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Chapter Six
Introductions and a Feast

As the group was walking down towards the Great Hall Hermione suddenly had a thought.  

“ Lord Gryffindor, what are you going to tell the students about us?”

“ I'll tell them that you have been home educated thus far, and that you need to come to Hogwarts this year to take your OWL exams.  For this to work, you'll all have to be in fifth year, even you, Virginia.  The shared knowledge should make sure you can all cope with the fifth year material.  Even when you return home, Hermione's wide knowledge of the spells of your time should allow you all to continue your education from fifth year.”

By this time the group had reached the small room off to the side of the Great Hall.  The students were asked to wait there while the rest of the school arrived.  They were to enter the Hall after Gryffindor announced them before the Sorting.  Before they knew it the sound of voices became much louder as the students entered.  The four could hear Ravenclaw instructing them to sit and be silent while Gryffindor prepared his speech.  Through the door they could hear as the founder addressed the school.

“ Welcome all to another year at Hogwarts.  Before the Sorting I would like to announce four new students.  They have been home educated and will be starting in their fifth year.  They have already been sorted, and when I call their names they will enter and join their new House.  First we have Ronald Weasley of Gryffindor!”

*~*~*

**Ron's POV**

Oh, God here I go.  I wonder if there will be any nice people in my year.  I sure hope so.  I can't believe the others abandoned me like that!  I can see why they wanted to do it, but you wouldn't catch me in any other House.  I can't believe `Mione's a Slytherin!  She's too nice!  She won't last a week there, the Slytherins hate Muggleborns.  They'll be especially bad with the Head Snake himself around.  Oh, well, she can sit with us in lessons.

By the time Ron's internal rambling was well underway he had reached the Gryffindor table.  Looking at the staring students, he saw a boy that looked to be about his age beckoning him over and pointing to the seat next to him.

It can't hurt, he thought as he took the seat and held his hand out to the boy.  He was fairly tall, like Ron, and had long brown hair pulled back in a low pony tail, and startlingly blue eyes.  He smiled at Ron as he took his hand and introduced himself.

“ Hello there, Ronald wasn't it?”

“ Just Ron is fine.” The redhead was looking at his new housemate curiously.  He looked vaguely like someone he knew, he just couldn't put his finger on whom.  The answer soon came to him when the boy told him his name.

“ I'm sorry, let me introduce myself.  I'm Ardwick de Mimsy-Porpington.  I'm a fifth year as well.  Pleased to meet you.”

“ You wouldn't happen to have a relative called Nicholas, would you?”

“ No, I'm sorry.  You must be thinking of someone else.”

Sure, he must be Nearly-Headless Nick's ancestor!  At least I'll have something interesting to talk to Nick about when I get home.   This could be fun, and he seems nice enough.

The pair started to chat animatedly about a range of topics, from Ardwick's home in France to Ron's large family.  By the end of the feast they were firm friends, and Ron couldn't help but think, I'll have to introduce him to the others.

*~*~*

**Ginny's POV**

“ And second we have Virginia Weasley of Hufflepuff!”

This is weird, going to the Hufflepuff table.  I'm not sure this was such a good idea.  At least in Gryffindor I would have had Ron to keep me company.  He looks to be doing great there.  Hey, that guy he's talking to looks a little familiar, but that's impossible.  I can't possibly know anyone here, unless I've seen a portrait of him somewhere.  Hmmm, the Hufflepuffs look friendly enough.  Maybe this won't be so bad.

The Hufflepuffs may have looked friendly, but when she sat down at the free end of the table they just gave her shy smiles before turning to watch the sorting.  Ginny drifted off into her thoughts, watching to see how the other three were getting on.  Ron was doing fine, Hermione seemed to be holding her own, but Harry seemed to have a glazed look in his eyes as a snobby looking Ravenclaw prattled on at him.  Reminds me of Parvati and Lavender, she thought.  She was brought out of her thoughts as a short sandy haired boy dropped down in the seat next to her.  Giving her a brilliant smile, he held out his hand, waiting until she cautiously took it.

