5She sat in her corner, and watched.
Her hair spiraled in black ringlets that framed her face. The jaw line was sharp, as if it had been drawn, and stuck out on her rather round-like face. With almonds as eyes, for shape and personality, you never knew what was going on in this little girl. And to top it off, her skin the hue of soft brown, blended her in with the dull lighting.
Who was she?
No one knew of this strange girl, sitting there looking quiet and undisturbed. And when approached showed proper manners, of 'Hello' and 'pardon me.'
To just simply say she was just another nervous first year going across the lake with all the others, is just simply an understatement as Albus Dumbledore leaned in the crystal ball, and looked closely at the child.
This was Blasie Zambanie.
The girl had no special looks that drew any attention for a second glance. Yet while the headmaster surveyed the students, he knew that she was the one.
While 2nd year Hermione Granger sat in the Great Hall, she waited and hoped that everything would be alright. Her older sister was coming today, this was finally the day, after all this time, that she was to see her again, unblemished of the burden thrust upon her, the time for to straighten things out.
Now I may have lost you at this moment, but have you ever wondered how it was that Miss Granger here was so smart? Well, I'll give you a clue, it's not because she was a bookworm.
Hermione, watched with anticipation, as the sorting hat sung its song. She grinned knowingly when it stated that a new being, a new hope was to arrive. It didn't state for what, but it she didn't need it spelled it out for her.
I wonder if Dumbledore has figured it out, after all, it shouldn't be hard, he now knows my secret.'
The first years arrived, led by McGonagall, who wore a tight lipped line; while the first student was to be sorted, spared a glance at Dumbledore.
The glance confirmed Hermione's suspicions. As the sorting went on, she looked for her sister, her eyes landed on her. After a few seconds, her sister turned around and they were transfixed by each other.
'How long had it been, since she had last seen her? Oh, my, she looked so tired.'
"Zambanie," McGonagall called out, "Blasie."
Hermione broke her glance with her sister, as she stood on the stool, and watched the hat in anticipation.
McGonagall's eyes slightly widened, as she realized just exactly who she had called out. The name it was so familiar, where had she heard it before? She inwardly gasped, this was the girl! Albus hadn't told her much, as she and a selected few others were part of the light within. This consisted of the most important people in the Pheonix. So secret were they, none of the others, such examples as Snape, Tonks or even Harry knew of them.
The hat took it's time into judging where the young girl should go, and thus, being the hat he was able to see in her mind, much of it a barrier was placed, but he was informed of a plan that would work best if she was in Slythern. He readily agreed, knowing that this was the one, in which he had told of in his Welcome Song.
SLYTHEYN!
Hermione smiled, a small smile and looked at her plate, everything was going to plan.
Throughout the ceremony, Minevera, sorted the children, but her mind wandered. Albus hadn't given a detailed explanation, but had said that a girl was coming this year, which would forever change the result of the war. She had a sister who would remain unidentified and would help her along the way. The sister would show her to the light side, to be a spy, and cram the next 100 years of Defense of the Dark Arts, into the girl; and all of the other necessities of facing the war.
Someone had questioned, if she had the ability to teach 100 years worth material in a year, then why couldn't she teach this to Harry Potter? Wasn't he the one the prophesy said to kill Voldemort? And this was when Dumbledore had explained, that Harry would indeed be the only one to defeat Tom, but he would need it served in a silver platter to him. In other words, he would need some help to weaken Tom, and then he would finish him off.
After that she had questioned, when the unidentified, student was going to have time to teach all of the material? After all she was a student; she did have her own studies to concentrate upon. Albus had just smiled, and showed them a time turner. Through his 150 years of existence, he had worked at the Ministry, and had some very powerful friends with favors to deliver.
Minevera, heard Albus give the yearly speech, and went through dinner in a daze, thinking that a lot was going to happen this year.
Boy was she right. Not only did she have to worry about the new ally for the Light Side, but the excitement when the Chamber of Secrets was to re-open.
Hello! I know that this is a confusing chapter, but there is more. So tell me what you think of it so far. Oh, and as a hint, there are clues in this chapter that lead to foreshadowing and stuff. Oh, and if you think that 'older sister was coming' was a typo, it really isn't. Think about it!
One last thing, if you know a title for this story, I really need one!