CHAPTER II

One thing Harry had never understood in all his years at Hogwarts was why they took the train to school. Why spend nearly six hours sitting in a small compartment when they could just as easily arrive in less than a minute by portkey or floo? Nonetheless, Harry had never been so thankful for anything (except, perhaps, for the chance to go back in time) as he was for the train ride, since it allowed him and Daphne the chance to bond with Anthony and Sophie.

All too soon, they were exiting the train and making their way over to Hagrid, who, just like last time, was shouting for first years a few feet away from the lake. Harry made sure that he got a boat with Daphne, Sophie, and Anthony, as he could clearly see the empty seat beside Ron Weasley. If that wasn't a dead give away that he wanted Harry to sit there, his shouts of, "stay away from me, me and my mate Harry Potter are getting this boat all too ourselves," certainly were.

"I don't understand why he thinks that you're his friend," said Sophie, who, in the four hours they had spent together, had opened up to the point of feeling comfortable enough share a boat with Harry 'the boy-who-lived' Potter instead of other quiet people in hopes of going unnoticed, as she had the last time around.

Anthony nodded in agreement. "What kind of self-centered prat gets told off by a famous person, and then begins shouting that said famous person is his best friend four hours later?"

Ron Weasley did not get his wish of sitting next to Harry Potter, or his wish of having a boat to himself. Instead, he spent the ride across the lake shouting at Ernie MacMillan and Neville Longbottom about how it was all their fault that Harry Potter wasn't sitting with him.

"It's rather entertaining to watch now that the sting of things has mostly gone away, isn't it?" Murmured Daphne, not loud enough for Sophie and Anthony to hear her.

"I suppose," said Harry. "Honestly, it's rather annoying that we haven't even arrived at school yet and Weasley's already damaging my reputation," he said the second part loud enough for Sophie and Anthony to hear.

"I pity you, mate," said Anthony. Sophie nodded in agreement. Suddenly, there was a splash from a few feet away. Harry, Daphne, Sophie, and Anthony turned to see that Ernie MacMillan, clearly fed up with Ron's obnoxious shouting, had shoved him into the lake. Weasley was splashing wildly with a look of fear on his face. Ernie seemed triumphant, while Neville looked looked terrified.

Hagrid didn't seem to notice, despite Ron's screaming and loud splashing. "I'm drowning!" He exclaimed. "How dare you push me into the lake! My best mate Harry Potter is going to-"

"Nobody cares!" Shouted a clearly annoyed girl. Harry thought her name was Megan Jones, though he couldn't recall what house she'd been in.

Eventually, Hermione Granger took pity on Ron, and reached over to help him into her boat. Susan Bones, Hannah Abbott, and Terry Boot didn't seem very happy about it, and their boat looked like it might tip over at any moment with the added weight of a fifth person (something Hagrid had clearly warned against with his shouts of, "no more than four a boat" before they had climbed in).

The boat, by some miracle, probably magic, had not broken or tipped over, and soon the first years were climbing out onto the shore and being led inside by Hagrid. Sophie seemed terrified, while Anthony had a look of fake confidence on his face. Hagrid led them up a few flights of stairs, before coming to a stop.

"First years, professor Mcgonagall," he said, nodding toward said woman who was standing in front of the great hall's doors. He entered the hall, leaving the transfiguration teacher alone with the new first years.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Mcgonagall. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with your house, sleep in the house dormitory and spend free time in your house common room.

"The four houses are called Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While at Hogwarts, triumphs will earn you house points while rule-breaking will lose them. At the end of the year, the house with the most points will be awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.

"The ceremony will begin in a few minutes. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up while you wait," she gave a stern look to Ron Weasley, who, like last time, had a smudge of dirt on his nose, before saying, "I will return when we are ready for you," and turning to reenter the great hall.

Ron, like last time, murmured something about wrestling a troll, while Harry and Daphne gave Anthony and Sophie reassuring looks.

"Don't worry," said Harry. "I heard from an older student that we only have to try on a mind-reading hat," he said. Anthony and Sophie looked both doubtful and relieved.

"It's true," said Daphne. "It even says so in The Misconceptions of Magical Schools by Glennis Fawley." That seemed to convince Anthony and Sophie, and they both calmed down.

