Saturday, July 05, 2008

 

Continue Story (I copy and paste from internet) - Chapter 11 - 'BOOK 2 OF MALFOY MELONCHOLY'

CHAPTER 11

Back Again - The Sorting

“True, you don’t…alright, well you two probably want to go first, do you know what is what on the Uniform? Desiree made me learn it.” Pierre looked at the two, they shook their heads. Then he looked at Desiree.
“I’ll help her, you help him,” Desiree said switching places with Milo. “Okay Richelle, it’s very easy. It’s the white shirt, skirt, like regular clothes. Once you have that on put the vest on, then the tie. Then you have the socks, shoes, and the robe. That’s it. You will be sorted into a house, both of you. Pierre is also getting sorted…it’s his first year. But first years won’t see it, the older kids get sorted while they are waiting outside, or on the way to the castle. First years come in all together, they take a different way to the castle. We go on land in carriages they cut across the lake in boats. But they go slow because they all are so entranced, they walk slowly. Alright, here I am blabbing on, go on and get changed!”
Milo and Richelle picked up their boxes with the uniforms in it and left to change. Pierre pulled down the blinds on the windows facing the hall while Desiree got down their uniforms. They really didn’t care about changing together. Desiree pulled out her skirt and shirt. She pulled the skirt on and buttoned the side and pulled up the short zipper. She buttoned up her shirt and pulled on her vest. Desiree looked up at Pierre, who was obviously having trouble with his vest.
“We never had to wear these at Beauxbaton. A simple button-up shirt, pants, and a tie. That was it!” Pierre threw his vest on the seat as he held his hands up. Desiree rolled her eyes and fixed the vest and tossed it back to Pierre..
“There, now all you need is the tie and you can put on the robe, right?” He looked at her over his glasses rims. She laughed and sat down. “Okay….just making sure,” she said as she started the knot on her tie. She pulled the knot tight as she reached in the box and got her special headband out. She had made it out of a ripped tie. She took one of her headband and wrapped and sewed the parts of the tie on it. It now looked like a green and silver striped headband. She fixed it in her hair and pulled out her robe. She slipped it on as Pierre fumbled with his to get it upright and unfolded. Desiree laughed and pulled up the blinds on the windows. She picked up the box her uniform was in and placed it back in her suitcase. Just as she was sitting down Richelle walked in, followed by Milo.
She put the box back on the rack and faced Desiree. “Is it right?” Desiree scanned her. Her eyes stopped at the jumbled mess of the tie.
“Do you know how to do a tie?” Desiree asked her, but Richelle shook her head slowly. Desiree patted the seat next to her and Richelle sat down. “Here…Drape the tie around your neck with the wide end on your left. Cross the wide end over the narrow end. Bring the wide end up through the loop between your collar and tie, and then back down. Bring the wide end back underneath the narrow end so that the inside of the tie is facing out. Bring the wide end up and then down through the loop. Cross the wide end back over the front of the knot, then bring it up through the loop in the back and then down through the loop in the front. And there you go!” Desiree pulled it tight and sat back in the seat.
“Thanks…I never was taught. It’s mainly worn by guys in America. So I never learned it.”
“It’s alright, after the first month of doing it here, you’ll get the hang of it. If not just find me and I’ll right it down or something. We might be in the same house if you get into Slytherin.” Desiree said as she fixed her make-up. The group sat in silence.
“Look! Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry,” Pierre said as he glanced out the window and spotted the castle.
“Wow…I never knew it was that big. And I imagine the land surrounding it is twice as big.” Richelle rushed forward to take a look. Then the train gave a sudden lurch and it creeped forward to the station.
“Come on, so we don’t get crushed by the crowd.”
“Following you,” Richelle said as she grabbed her bag. Desiree opened the door of the compartment and walked out into the walkway. The Train jolted to a halt and stopped and the whistle blew. Students were piling out of the compartments. Desiree walked out ahead of her little group. She spotted Filtch, instead of Hagrid calling the first years to follow to the boathouse to get in the boats. She took another look and started for the steps. Once down the steps she waited for Pierre, Richelle, and Milo to catch up. Pierre walked up beside her and put his hand on her shoulder. She smiled and leaned her head on his arm. She heard her cousin’s voice behind her. She stopped and turned around.
“Just stay away form me!” She heard Harry yell. She followed Draco as he walked up to her.
“Don’t be so mean Dee-Dee…He wouldn’t want us to forget our manners now would he?” she said accenting “he”, obviously referring to Voldemort. Draco just stared down at Desiree as he passed her to get on the carriage. He hurried on followed by his little entourage. Desiree got on the one right behind it. Cho Chang was standing behind Milo, Desiree gave her a pleasant smile and wave. Cho nodded her head, obviously remembering her from last year. Desiree leaned on Pierre’s shoulder as the horse-less carriage moved closer to the castle. As they were just about to get off the trees thinned out until the castle came into full view.