“ Hi there, I'm Samuel Peeves, but everyone just calls me Peeves, I don't know why.  I'm a first year, I just got sorted.  So, you're new too?  That's great!  Can I be your friend?  You can help me!  I'm the only first year Hufflepuff, and most of the girls seem like gossips, you seem more normal.  So what do you think?” The small boy said very rapidly.

To be honest, Ginny didn't know what to think.  He certainly seemed friendly, and enthusiastic, but she was still trying to come to terms with his name.  The more she looked at him, the more she came to the conclusion that this was indeed the poltergeist of her time, at least a younger version of the ghost.  Unlike the boy Ron was talking to, who looked like he might just be related to someone she knew, this mischievous looking first year was most definitely the same person as the infamous Hogwarts troublemaker.  He looks quite innocent at this age, she thought as she shook his hand gently and started up a conversation.

*~*~*

**Hermione's POV**

“ Thirdly, we have Hermione Granger of Slytherin!”

The first thing Hermione noticed when she entered the Great Hall was how few students there seemed to be.  The House tables weren't as long as the ones in her own time.  Most people must still be educated at home.  This is the first magical school, perhaps a lot of people just don't trust it yet.  Mind you, in this time the world's population is considerably lower, so that might account for some of the discrepancy.

Hermione's ever organised mind continued to mull over the smaller number of students as she sat down at the Slytherin table.  She looked around nervously at the people around her.  They didn't look as bad as the Slytherins in her time.  Perhaps they haven't had time to gather all the prejudice that my Slytherins have.  At the moment the founder still seems to be a Light wizard, he hasn't shown his true colours yet.

She was brought out of her thoughts by a haughty voice.  She looked over at the tall blond boy, who had a smirk fixed on his face.  Looks like Malfoy, she thought as he repeated what he had said.

“ I was talking to you, woman!  You should answer when a man speaks to you!  As I said, I am Horatio d'Escargot, a member of the Norman aristocracy, and the most important person in Slytherin House.  I haven't heard of the Granger family.  Are you from a different country?”

“ No, I'm Muggleborn.” No point keeping it secret.  If I pretended to be a pureblood, I'd slip up eventually.

“ WHAT!  A filthy Mudblood in Slytherin House?  This is an outrage!  Be gone, woman.  I don't want you sitting near me!”

Hermione huffily stood up and moved further down the table.  She didn't really want to do what he said, as it would make him think he could walk all over her.  She only moved because she didn't want to be near someone who was even worse than Malfoy.  Sitting next to a group of fourth years, a mousy haired girl spoke up.

“ Don't listen to him.  He thinks because he comes from France, and is very rich, he is better than everyone else.  Don't take it personally.  He has a really low opinion of all women and Muggleborns.  Just remember, most of us Slytherins aren't like that.”

Hermione smiled at the girl.  At least they're not all bad.  I wonder what happened over the last 1000 years to make the Slytherins so bad.

*~*~*

**Harry's POV**

“ Lastly, we have Harry Potter of Ravenclaw House!”

Harry walked over to the Ravenclaw table and sat next to a tall girl who looked remarkably similar to Lady Ravenclaw.  She had a haughty look on her face, as if she was better than the rest.

“ I am Lady Gallatea Ravenclaw, only daughter of Lady Rowena Ravenclaw.  Welcome to Ravenclaw House, Harry Potter.  I am the fifth year female prefect, and later I shall be giving you a list of the rules of Hogwarts, as well as individual rules solely for Ravenclaw House.”

“ Um….  Thanks.”

“ Indeed.  So, where are you from?  Tell me about yourself.  You look like a fine specimen.  Are you betrothed?”

“ Not that I know of…”

“ Ah, well, maybe we can arrange something.  My mother would like to see me married this summer.  I turn 16 in October, you see.  She would like me to produce an heir as soon as I graduate.  A powerful line such as ours cannot be allowed to die out.  Don't you agree?”