Suddenly, there were some screams from the back of the group. Harry looked back to see a mass of ghosts streaming through the wall. Just like last time, they spoke amongst themselves and seemed to not see the first years. The Hufflepuff ghost finally took notice of them.

"New students!" Said the Fat Friar. "About to be sorted, I suppose. Hope to see you in Hufflepuff. My old house, you know."

Professor MgGonagall returned. "Move along now," she called to the ghosts. "The sorting ceremony is about to start. Form a line," she told the first years. "And follow me."

The first years lined up, and Harry found himself between Daphne and one of the Carrow twins, although he didn't know which one. They entered the great hall, and everyone, including Harry and Daphne (because it would look suspicious if they didn't), gasped.

"The ceiling's enchanted to look like the sky," said Hermione to Terry Boot, who nodded, clearly unsure of what to say seeing as he was a pure blood and had probably already known. "I read about it in Hogwarts, a History."

Suddenly, the sound of music filled Harry's ears as the sorting hat burst into song.

Oh you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

if you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folks use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!

The hall burst into applause.

"Now," McGonagall announced. "I will call your name, and you will come up and try on the sorting hat, which will tell you your house. Abbott, Hannah."

Hannah Abbott rushed over to the stool and eagerly put on the sorting hat. "Hufflepuff," it called, just like last time. Susan Bones joined her, and then Terry Boot became the first Ravenclaw, followed by Brocklehurst, Mandy. Lavender Brown became the first Gryffindor, and Millicent Bulstrode the first Slytherin.

A few names later, Anthony was called up. The hat was only on his head for about fifteen seconds before declaring him a Ravenclaw. Harry clapped and grinned, though unsurprised. He noticed that Anthony had saved a few extra seats. Goyle, Gregory made Slytherin, while Hermione once again sat down at the Gryffindor table. Greengrass, Daphne was called next, and the crowd froze in shock. Full attention was on Daphne as the missing Greengrass made her way up to the stool. The hat was on her head for about thirty seconds, not long at all, before declaring her a Ravenclaw. She grinned brightly, making it very clear that that was the house she had been hoping for, before going over to the Ravenclaw table and sitting across from Anthony.

Daphne was followed by Hufflepuffs Wayne Hopkins and Megan Jones (so that was her house). After that, Neville returned to Gryffindor and MacMillan and Malfoy went to Hufflepuff and Slytherin respectively. Roger Malone, who Harry didn't recognize (he had probably been one of the more shy students), went to Hufflepuff. Theodore Nott went to Slytherin, and McGonagall finally made it to the Ps. After Parkinson, Patil, and Patil were sorted, Harry was called up.

Whispers broke out amongst the students.

"The Harry Potter?"

"Harry Potter as in the boy-who-lived?"

"Harry Potter's actually at Hogwarts, no way!"

People were even more attentive than they had been for Daphne as the boy-who-lived walked up to the stool. Harry saw Dumbledore frown, most likely at Harry's obvious confidence.

"Another time traveler, eh?" Asked the hat. "Brilliant mind, you would do well in any house, but I see you prefer Ravenclaw. Ah, but you have something to say before I sort you?"

"Next year when Ginny Weasley comes, she'll be writing in a very dark diary. Convince her the diary is evil and have her bring it to her head of house. Open her eyes to Dumbledore's schemes, and whatever you do, don't sort her into Gryffindor."

"Rather demanding, aren't you?" Asked the hat. "I make no promises, but I'll do my best. RAVENCLAW!"

Everyone stared in shock. Harry Potter had been sorted into Ravenclaw. Not only that, but it had taken forty seconds, slightly shorter than average, which meant that the hat hadn't had much difficulty (or, more accurately, didn't spend long debating between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, the house that Harry had been expected to go to). Harry smiled brightly, just like Daphne had, before walking over to the Ravenclaw table and sitting down next to his girlfriend.

The Ravenclaw table went wild, screaming and cheering as Harry sat down. The look on Dumbledore's face would probably be Harry's new patronus memory. The cheering continued as the next person was sorted, so Harry barely heard Oliver River go to Ravenclaw. He cheered loudly for Sophie, who was called next, and at the sight of him cheering the rest of Ravenclaw cheered as well. Sophie looked startled by her enthusiastic welcoming.

