Estelle was thrown out of the fireplace as she coughed up the frog. Quite literally a frog that was in her throat.

  "Woah that's so-
  "Cool, we should-"
  "Try that sometime."
  "It would be-"
  "A hilarious prank."

  "I think I'm drunk." Muttered Estelle.  Looking at the identical boys standing on the other side of the room.

  "Nope." One said popping the P. "There is-" "two of us" the other cut in.

  She examined their robes for a moment, taking note of the crest. "So I guess I'm at Hogwarts then."

  "Yes, but I don't think you meant to be here in my office." Said a man with long black hair and grey eyes. "Who are you?" He held his wand tucked behind his back.

  "Estelle Lewis. Who are you and can you point me to Dumbledore?" Estelle jumped up.

  "Lewis..." he muttered before shaking his head and looking up at her. "Sirius Black or Professor Black, I can, uh- you two go pr- Jam- Professor Potters office."

  The red headed twins saluted and walked out the door. Estelle looked at his challengingly as he stared at her puzzled.

  "Alright, let's go." He said walking out of the room, giving up on the staring contest. Estelle shrugged before following him out the door.

  The first thing she noticed was how large the hall was. Tall and wide. Next was the maze of stairs, a lot of stairs, fake and moving. Estelle quickly decided she hated this when they had finally made it to a large bird statue.

  "So, you like birds." She said to the man who she had been following as if it was an intense game of follow the leader.

  "Sherbet Lemon." He said to the statue. "Oh, so you really like birds." She said trying to lighten the mood. He still seemed puzzled and unsure but she understood. If some had been thrown from her fireplace and coughed up a frog onto her floor then wondered if they were drunk, she too would be concerned.

  The bird began to twist up into stairs. Her mouth fell open in shock, they didn't have anything like this at Durmstrang, this was going to be a long walk.

  "Here, step on, it's less stairs." The raven haired man muttered as he stepped onto the ascending stairs.

  Estelle slowly nodded and stepped onto the stairs. She looked around the tunnel like room. "Hm, so it's like an escalator." She said, more to herself than the man in front of her.

  Professor Black looked at her over his shoulder. " What's an escalator?" He questioned.

  "Oh um, it's a staircase that moved up and down so you don't have to, their common in large muggle places where you do a lot of walking, like malls and airports." She explained, staring up at the ceiling, trying to make sure she was explaining it right.

  "Huh." Was all he replied as the stairs reached a door. He reached up and knocked before opening.

  "ESTELLE LEO REED, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, I HAVE BEEN WORRIED OUT OF MY MIND, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO SPEAK LOUDLY AND CLEARLY, NOW HOW FU- oww..." The angry ginger yelled until Lucia elbowed her in the ribs.

  "Sheesh sorry mum, I got a frog it my throat. Ended up in this strange man's office." Estelle pointed to Sirius Black with her thumb, shrugging.

  "Oh..." Hazel looked down. "Yeah... Sorry that may have been my fault..."

  Lucia rolled her eyes and grabbed Estelle by the arm and drug her over by Hazel. "Thank you sir for returning my dear friend, I apologize for the frogs and any trouble she has caused you."

  A light grin broke out over the man's face, "Wasn't much-"

  "I'm sorry." Estelle cut him off in a are you serious voice. "Did you say frogs" she stressed the S. "As in multiple frogs, not just one?"

  Hazel nodded "Oh yeah, definitely, one frog is for weaklings, uh... Why? How many did you puke up?"

  "One, how many am I supposed to puke up?"

  "Like um... Seven..."

  "Well while we wait for Miss. Reed to lose the other six frogs, how about we sort you three?" Dumbledore said, finally bringing the attention to himself and the stern looking woman beside him. "Sirius, shall you be staying?"

  Sirius shrugged. "Why not." He sat down on an arm chair in the same position as a mom on say yes to the dress.

  "Hello, I am Prof-" the stern woman started in a heavy Scottish accent.

  "Take it away McGonagall." Dumbledore interrupted, earning a harsh glare from the Scot.

  "I am Professor McGonagall, I will be sorting you into on of four houses, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Gryffindor. Hufflepuff, the just and loyal, patient and true. Ravenclaw, wit and minds ready to learn. Slytherin, cunning and ambitious. And finally Gryffindor, Brave, daring, and chivalry. Now, this is the sorting hat which will sort you into on of the four houses. I will call you-" McGonagall held a ratty hat up.

