I'm back with chapter 10!

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Dipper's POV

"Firs' years this way!" I heard a loud voice called. We turn to see the gigantic outline of a man with a big brown beardat the other end of the platform, beckoning the terrified-looking new students forward for their traditional journey across the lake. Apparently, first years students go to Hogwarts on a boat across the lake while the rest take the carriages.

"All right, you three?" The man yelled over the heads of the crowd. The trio waved at him, but had no chance to speak to him because the mass of people around them was shunting us away along the platform. We followed the rest of the school along the platform and out onto a rough mud track, where at least a hundred stagecoaches awaited the remaining students, each pulled, a creepy skeletal black horse with a face with reptilian features and with big leathery bat wings. We climbed inside and shut the door, the coach set off, bumping and swaying in procession.

Why isn't anybody freaking out about this horses? I mentally asked. I know that they have seen these things a lot since second year but I don't see any second-year freaking out either. Not even one. It's like these things are invisible.

Technically, they are invisible.

Th-They are thestrals. Th-They can only be seen by people who've seen death.

When did I see someone die?

You haven't. But you've seen Death.

Oh yeah. He was being yandere for some bleach white skin killer with a creepy smile & he was also the one who gave us the hell hounds.

...

As the carriage trundled toward a pair of magnificent wrought iron gates, flanked with stone columns topped with winged boars, we saw two more towering, hooded Dementors, standing guard on either side. Those think still creep me out.The carriage picked up speed on the long, sloping drive up to the castle; Hermione was leaning out of the tiny window, watching the many turrets and towers draw nearer. At last, the carriage swayed to a halt, and we got out.

"You fainted, Potter? Is Longbottorn telling the truth? You actually fainted?" We heard a voice say. Oh god. Not him again.

It's him again.

Malfoy elbowed past Hermione to block Harry's way up the stone steps to the castle, his face gleeful and his pale eyes glinting maliciously.

"Shove off, Malfoy." Ron said, whose jaw was clenched.

"Did you faint as well, Weasley?" Malfoy said loudly. "Did the scary old Dementor frighten you too, Weasley?"

"Is there a problem?" said a mild voice. Professor Lupin had just gotten out of the next carriage. Thank you. I was gonna try to murder his face if you weren't here Professor!

Malfoy gave Professor Lupin an insolent stare, which took in the patches on his robes and the dilapidated suitcase. With a tiny hint of sarcasm in his voice, he said "Oh, no... Er... Professor." then he smirked at Crabbe and Goyle and led them up the steps into the castle. OK. I think I want to be in the same house as him so I can terrorize him 24/7. Somebody needs to put him in his place.

Wejoined the crowd swarming up the steps, through the giant oak front doors, into the cavernous Entrance Hall, which was lit with flaming torches, and housed a magnificent marble staircase that led to the upper floors.

The door into the Great Hall stood open at the right; Harry followed the crowd toward it, but had barely glimpsed the enchanted ceiling, which was black and cloudy tonight, when a voice called "Potter! Granger! Pines! I want to see you three!"

We turned around to see the werecat lady. Harry looked worried.

"There's no need to look so worried -- I just want a word in my office," she told them. "Move along there, Weasley."

Ron stared as Professor McGonagall ushered Harry, Hermione & me away from the chattering crowd. We accompanied her across the entrance hall, up the marble staircase, and along a corridor.

Once they were in her office, a small room with a large, welcoming fire, Professor McGonagall motioned Harry and Hermione to sit down. She settled herself behind her desk and said abruptly "Professor Lupin sent an owl ahead to say that you were taken ill on the train, Potter."

Before Harry could reply, there was a soft knock on the door and a nurse, came bustling in.

"I'm fine," he said, "I don't need anything..."

"Oh, it's you, is it?" the nurse said, ignoring this and bending down to stare closely at him. "I suppose you've been doing something dangerous again?"

"It was a Dementor, Poppy," said Professor McGonagall.

They exchanged a dark look, and 'Poppy' clucked disapprovingly.

"Setting Dementors around a school." She muttered, pushing back Harry's hair and feeling his forehead. "He won't be the last one who collapses. Yes, he's all clammy. Terrible things, they are, and the effect they have on people who are already delicate..."

"I'm not delicate!" Harry said  crossly.

"Of course you're not," Madam Pomfrey said  absentmindedly, now taking his pulse.

"What does he need?" Professor McGonagall said  crisply. "Bed rest? Should he perhaps spend tonight in the hospital wing?"

"I'm fine!" Harry said, jumping up.

"Well, he should have some chocolate, at the very least." The nurse said as she was trying to peer into Harry's eyes.

"I've already had some," Harry said. "Professor Lupin gave me some. He gave it to all of us."

"Did he, now?" The nurse said  approvingly. "So we've finally got a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who knows his remedies?"

