He nodded and turned back around and walked back into the compartment where Luna was telling Neville about Troylies. (Don’t ask me.)

“Yes, they like purple, always seem to cling to wool, I think it is because feels like grass, but I don’t know for sure.” She said in her airy voice. Neville looked like he was holding back laughter.

“Why was Malfoy petrified?” Harry demanded as soon as I sat down.

“Because I got fed up with his attitude and petrified him.” I said simply.

“You’re a Prefect Ginny!” he yelled.

“I know.” I replied calmly.

“You could have been caught and expelled!” he yelled.

“Harry, thanks for caring, but I really don’t care about what I did, Malfoy was
annoying and I took care of it.” I told him.

“I know what you did Ginny! It’s the fact that you did it that I’m mad about!” he fused.

“Stop yelling at me!” I screamed. “I can do what I want! I’m a big girl Harry; I don’t need you to tell me what to do every time I move my wand!”

“You know, I don’t need this from you! I try to help and I just get yelled at. I’m going to go get a chocolate frog.” Harry muttered as he got up and left the compartment. I lay down on the bench and screamed into the cushion. How dare Harry get mad at me for giving Malfoy exactly what he deserved.

“You know, I think that Harry just did that because he cares deeply for you. Even though he left, I know he didn’t want to.” Luna’s voice filled the small room. I hate the way she always made sense.

“Yes Luna, I understand. But why in the world would he get mad at me for hexing his worst enemy?” I asked, trying to sound better then Luna. (I don’t know why, I guess just because when I’m mad I feel better when I think I’m better than someone else.)

“Because he cares about you, he doesn’t want you in trouble, he wants you to be happy, and if you got into trouble you wouldn’t be. He wants you to be happy.” She repeated. That settles it, I will never be better than Luna.

“Luna, sometimes you are so right, it almost scares me.” I blurted with out thinking. I looked up to see if I had accidentally offended her. She smiled.

“Thanks, I guess I get that from my mum.” She replied, looking off into space.


Fifteen miles to Hogwarts…Still no sign of Harry…Had to sit with Neville and Luna gibbering the whole way...All those elements combined makes for a pretty boring and uneventful train ride.

Finally at ten miles to Hogwarts there was a knock at the door.

“Come in!” I called. The door opened and Harry hesitantly entered. I turned the other way.

“Gin, Can I talk to you?” he asked.

“Only if you are not going to scold me.” I told him.

“I’m not, please Gin, in the hall?” he asked again. I considered his words.

“Fine, but please make it fast; we will probably be arriving soon.” I said shortly. He led me into the compartment to out right, which was empty. He pulled me in and shut the door. I turned to look away from him.

“Gin, please look at me.” He said. I shook my head. He grabbed my shoulder
and turned me around so I was forced to look at him.

“What do you want Harry?” I asked.

“Gin, I’m sorry about what I did, I had no right to get angry with you, and I apologize.” Harry said. I only nodded.

“Please forgive me.” He said, a plead in his tone and eyes. I nodded again.

“Gin, please. Say it out loud that you forgive me. Please.” he added.

“Harry, I forgive you, but please stop treating me like I’m your daughter, I’m
not.” I told him. He nodded and kissed the top of my head. We walked out the door as Luna and Neville walked out the other carrying our luggage. They handed us ours and we exited the train.

We got in a carriage with Hermione and Ron and the Thestrals (which everyone could see now) started pulling us away from Hogsmeade and towards Hogwarts.

We hopped off and went inside the big oak doors. We hurried to the Gryffindor table as Professor Flitwick (the new Deputy Headmaster) came in with first years following him.

HOpe you liked it! ill try to hurry, need to think of a sorting hat song tho might b kinda hard.....thanks for reading!
~Sydnie

First to post yeah, great stuff can not wait 4 more i will get my friends to read it to!!!!!!!!!!!!1:worship:

wow. I never really thought that one:Ginny would get so annoyed at Malfoy she'd hex him just for shrugging and two: someone would actually think I was funny. LoL.

Poor Ron and Hermione though. No one showed up. bet they snogged the whole time no one was there

great chapter!

That was a great chapter! Aww poor Hermione, no one showed up, bet Ron was happy about that!
Go Ginny for hexing Malfoy, I would've done the same thing, I can't stand it when people keep shrugging, I'm soo proud of our Gin Gin. lol

You didn't have to give me credit for the banner, I was more than happy to create it for you. It gave me something to do.

That was an awsome chapter. Stupied Malfoy. So can't wati for more. the banner wont show up for me

Can't wait for the next post.

Hehehe! Draco got told! Woohoo!

thank you. and please do! lol.

lol
1) i dont like it when people do what i asked them not to just to annoy me lol, thats what malfoy was doing to Ginny.
2) im sure allot of people think you are funny lol

i know, how sad.

thank you!


thanks so much! lol. i know, Ginny is so cool. lol

and of course i have ot give you credit! then people can see how wonderful you are! lol

thank you.

lol yup

Heres more, and im pretty sure the banner will work now, please look at it!
Chapter 13! (it took me a long time to think of the sorting hat's song...)