Harry nodded uncomfortably.  He hadn't thought about the marriage aspect of Anglo-Saxon society.  It just never occurred to him how important heirs were for pureblood families.  He certainly didn't want to marry yet, so a betrothal wasn't a good idea, especially for when he went back to his own time.  She wasn't that bad, he supposed, but she seemed a little full of herself.  Like a toned down version of Malfoy, but without the prejudice. I might be able to survive in Ravenclaw for a while, I suppose.  As long as I don't get turned into another Hermione, I'll be fine.  Gallatea was still talking to him, so he tuned back in to what she was saying and started to help himself to the feast.

*~*~*

At the end of the feast, the prefects stood up to lead their housemates back to their common rooms.  The founders nodded at the four time travellers, reminding them that they had a meeting to go to.  They all nodded in response, before following their Houses back to their new homes.  They had agreed earlier to meet outside the gargoyle guarding Gryffindor's office once they had found out where their common rooms were, and what the password was.

Twenty minutes later, all four students met in the corridor heading towards the office.  Hermione was the first to pipe up.

“ Slytherin isn't as bad as it is in our time.  There's one boy we'll have to watch out for, Horatio d'Escargot, but the rest seem ok.  Horatio seems to be worse than Malfoy.  He's a Norman aristocrat, and thinks he's better than the rest of us.”

“ Well, Ravenclaw seems ok too.  This one girl, Gallatea, seems to have taken a liking to me.  She's a bit stuck up, and wants to marry me…”

“ WHAT!  Harry, mate, you can't get married!  That's just… wrong, on so many levels.”

“ I know, Ron, and I'm not marrying her!  She not bad company, and she's Lady Ravenclaw's daughter, so you'd better be nice to her.  Now, can we change the subject?  Ginny, how's Hufflepuff?”

“ It's fine, but you'll never believe who's a first year there, and my new friend.”

“ Who?” chorused three voices.

“ Peeves.”

“ WHAT!!!  Peeves, as in poltergeist Peeves?”

“ That's what I said, Ron.  He's so sweet and innocent as a first year.  We'll have plenty of blackmail material when we get home.”

“ I know what you mean.  My new friend in Gryffindor is called Ardwick de Mimsy-Porpington.  I think he's one of Nearly-Headless Nick's ancestors.  I'll introduce you tomorrow, we'll have lessons together.”

“ What do you mean?  We can't all have lessons together.”

“ We do, `Mione." Harry piped up, " As there are so few students, all four Houses have lessons together.  We'll all be in the same fifth year classes.  As there's more time on the timetable, we don't have electives.  All of the courses are compulsory, which means you'll have to do Divination!”

“ Are you sure, Harry?  How did you know that?”

“ Gallatea was telling me all about it at the feast.”

“ And I heard about some of that from Ardwick.”

By this time the four found themselves standing in front of the gargoyle.  Before they could start trying to guess passwords, it swung open in front of them, revealing the intimidating form of Salazar Slytherin.  He raised one eyebrow at them in a very Snape-like manner, before silently turning and leading them up to the office.  Once there, they took a seat on one of the couches while Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff finished a discussion they were having.  When they were all seated, Gryffindor addressed the students in front of him.

“ As today is Thursday, you will have your first day of lessons tomorrow.  I suggest you spend this time getting used to your new situation.  At the weekend I would also recommend you begin research in the library to see if you can find out how to get home.  Until you come up with something, we will be giving you lessons every evening for three hours between seven and ten.  On Mondays you will study sword fighting with me, on Tuesday you will learn the animagus transformation with Lady Hufflepuff.  On Wednesday you will study martial arts and hand to hand combat with Lord Slytherin.  On Thursday you will study the art of invisibility with Lady Ravenclaw.  Fridays will be archery with Lady Hufflepuff.  Saturdays will be spent practicing duelling with me.  Sundays will be devoted to wandless magic with Lady Ravenclaw.  Now, don't worry about remembering all of this, it will appear on your timetable sheets tomorrow.  Now, I think you've all had a very long night, so you should all retire to bed.  You have a big day tomorrow.”

With that the students bid the founders a good night and left the office.  Splitting at the Entrance Hall, they wished each other pleasant dreams and headed to their new Houses.

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