"Are you sure you feel all right, Potter?" Professor McGonagall said sharply.

"Yes," said Harry.

"Very well. Kindly wait outside while I have a quick word with Miss Granger about her course schedule, & then a quick word with Mr. Pines, then we can go down to the feast together."

We went back into the corridor with the school nurse, who left for the hospital wing, muttering to herself. He had to wait only a few minutes; then Hermione emerged looking very happy about something, followed by Professor McGonagall.

The animagus brought me back to the room. She's probably gonna ask about the Avada Kedavra, isn't she.

Yup.

"Now, Mr. Pines, I heard that you preformed an Unforgivable Curse on the train." She said. Called it.

"Well, it was a kill or be killed situation & I don't know that spell which Professor Lupin used to scare away the Dementor so I kinda had to use a spell which gets rid of most things..." I said, looking down.

The cat lady sighed before continuing.

"I guess I can let you off the hook this time since you didn't know & because of the situations you were in. But don't do that ever again. It's illegal, you know."

If there's anything I learned from my grunkle Stan is that when there's no cops around, everything is legal. I wanted to say that really bad but I restrained myself.

He does have a point.

"I promised I won't do it again." I said, ignoring the floating nacho.

Prof. Mcgonagall sighed again before leading me out to where Harry & Hermione were. We made our way back down the marble staircase to the Great Hall.

It was a sea of pointed black hats; each of the long House tables was lined with students, their faces glimmering by the light of thousands of candles, which were floating over the tables in midair. There was a stool in the pedestal with a really old hat on it.

"Tonight, we also have an exchange student joining as a third-year." The Headmaster said. Good thing he said that instead of late bloomer. "Please, Mr. Pines."

Mcgonagall lead me to the pedestal & told me to seat on the stool while putting that old hat on my head. And then, I heard it talk.

"Interesting... You're one of the most complex students I've sorted since Harry Potter..."

I'll take that as a compliment so, thanks!

"You have the courage, the bravery & the nerve of a Gryffindor." It paused before continuing.

"You are also loyal, patient & you have a sense of justice like a Hufflepuff." The hat paused again.

"But, you are creative, intelligent, wit & you value your studies like a Ravenclaw..." Once again, it paused.

"Yet you have theambition, the cunning, the leadership, and the resourcefulness that Slytherin values... Interesting... Very interesting, indeed..." The hat continues.

"But. We have to take into account those two, don't we?" I tensed up as I hear him say this.

The Sorting Hat chuckles. "I took a look through your mind. I know all the monster hunting developed those traits you have & I know about your 2 friends. Don't worry. I know you want to keep them secret..."

"Ravenclaw is the house of the smart, so if you wanna keep that secret, Ravenclaw is out of the picture. The closeness of Hufflepuff will pressure you & they as well will find out about it soon. You should be fine in Gryffindor if not because of those three... So let it be..."

"SLYTHERIN!" The Sorting Hat roared.

A round of applause roared from the Slytherin table. I took off the Sorting Hat & went to my table.

Professor Dumbledore (or Bumble Bee as Bill calls him) gave a speech welcoming the new students & teachers and talked a bit about the rules. During the whole speech, I couldn't help but feel like someone, no someones, were staring at me. I turned around to see 5 Ravenclaw students staring at me. They were one boy with black hair, crimson eyes, blue glasses & a pair of cat ears(not real); a girl with a sandy brown hair, green goggles & artificial cat ears; a girl with short black hair & purple eyes; a Filipino-looking girl with black hair & eyes ;and finally, a pink-haired girl with psychotic red eyes.

Bill, Will, can you find out why those 5 Ravenclaw students were staring at me?

N-No...

What!?

They are just like you before, Pine Tree...

W-We cannot read their minds, Alcor...

Wha...?

"Well, I think that's everything of importance. Let the feast begin!" Professor Dumbledore said as the golden plates and goblets before them filled suddenly with food and drink.

Screw them! Food comes first!

Well, those 5 have same idea as you. They have started eating.

Then there's no reason why I can't start eating! I thought as I grab some food.

Draco Malfoy's POV

Fuck! That creepy new guy is in my house!

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And it is done! The guess appearances are done! So, can anybody guess who is who?

Anyway, I hope you don't mind the fact that Dipper is in Slytherin. Originally, he was supposed to be in Ravenclaw but then I took the fact that Bill & Will must remain a secret into consideration and realized that the best place for him Slytherin. Also, Slytherin's common room is the furthest from Gryffindor's & the 2 houses basically hate each other so Dipper & the Ciphers wouldn't have enough time near Scrabbers to figure out that he is Wormtail & that he's a Death Eater & so on or else the fanfic will end before it even begins properly.

Hope you like this chapter! Also, all constructive criticism is welcome for I am not the best writer or the best at English.

Chess_Cat away! *rides my pet SeedEater into the sunset*