Chapter 13
“The sorting hat!” Flitwick squeaked. It “nodded”, opened its “mouth” and burst out in song.

For years on end I sit atop,
This very same old stool.
To sort you into houses,
The four houses of this school.

You may become a Gryffindor,
If you’ve a daring mind.
If you have nerve and courage,
This is where you’ll find your kind!

You might be put in Ravenclaw,
If you’ve a ready brain.
The smart, the wise, the witty,
Give this Great house its gain!

Or you might be a Slytherin,
The house for the “worthy” and “pure.”


All the Slytherin’s smirked at this part


If you are sly and cunning,
You belong in this house for sure!

Or last, in sweet Hufflepuff,
The house for everyone else.
It’s not that they do not fit in,
They deserve a special house!

I sort you into houses,
I separate you all.
But in these years of desperate times,
Stick together within these walls!

Times are dark, they’re difficult
Scary, uncertain and unsure.
Stick together no matter what,
Or Hogwarts will be no more!

I leave you with that message,
Mull it over in your heads.
For now the feast is ready,
Let the sorting now begin!


The hall clapped, some people had confused looks on their faces. Including me.

“What does that mean?” I asked Hermione, who was sitting by me.

“It means that we have to get along with Slytherins, or Hogwarts will fall
over.” Ron laughed.

“No, Ronald, it means that we have to get along, which means no fighting for the littlest of reasons.” She looked at me. I blushed.

“He asked for it.” I muttered.

“Welcome all, and when I call your names, you may come up to the stool and put the hat on your head.” Flitwick announced.

“Abbot, Jeremy!” he called. A little boy with curly blonde hair hopped onto the stool.

“Abbot, huh? Hmm, you have a lot of Gryffindor in you, but, you are an Abbot…Hufflepuff!” it shouted. The second table from the doors erupted in cheers. Jeremy ran over to sit by his sister.

“Bailey, Joshua!” he called.

“Ravenclaw!” the hat shouted.

Bennet, Julie became a Ravenclaw, and Caneman, Hannah became a new Gryffindor before I zoned out. It was going to be a long night.

I tuned back in as Zoni, Lucas became a Slytherin and McGonagall stood up to give her speech.

“To all the new students, welcome, and to all the returning, welcome back! I
have a few announcements that need to be made, but I’m sure they can wait, eat up!” she clapped her hands and food appeared on the four house tables.

I loaded my plate with Ham and mashed potatoes, Yum! Ron stuffed his mouth with chicken, potatoes, ham, stuffing, juice, pretty much anything and everything his hands could get in contact with. And chewing with his mount open.

“Cant you please slow down, Ronald? You are going to choke yourself.” Hermione scolded.

“Sorry, I’m hungry!” he replied.

“You ate seven pancakes this morning!” she scolded again.

“That was then, this is now!” with that he stuffed a whole chicken wing into
his mouth. I shook my head.

“Harry, I thought that Dumbledore left you a “mission”?” I asked, whispering in his ear.

“Yea, but he also wanted me to continue my education, I have something in mind.” He replied, before stuffing his mouth full of turkey. I shook my head again.

“Hermione, why in the world can’t boys learn to use manners?” I asked sarcastically.

“I really don’t know, Ginny. That is one thing the whole world may never know!” she replied. We both laughed while the boys glared at us.

Soon the plates cleared and made room for dessert. It was so good, I can’t describe the taste!

McGonagall stood up.

“Now that our bellies are full, I would like to make a few announcements. First, I would like you all to take a moment of silence for the last headmaster of Hogwarts; Albus Dumbledore. A great man who died last year, in the big fight. Please bow your heads.”

I bowed my head. I thought about how great of a man he was, and how good he did with Harry. I thought about how he died for what he thought was the good. I thought about the task he had given Harry, in hopes that he would accomplish it, while still living a great life. I thought about how trustworthy he had been, always seeing the best in people. I also thought about what a softy he was. Whether it turned out good or not, he always trusted in everyone.

“Thank you.” McGonagall whispered. She had tears in her eyes. So did a lot of other girls in the hall. I wiped at my own and saw that I, too, had watery eyes.

“Now, with business: we have quite a few new teachers this year. As you probably noticed, Professor Snape resigned…”

“More like ran away.” Harry muttered.

“So taking his place, we have Professor McKea.” A young witch looking about twenty nine stood up. Everyone clapped and some boys whistled. I rolled my eyes. McGonagall shushed them with a wave of her hand.

“Taking over my position as Transfiguration teacher, Professor Hunter.” A burly old man with a long black beard stood up. A few people clapped, others looked petrified to their seats.

