| The New Girl By Jules (Gryffindor) |
| It was the first day back at Hogwarts. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were in their fifth year. "Who's that?" said Ron. "I've never seen her before. Maybe she's new here," said Hermione. Harry saw all the 1st years lining up for the sorting. He also saw that new girl in the front. She was much taller than the 1st years. Harry guessed she was in 5th or 6th year. I hope she's in Gryffindor. She's kinda pretty. "Id like to have your attention. This year will be very special indeed. We'll have Quidditch as usual, but two very special things. Number 1: After the Triwizard Tournament for 5 years, we always have the school that won have a dance for 4th years and up. This will happen on Christmas Eve. Number 2: My neice, Kelly Dumbledore, has just moved here from the United States and will be attending Hogwarts for the rest of the year. She will get sorted before the 1st years do. I hope you all treat her nice and help her find her way to her lessons if she's in your house," said Dumbledore. Kelly walked up and put on the hat. It took a while before the Sorting Hat said Hu-, no Slyth-, no. I know, Gryffindor! The Gryffindor's cheered. Kelly walked over to the Gryffindor table, and sat down across from Ron, next to Angelina. She looked really nice. She had brown hair and wore glasses. She seemed like she played Muggle sport and was a Mudblood. Harry thought it was rude to ask if she was a Mudblood right when she got here. All the first years were sorted. Five students came to Gryffindor and sat down. The feast began and everyone was introducing themselves to Kelly. She said a quiet 'hello' to everyone. As soon as all the food disappeared, Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked over to Kelly. "Hi," she said. "I'm Hermione Granger," and this is Ronald We-" "Ron," interupted Ron. "Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter." Harry expected her to star at his forehead and say, "HARRY POTTER!" But all she said was, "hello Hermione, Ron, and Harry." Harry was very surprised that she didn't know who he was. "Do you know where the common room is?" asked Ron. "No," Kelly replied. "I don't know where anything is." "We'll show you where it is. We'll show you around tomorrow during lessons," said Hermione. "I think you are in the bed next to mine. It has been empty for a while." "How old are you Kelly?" "I am 14 and a half. I'll be 15 in a month and whatever days." The three were surprised that she was a little younger than them. Probably one of the youngest in the 5th year Gryffindor group. The four were walking towards the common room when Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle walked right by them. "Those three are really really big-" "Jerks." Hermione finished for Ron. "Oh. Who else is a jerk around here?" Kelly wondered. "Professor Snape, he teaches potions. Those are the biggest jerks ever." said Harry. "Where does our stuff go to?" Kelly asked. "They take it to our dormitories for us. Why?" asked Hermione. "I just wanted to make sure my labtop was OK. I can't live without it. I watched Happy Gilmore all the way up here." "Hermione," said Ron, "I thought it was too magical to have Muggle devices?" "It is." Said Hermione. "How'd you bring it here then without it exploding?" Harry asked. "I bewitched it so it wouldn't explode. I needed something to do on that boring plane ride here." Kelly answered. "Wouldn't a Muggle notice on teh plane?" Ron asked. "It was a plane only for wizards. My dad is like the boss for the company. That's why we moved. They didn't tell me I was a witch until I was 10, but I wasn't going to Durmstrang until I was 11. It sucked. But I heard Viktor Krum was going so I got more excited. To keep me busy, I bewtched my labtop, DVD's, CD's, and my stereo. Of course I wasn't supposed to use magic, but my dad wrote a letter to the Ministry explaining why I was doing so much magic a year before I knew it. Of course Mr. Pulaski understood. I was best friends with his daughter. My mom taught me all the basics. I almost skipped 2nd year, but I didn't want to 11 1/2 when lots of other people were 12 1/2." Harry was amazed by how smart she probably was. Ron saw that in Harry's eyes. Harry was in love. That night Harry woke up to a noice from the common room. "....Check out the name tag. You're in my world now Grandma." "Oh dear" Harry walked downstairs and saw Kelly watching something on her labtop. "Is it too loud?" she asked Harry. "Not really. What is it?" "Happy Gilmore. Adam Sandler is so funny." "Shouldn't you be sleeping? It's 11:00. We've got lessons tomorrow." "Oh, I know. I'm not tired. I don't need much sleep." "Oh. Can I watch the rest?" "Oh sure." "How come you didn't go uh, wacko like everyone else about my scar?" "Well, I of course know who you are. But I can respect that you probalby get annoyed at least a little bit with people going 'wacko' about your scar." Harry never knew anyone cared he got annoyed except for Ron and Hermione. He sat down in a chair next to Kelly. It was a really funny movie. At the end, he went back upstairs and said goodnight to Kelly. Breakfast and all the lessons went by so fast. Things always slowed down during Potions. The 4 left a little early so they wouldn't run into Malfoy. But, they did. "If it isn't Weasley, Mr. Famous, and of course the Mudblood. Kelly, why do you hang out with these, losers?" "Because they are nice to me and they aren't creeps." "Oh, are you a Mudblood too? Is your uncle Dumbledore one too?" Malfoy laughed. Kelly dropped her books and jumped on Malfoy. He tried to pull out his wand but as he did so, Kelly grabbed it and threw it. Then she punched him in the nose, and he tried to punch her but she kicked his legs so he fell to the ground. Kelly got back up and picked up her books. Malfoy's nose was bleeding pretty badly. Professor Snape was running towards them. Miss Dumbledore, what spell did you use? You should know that using wands to fight is against the rules. Tell me what spell you used to cause Malfoy such a nosebleed?" "I didn't use a wand Professor Snape." "Don't lie to me." "I swear I didn't. Ask Harry, Ron, Hermione, or those two bozo's. I used my fist. Se the little amount of blood on it?" "Why would you do such a thing?" "He deserved it. For all the mean things he's done to my friends." |