There were only five people left after Sophie was sorted, so it didn't take long. Ron Weasley was a major hat stall, sitting there for three minutes with the sorting hat on his head. Curious about what was taking so long, Harry used legilimency to listen to what the hat was saying. Ron was screaming in his mind about how he had to go to Ravenclaw to be with his best mate, or Gryffindor to be with his siblings, and "fellow kings of the school," as he put it. The hat debated both Slytherin and Hufflepuff, but eventually agreed to put Ron into Gryffindor, due only to his pride.

After the sorting was over, Dumbledore stood up and smiled down at them. "Welcome!" he called. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Before we begin our banquet, I'd like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!" He sat back down, and everyone clapped.

Suddenly, the food appeared on the table. Harry immediately began piling some salad on his plate, while Daphne did the same. He remembered his old life, where he hadn't eaten nearly as healthy. The thought of all of the unhealthy food he ate then, now made him sick.

He didn't eat much, instead he opted to spend his time getting to know his new housemates. The other girls in the year were Padma Patil, Su Li, Lisa Turpin, and Mandy Brocklehurst. Su Li was incredibly sweet, and very creative. She enjoyed writing, mostly storybooks. Padma Patil was an avid reader. She was shy when you didn't know her, but loud and crazy when with her friends. Lisa Turpin was obsessed with horses and loved animals. Despite being a pure blood, she had a muggle upbringing. Mandy Brocklehurst was a major bookworm. She supported werewolf rights and equal rights for muggle borns.

The other boys were Michael Corner, Terry Boot, Oliver Rivers, and Stephan Cornfoot. Terry Boot was really nice and a bit loud. He enjoyed drawing. Michael Corner was almost put in Gryffindor. He had lots of charisma and was very chivalrous. His love for studying unique topics, however, had gotten him into Ravenclaw. Oliver River was the type to be so quiet you forgot he was there, and then start speaking after the conversation was over, pointing out every flaw in both the grammar and the content of the conversation. Stephen Cornfoot was the only muggle born Ravenclaw. He enjoyed running and football, and was one of the cheekiest people Harry had ever met, past life included.

One thing they all had in common was their love for knowledge. Even with the intellectual blocks, Harry had felt like he was speaking to two year olds almost every time he had spoken to fellow Gryffindors in his past life. It had been even worse going to primary school this time around with all of his past knowledge and no intellectual blocks. It felt nice to finally have a decent conversation with someone other than Daphne. He could clearly see the difference between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, even though he had just been sorted. Already, the Ravenclaw first years were friendly with each other, and instead of splitting up into different groups, everyone talked together, happy to be a part of the conversation. No one spoke over each other, or tried to make a grab for attention. When a sixth year prefect, Geraldine Hooper, began discussing lessons, all of the first years quieted and paid close attention.

The house ghost, the gray lady, rather than choose to sit in one spot like the other ghosts had done, moved around throughout the course of dinner, speaking in a quiet voice to all of the students. She knew each one by name, and, rather than holding a conversation like one might expect, she instead offered advice. Everyone clung on to her every word, and took her advice to heart, storing it away in the back of their minds where they would never forget. "Her advice," Penelope Clearwater had said, "is very valuable. We're very lucky to have her as our house ghost." Some older students, Harry noted, had even brought notebooks and quills with them to the feast, and were eagerly writing down every piece of advice she offered.

At a quarter to eight, Dumbledore stood up and the food disappeared. He told them of the start of term notices, and Harry listened with only half an ear. The speech seemed slightly different from last time, although he couldn't be sure since it had been so long ago. He spoke about the Forbidden forest, quidditch tryouts, and the use of magic in the corridors. He announced that the third floor corridor was forbidden, and Harry could have sworn he was looking straight at him as he said that. Harry knew that Dumbledore wanted him to go after the stone, which was the very reason he was determined to have nothing to do with it. Harry winced at the sound of the school song being sung. He did notice, though, that the Ravenclaw's were all singing to the same tune, and that they probably would have sounded really nice if the rest of the school hadn't chimed in.

Harry got to his feet and followed Penelope Clearwater and Lyle Coriolanus to the Ravenclaw common room, pretending to desperately try to memorize the way like the rest of his housemates. After a few minutes, they arrived at the entrance to Ravenclaw tower.