“And that would be about it. Now with rules; the new students will need to know that the forest on the grounds is completely forbidden. No magic using between classes or in corridors without permission. A few older students would be glad to remember that also.” She added with a stern look towards Harry. He nodded.

“Hmm, well classes start tomorrow; you will get your time-tables in the morning.” She paused.

“Now, I believe you have warm beds waiting for you. Off you go. Prefects, please lead the first years to the common rooms. Good night!” she said as she headed back to her chair. I stood up.

“See you in the common room, talk to you there.” I told Harry.

“First years! Get in a line behind me!” I called. About fifteen little first years lined up with eager looks on their faces.

I led them up the stairs. The other prefect seemed to be somewhere else. I wonder who he was…

I ended up in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, without any memory of getting there. It must be second nature for me, I guess.

“The password is Dumbledore. You will tell no one of this password and you will not write it down.” I led them inside. “boy’s dormitories are to your left, Girl’s to your right. Breakfast starts at seven o’clock, classes at eight. Your belongings are already up in your rooms and by your beds. Good night and you have classes tomorrow!” I called. I went to lie down on the couch. I stretched out and waited for Harry. I had my head on one arm on the couch and my feet went up to the other arm. Boy I was getting tall.

The portrait hole opened and I looked to see who it was. Harry stepped in. I smiled at him. “Later, come down.” He mouthed at me. I nodded and headed upstairs to my dormitory.

No one was in there, so I got undressed and put on pajamas. Sweat pants with a white t-shirt. I decided to wait till ten to go down to the common room; Harry probably wanted to talk to me alone.

The other girls came in. I pretended to be asleep. Finally it was ten o’clock, and I tip-toed out of my bed and crept downstairs.

Harry was sprawled out on the couch, just how I had been, only his feet were dangling a few inches off the arm of the couch. He was staring at the smoldering fire, playing with a rip in the couch.

“Hey.” I whispered as I walked up to the couch. He looked up.

“Hey Gin.” He replied, sitting up so as to make room for me on the couch.

“You wanted to talk to me?” I asked. I sat down by him and looked at his
face. He looked sad.

“Yea, it’s about what you said at dinner. I think you deserve to know, I mean, I think that you might need to know. Dumbledore would have thought it was a good idea.” He muttered. He seemed to be talking to himself more than me.

“Harry, what did you want to talk about?” I asked softly.

“I need to kill Voldemort.” He spat out. I nodded. He looked at me quizzically.

“Hmm. What I mean is…” he thought for a little.

“Start from the beginning.” I suggested.

“Okay, well, Back at the Department of Mysteries, the prophecy.” I nodded to
show I remembered.

“It said that neither can live while the other survives. That means I have to kill Voldemort, or he has to kill me, one way or the other.” I nodded again.

“Last year, Dumbledore realized that Tom Riddle had made Horcruxes, which are pieces of his soul stuck in little containers.” My eyes widened.

“Seven.” Harry said simply. My eyes widened even more, if possible.

“That means that this year, I, Hermione and Ron might be gone for a couple days. McGonagall and all the other teachers know that I have to do this, they don’t know why. Dumbledore didn’t want me to tell anyone. Gin, I trust you, you can’t tell anyone at all what I have said to you. If it got out, I surely would be Death Eater meat.” Harry explained. My eyes closed and I tried to hide back tears. I would not cry, I couldn’t.

“Harry, I expect that I could not come.” I said. It was not a question, it was a fact. He shook his head.

“Harry, I don’t care about the danger. I want to help you.” I told him. He shook his head again.

“Gin, you need to stay for school, you need your education.” He said.

“Harry, I don’t care, I can learn it later, do extra work during the break-”

“No Gin, I shouldn’t have told you. I’m sorry, just go to bed and forget about it. I’m sorry to have worried you.” He apologized.

“NO, Harry, I’m sorry. I know you have to do this. I’m glad that you told me, I’m glad that you trusted me enough to tell me that. I love you.” I told him.

“I love you too, Gin. Now, you need to go to bed, I’ll see you tomorrow. Sleep good.” He gave me a kiss on my forehead. I smiled and turned to leave.

“By the way, when can we tell people that we are dating?” I asked. He laughed.

“I don’t know Gin, when it feels right I guess.”

“You and your nobility.” I muttered. He laughed. I turned back around and went back into my dormitory. I fell into bed and fell straight asleep.

Thank you for reading! you are all so nice and your comments mean so much to me!

~Sydnie

YAY Harry told Ginny! I always thought that he should've told her in the first place, it wasn't fair to her. I hope he changes his mind and takes Ginny with him, he might need her.

Love the sorting hat song, it was exactly what would be in the books, it was really good.

I can't wait for more, woder what the new teachers are like, PAMS.

That was an awesome post. I so can't wait for more. glad that Harry told Ginny she dose deserve to know what's going on.

That was great! PAMS!