6Warner bros and J.K Rowling, please don't sue me, all you'll get is an empty wallet and some pocket lint.
Emma stood on platform 9 and 3/4, her trunk next to her. Watching the other students with their families, Emma sighed. Her parents weren't with her at the platform, they were on their second honeymoon in Australia.
Trying to drag her trunk towards the nearest carriage, Emma stopped in front of it, pushing her brown hair out of her face. "Would you like some help?".
Emma looked up and saw a much older girl, with firey red hair and brown eyes staring down at her. "yes please" replied Emma. "Oi, Ron!" called the girl.
A boy came over, a stood next to the girl. They looked like brother and sister with all that red hair (which Emma realised was probably the case). Together, the girl and boy picked the trunk up and put it into the compartment.
"Thankyou" said Emma. "No worries, by the way my name is Ginny and this is my brother Ron." said the girl. "I'm Emma". "So are you from a wizarding family?" said the boy called Ron.
"No I'm muggle born, I don't think I'm going to get this magic, I bet I'll be the worst ever." "I doubt it" said Ron, there are heaps of students who come from wizarding families who don't know much at the start either, so you won't find that your the worst". Ginny and Ron said goodbye to Emma, then went back outside to join their family and friends.
It was 5 minuets before the train departed, that Ginny appeared back in the train carriage, along with her trunk brought in by Ron. Then Ron went back out to get another trunk, this time accompanied with a very pretty girl with bushy brown hair. Trundling out of the carriage yet again, the now red faced Ron came back with another trunk, this time held by another boy, with messy jet black hair and brilliant green eyes, rimmed with round glasses. At last going out again, getting another trunk (AN: this is way too long sorry ^_^;) the two boys came and sat down in the carriage, wiping the sweat from there foreheads.
Emma looked up at the black haired boy, briefly seeing what looked like a lightning shaped scar. Emma, not wanting to be rude, looked away and listened to the conversation between Ginny and the other girl.
I heard that there is a woman defence against the dark arts teacher this year, Snape won't be too happy". "yeah replied Ginny."I also heard that Viktor Krum is transferring from Durmstrang, Hermione..." "Oh really" replied Hermione blushing "I wouldn't know."
Ginny suddenly turned to Emma and said. "Emma, this is my friend Hermione and my brother Ron you already know, and this is Harry. All said hi to her and Ginny said 'Emma is a first year, I was just telling her that she won't have any trouble at school just because she is from a muggle family.
"Definatly, said Ron "Just look at Hermione, she's the top of the year and is muggle born". "Really" said Emma. "Were your parents pleased that you were a witch?". "well it was a bit of a shock at first but they were really happy, weren't yours? said Hermione.
"Well yes", said Emma is a slightly uneasy voice. "mum was positively thrilled because she told me that my great-grandmother was a witch ,that's why I never saw her much when I was young". But my father... he was slightly disapointed because he believes i'm squandering my talent for the playing the violin. "You play the violin?" asked Hermione. "Yes,but i'm really not that good."
"And do you know what house you want to be in?" said Harry. "well my grandmother was in Gryffindor, but I really don't want to be in Slytherin because" continued Emma in a whisper "that's where most of the death-eaters came from".
"How do you know about the death-eaters", said Ron "did a wizard tell you?". "No, I'm using my grandmothers old trunk from her days at Hogwarts.
When mum and I pulled it out from the cupboard under the stairs (Emma noticed Harry shudder at this), there were still some of her old things in it, including some old newspapers from only about 30 years ago, with articles in them about the terror of you-know-who and his death eaters".
"But I really want to be in Gryffindor because I want uphold the tradition". " Well we're all in Gryffindor so we really hope that you're with us. "thanks guys, you are really nice" smiled Emma.
All in their uniforms, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Emma got off the train. "Firs' years, firs' years over 'ere!" boomed a voice from on the platform.
Looking in the direction of the voice, Emma gasped. Standing there was a humungous man, with a big black bushy beard and big black bushy hair to go with it. You could barely see his face behind all of it but you could make out a very friendly face.