  "I'm sorry, a hat is dissecting our personalities and choosing where we sleep? A hat? That hat? The one that doesn't look like it'll see tomorrow?" Estelle interrupted.

  "You know what Ms. Reed, how about you go first since you seem to have a lot of thoughts on this. Sit down." McGonagall snapped.

  "Alright alright" the raven haired girl sat down on the stool, hands raised in surrender. The hat dropped onto her head and covered her eyes.

  "I think it's too big." Estelle stated.

  Oh a sarcastic fighter I see. Hm...

  "I'm sorry what- don't call me a fighter that makes me sound controllable like a soldier or something."

  Lucia looked at her friend, many questions rushing through her head.

  "The hat talks." Sirius stated, helping the dirty blonde girl out.

  "It talks?" She questioned.

  "Yeah, it sees your brain and talks to you about yourself."

  "Oh... That's great..."

  "Yeah, the Hogwarts founders enchanted it or something, I'm not sure, I've refused to read Hogwarts a history out of spite and to keep a bet going." Sirius shrugged, still staring at the hat, occasionally glancing at her.

  "Oh wow... So do you like... Throw it a birthday party every ye-"

  "Party?" Estelle questioned from the stool as the the hat shouted GRYFFINDOR.

McGonagall pulled the hat off her head as Estelle stood. "There's a party?" She asked as she walked towards Lucia.

  "No." Sirius shook his head.

  "Dam-" Estelle was cut off my a quill thrown at her. It didn't hit her of course but she just kind of watched the feather float to the ground, understanding her friends intentions.

  "Alright, we're already going alphabetically backwards so why not continue that was, Miss. Potter?" Professor McGonagall stated.

  Sirius perked up, looking at Hazel. "Not like those Potters Professor, I am my own, I am one." She stated.

  McGonagall sat the hat onto Hazel's head.

  Hidden bravery and another sarcastic. Extremely ambitious though. Quite daring in pranks though, you aren't afraid of challenging authority and getting in trouble, especially when you have a friend that will benefit. But you're so angry, so so angry, you keep that all down? Well clearly not all of it...

  GRYFFINDOR

"It does talk in your head." She stated, handing the hat back to McGonagall.

  Hazel high fived Estelle as Lucia approached the stool.

  "Alright let's do this." She said confidently.

   A werewolf. But you're different... Not scared of yourself, you hate it of course but, you don't hate the wolf as much as others.

  You're intelligent certainly but inclined to only keeping it up for the image.

  Your also a challenger. You like loopholes in rules don't you... Like your friend.

  And your friends. You'd never leave either of them behind like you were left. You'd find a way to save them, just as they'd do for you.

  You're caring and loyal. Intelligent but not cocky about it. You know you aren't better than everyone. And you are brave to go through that monthly. You needed to hear that. You keep yourself up. You also support your friends but you're so used to being alone that you support yourself against  fire and flame. That takes a strong person.

  GRYFFINDOR

  "Wonderful, more trou- I mean amazing hardworking students." Dumbledore said,  smiling at the door, burning a hole through it with his eyes.

  "Professor, the girls Gryffindor dorm is full currently-" McGonagall started.

  " No we won't expand it that much, they'll have their own dorm, take the sixth girl from the other dorm, the quiet one who's alone, and put her with these three more of a balance." Dumbledore planned. "Maybe if she comes out of her shell she'll be a better student. Not that she's terrible but... She could probably be bet-"

  "Professor, you cannot keep talking poorly about the students who don't excel or fail as well as everyone else, it's okay for some students to be average." McGonagall scolded Dumbledore.

  Dumbledore stood, ignoring the stern woman's words as he looked at the time. "Five o' clock, wonderful, supper. Come you three, I shall emba- I mean introduce you to the entire school at supper before the food arrives, you'll sit at the red and gold table, the Gryffindor one and follow your house mates back to the common room. The password is Caput Draconis at the portrait of the fat lady. Professor McGonagall will arrange for someone to show you around tomorrow morning. As today is Friday, your classes will start Monday so you will have time to adjust." Dumbledore overloaded the girls with information as he walked towards the door.

  "Well he was right about one thing" Hazel whispered. "This is going to be embarrassing."

  "You got that right. I'll help you fight off the people who think your related to the famous Potter's though." Estelle whispered back as the small group Piled onto the Stairs again, which started to descend with them on it.

  "Wow, this is like an escalator." Lucia stated, watching the stairs carefully.

   "Yes it is." Sirius stated, pretending he knew what that was.

~April 7, 2024~