“Welcome back to Hogwarts Desiree.” Pierre said as he gazed up at the castle. The carriage slowed to a halt and they walked off and walked up the stairs. The students that had to change broke off and went to change into their uniform. The rest filed into the Great hall. The new students that had to be sorted went to the platform and stood in a line. They would have to wait and would be sorted after the first years. Desiree sat at the Slytherin table and searched through the crowd for Apolla. She looked around the door and watched for her to come in. Suddenly Desiree’s eyes were coved by hands.
“Guess who?” She ripped the hands off her eyes and stood up and turned around and wrapped Apolla in a huge hug. Apolla sat beside her, but Desiree left the seat on her other side for if someone in her little group before was to become a Slytherin. It was mainly for Pierre. Once everyone was settled Professor McGonagall strode out the main doors. She came back in followed by all the first years trailing behind her gazing all over the room. Apolla tapped on Desiree’s shoulder. “See her? The girl with the light blue clips in her hair?” Apolla pointed to a girl looking around the room, about 3 people from the front on the line of the older kids that had to be sorted.
“Yeah…Who is she?”
“She’s my cousin…Rosalba. She’s my mom’s sister’s daughter. She is really nice, you’ll like her. She is going to the ceremony with us. She’s lived in Italy forever. Her family moved here last month.”
“Yeah? Pierre is here this year…We brought his with us from France. Dad is staying with my Aunt and Uncle to help with...” Desiree leaned toward Apolla. “Him,” she whispered.
“Hmmm…Yes, my dad told me he saw your dad at the last meeting.” Desiree nodded and looked forward as McGonagall was calling out names. The Sorting hat sag its song, and of course the first years jumped the sight of it. The first years sorting went quickly because there were not many. Probably because of the Dumbledore/Harry situation, Desiree thought.
The first five older kids were split. Two Gryffindors, Rosalba got Slytherin. And the others were Hufflepuff. Then the next girl was a Slytherin, then two Ravenclaws. Then came Richelle’s turn. She walked up the seat and sat down she closed her eyes as the sorting hat was dropped on her head.
“American…different…yet very difficult. Skilled, and intelligent, I see... Will stop at nothing…A perfect fit for you I have. SLYTHERIN!” Richelle sighed and walked off toward the slytherin table. Desiree raised her hand and Richelle sat on her other side.
“Richelle, Apolla…Apolla, Richelle…we met on the train.”
“Good to meet you Richelle.”
“Likewise.” Richelle turned around to watch the sorting.
There were only two more people until Pierre. The girl after Richelle was a Gryffindor, and then the boy was a Slytherin. Then it was Pierre’s turn. He took a breath and walked up to the stool and sat down quickly. The Sorting hat started talking the second it was placed
“Ooh…a smart one here…very cunning, A Slytherin trait…but all the intelligence of a Ravenclaw. Yes, I think I know. Let’s see…How About…” Desiree crossed her finger and waited. “RAVENCLAW!”
Desiree felt like the wind was knocked out of her. Pierre got up and walked to the Ravenclaw table glancing at Desiree with a sad look. Desiree took a deep breath and watched the rest of the sorting. Richelle’s little brother near the end of the line also was put as a Ravenclaw. After the sorting Dumbledore introduced the new teachers and the little woman in pink named Dolores Umbridge interrupted him with a rather annoying, fake, clearing of the throat and walked up to the front. She heard Harry say next to her that this woman works for Fudge. Desiree looked at Harry, and then looked up at Umbridge as she started speaking. Desiree looked around the room and paid no attention to the speech. A quill could have dropped and everyone could have heard it. She looked back at Apolla, who was listening intently, her face very confused. She shook her head and blinked her yes a couple times, then went back at listening to the new teacher. Desiree looked at Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Hermione, like Apolla was paying full attention to Umbridge. Everyone else looked bewildered. Desiree looked up at the Professor only to hear the last few words.
‘…Ought to be Prohibited,” she finished, then made her annoying, girly giggle.
“Apolla…What on earth did she say?”
“If I heard correctly. It was fancy talk for she is the ministry’s eyes and ears here, and she will intervene with things here at Hogwarts.” Apolla looked at Desiree, who was gazing at her with a confused look. “I sense some trouble,” Apolla added. “Anyway…Desiree you can now officially meet my cousin. Desiree Rosalba, Rosalba, Desiree.”
“Nice to meet you, finally…Apolla has been going on and on about yo--. “ Apolla playfully slapped her arm.
“I did not! Well…I might have said a couple things, but it wasn’t that bad…was it?” Rosalba nodded her head while Desiree just laughed.
Time passed and they all ate until they could eat no more and then they filed out to the door. ‘I’m going to wait for Pierre, I see him walking over…I be there in minute, besides, they’ll be giving the grand tour of the common room to the first years. So it will take a while, find out what the new password is, and which bed is ours, I AM next to you Apolla, we’ll put Rosalba next to you, and Richelle next to me.” She said and Apolla nodded and pushed the other girls down the stairs through the crowd.
"See you guys later!”

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