Blondie, Curly, Shakespeare, the rest of my friends (who I couldn't think up nicknames for), and I walked through the Great Hall doors thinking to ourselves how much we had missed this place...our home. Of course, we had to be separated from Savannah, and Summer since they're not in Gryffindor.I took a seat in the most crowded area to avoid Potter. Naturally, he found his way close enough to me.
"Sweetie, I heard you telling McKinnon that the fact I was there for some of your summer made it the best of the best."
I could tell I looked appalled, "I did not!" I fumed,
"Don't lie, darling. I know you'd prefer me and MY friends ! Who wouldn't?" He smirked, as if he had won a battle.
"I don't know. Half the universe?" With that, I stalked over to Mary, Alice, and Marlene. Molly was with Arthur, ignoring Potter's angry face, as several 'burnnnn' and 'you just got owned' 'and by a GIRl' filled the air around potter's tomato red face. By a girl? Did he just say that? How sexist. Why are we so underestimated, I could chop Potter into tiny pieces and feed his remains to my cat! A crowd of terrified looking first years entered the hall. I was so upset Allana wasn't coming this year. It is depressing me! and she HAS to get into Gryffindor! She told me I could call her Lana, though. I told her I loved her name already, not that Lana isn't a nice name. The first girl, Maia Murray, was sorted into Slytherin. Then there was some model looking girl with bright blue eyes, and stunning blond hair, called Mackenzie Maddison. Wow, stunning looks, and stunning name, who got sorted into Ravenclaw, and I thought I heard her shriek in a very fake high-pitched voice, that sounded like a decomposing, singing doll, that was being chewed on by a demon. Oh Merlin, tell me what has become of Lily Evans. She was just a first year. Then came Maxwell Robinson, who was sorted in Slytherin too. Oh, honestly! Is anyone going to be sorted into Gryffindor. And Godric replies. A small girl. Very pretty, her face was tear-stained, a look of sadness was obvious. Her straight brown hair was messy, and her dark eyes had bags under them. Probably from lack of sleep. Her name was Selena Mayson. She dragged her petite body, which I noticed was a bit too petite, and slowly, as if hesitating, sat down. I noticed she was throwing worried glances at a boy in the was shooting her an icy glare. As if he expected something important from her. The hat yelled Gryffindor after many moments and I saw a single tear roll down her cheek. The boy looked angry, and she looked terrified. she straightened her hair down with her hands to hide her crying face. I felt so sorry for her. I grabbed her hand without thinking. She flinched then cried quietly,
"No, please don't hurt me!" She sobbed. Barely audibly. No one was looking. They were interested in the boy trying to wrestle the poor sorting hat, which he thought could fight back with no hands or legs. Well, we know he's not in Ravenclaw.
"No..no, I won't hurt you, I promise. I just thought you seemed upset. No one should be upset in Hogwarts. It's a wonderful place!" I told her softly. The fear in her eyes subsided and she looked at me.
"I'm Lily Evans. I really like your hair." She forced a laugh,
"Thank you," she said, she was going to head towards an empty seat, all alone, but I stopped her,
"No please! I'd like to be your friend. Come sit with me!" I said suddenly. "If you want to" I added. For the first time, she actually smiled. and I smiled back.
"Well if you're that desperate!" She said grinning. The smile left her face,"My brother's about to be sorted" she said! It almost didn't sound like her. More like a croak. I recognized the boy with the icy glare. He instantly got sorted into Slytherin. He shot Selena a look that almost said 'I told you so' She tensed up and I put a reassuring arm around her.
"So what's up with you are your brother?" I asked
"My whole family's been in Slytherin for ages, and I was required to by my family, or else I'd be breaking some kind of rule. He's my twin. His name's Alec. Alexander actually. He was mad because even if I made Slytherin, I would be a nice one. I stood up for a girl, Lexi Malkinson. he called her a mud- a mud-" she couldn't bring herself to say it.
"oh" I said softly. "But you don't want to be like them"
"But i'll be punished" she said sadly
"Not if you stay with me. My mum'll let you." A ghost of a smile washed over her small face.
"Now EAT! I want to see some fat in you." She laughed and we dug into the delicious Hogwarts food.