"Hello Harry" said the man "hello Hagrid" replied Harry. "Hagrid, this is Emma, she's starting here this year".
"Pleased to meet you Emma" said the man called Hagrid. "I'll see you in the great hall later" called out Hagrid, as Harry and the others exited the platform. "Now you just wait with me here young Emma and as soon as all of the firs' years are 'ere, we'll be off t'wards Hogwarts.
In no less than 5 minuets, all off the first years were following hagrid up a steep track through trees and the darkness of the night. The puffing and panting students hear Hagrid's voice saying "We're nearly there, you'll see Hogwarts in a minute.
A gasp went over the hill as Emma steps out, to see a giant castle, with many turrets and towers. Down below a lake that was glowing slightly purple in the silvery moonlight.
Getting into a boat with two other girls and one boy, the first years and hagrid sailed smoothly across the lake. Entering the castle at dungeon levels, Emma stepped behind the girls and boy she was in the boat with, Anita, Trevor and Christine.
After a talk with a very stern looking teacher, Professor McGonagall, the professor then led them into the great hall. Christine whispered to Emma "the ceiling is bewitched to look like the real sky". And sure enough, it did look like the ceiling was real, with stars shining brightly overhead.
Emma came back to reality as everyone in the hall stared intently at and old worn and torn hat sitting on a wooden stool. Suddenly the stitches in the brim opened, and the hat began to sing!
It amazed that Emma that a hat could sing, but the amazement of magic was something Emma was getting used to pretty quickly. No sooner had it begun, that it finished and when all was silent, Professor McGonagall started to read out the names on a scroll.
"Alabaster, Anita" stepped forward first to put on the sorting hat. After a while, the hat announced her in "RAVENCLAW", where she at once joined a cheering table. It went on, Bryce, Steven ("HUFFLEPUFF"). Caudwell, Elise went to Ravenclaw , Christine, the girl that Emma became instant friends with, became a Gryffindor. It wasn't long before the professor called out "Harding, Emma".
Emma moved towards the stool and placed the sorting hat on her head, gripping the chair in anxiousness. She could only see the underside of the overly big hat as a voice whispered in her ear.
"OK, so what have we got here? Some brains, smart hard working ones. Courage yes you have plenty of that, and a strong will. Yes you would be perfect for Gry... hang on, what is this here?
The hat started murmuring to itself, and was taking a while for it to decide whatever it was trying to decide. Emma gripped the chair even harder and started thinking "not Slytherin, not Slytherin".
"Oh I wouldn't worry about that my dear, no it's...it's something that I haven't seen in a very long time. Oh well, I can't do much about it so I'll put you in "GRYFFINDOR", spoke the hat aloud.
Emma slid off the chair as relief washed over her. She walked over to Ginny, and sat next to the space made beside her. "Well done" she said "what was that hat saying to you? You were sitting there for at least 5 minutes!".
Emma was about to answer her but got distracted as Jarving, Trevor became a Gryffindor as well.
Christine, Ginny and Emma fell silent, as the sorting hat announced the last person, Yannes, Lawrence, become a Slytherin, Professor McGonagall took the hat and the stool away.
The room fell silent yet again as a man with a long silvery white beard stood up from the middle seat at the teachers table. "Welcome all to another year at Hogwarts, I hope that everyone is settling in well and so not to keep you any longer, Let the feast begin!"
And with the flick of his wand, the golden plates and cups were piled with any food you could imagine, pork chops, steak, mash potatoes,sausages, and big flasks of ice cold pumpkin juice.
With the feast over (but not before Emma's 2nd helping of chocolate pudding), the prefects led the students up towards the Gryffindor tower rooms.
As they approached a painting of a fat lady in a pink dress, Emma that one of the prefects was Hermione! Emma grinned and entered through the painting, into the Gryffindor common room. The fireplace was ablaze and comfy looking chairs surrounded the room.
Too tired to hang around, she and the other first years headed up to the bedroom directed by Hermione. They pushed open the door marked 'first years' and went to the four poster bed that their trunks lay with.
Just barley, Emma crawled into bed and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.