"This is the entrance to the Ravenclaw common room," said Penelope. "In order to enter, you must answer a philosophical question, brain teaser, or riddle asked by the eagle knocker. If your answer is acceptable, you will be let in. If it isn't, you will have to continue guessing or wait for someone else."

She knocked on the door, and the eagle asked, "Not far off shore a ship stands with a rope ladder hanging over her side. The rope has 10 rungs. The distance between each rung is 12 inches. The lowest rung touches the water. The ocean is calm. Because of the incoming tide, the surface of the water rises 4 inches per hour. How soon will the water cover the third rung from the top rung of the rope ladder?"

"Do any of you want to give it a shot?" Asked Lyle. Harry thought for a moment. This was one of the things he had most been looking forward to about Ravenclaw: entering the common room. He had found a surprising fondness for riddles after his intellectual block was removed.

"Never," he said, and the other first years turned to look at him curiously. "The rope ladder will rise with the water, so it will never cover the third rung."

"Correct," called the knocker, and the door swung open.

"Good job," said Penelope, and Lyle nodded in agreement.

"Not many people get it right the first time," he said.

Lyle and Penelope led them inside, and Harry looked around. When he had been here before, he had only taken note of what he expected: the blue and bronze, the bookshelves, and the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw. Now, he paid closer attention. The floors were deep blue carpeting, and the walls were made of bookshelves. There was a second floor, so to speak. It was small, and formed a ring along the outside of the common room. It was made up mostly of bookshelves, with a small walk way in the innermost part of the circle. There were three staircases in the room. Two on opposite sides, leading up to the second floor. They twisted around in a circle like a spiral, but the spiral was loose, barely going around in a full circle the whole way up. In the middle of the common room was the third staircase. It was also a spiral, but it was much tighter than the other two. It was the biggest staircase Harry had ever seen, and definitely the most impressive. It was made of bronze, which was coiled into intricate patterns. The railing was gold, and the steps were covered in rich blue carpeting.

The common room was filled with an assortment of blue, gold, and bronze furniture (couches, chairs, and desks, among other things), but rather than it all being one shade of blue, like the Gryffindor common room was one shade of red, there were different shades. Much of the common room was also white and silver, giving it a slightly more airy feel than that of the Gryffindor common room. There was a large fire place, and the most beautiful and intricate chandelier Harry had ever seen hanging from the ceiling. The statue of Rowena Ravenclaw stood tall and proud, and, for the first time, Harry noticed what a beautiful piece of artwork it was. The Ravenclaw common room was much nicer than the Gryffindor common room, which always seemed to scream, 'you're in Gryffindor'.

"Welcome to the Ravenclaw common room," called Penelope. "These are the sixth and seventh year prefects, Geraldine Hooper, Adam Heather, Demetria Gonzalez, and Gordon MacDougal." She and Lyle went up the grand staircase, leaving the first years alone with the other prefects.

"As Penelope said, welcome to Ravenclaw," said Demetria.

"Here we value wisdom, creativity, and acceptance, among other things," said Gordon. "As a Ravenclaw, you are expected to be accepting of everyone's ideas and personality, study hard, and get good grades."

"Ravenclaws are unified, and no arguments are to leave this common room, lest they damage our house's reputation," said Adam.

"Ravenclaw first years are always given a student handbook, which includes the rules of Ravenclaw and a guide to your first year at Hogwarts," said Geraldine. "Demetria is handing out your books now."

Demetria was, indeed, handing out small, bronze notebooks with 'The Ravenclaw Handbook,' etched into the cover in fancy blue writing.

"Inside of your book is a map, so you don't get lost on your way to classes," said Adam. "Ravenclaw house does not tolerate tardiness for lessons."

"Although everything you need to know is in your handbook, we'll give you a basic outline of your time at Hogwarts and expectations as a Ravenclaw," Demetria told them. "As first years, your job is to study hard and focus on adjusting to Hogwarts. You are expected to attend study sessions every Tuesday and Friday for an hour. If you have an O, you are expected to help the other students. If you have any other grade, you are expected to ask for help. Es are not considered bad grades, but they are improvable. One thing that is stressed in Ravenclaw house is that if your grades can be improved, work to improve them. If your grades can't be improved, work to maintain them. In Ravenclaw, being in the bottom half of the year grade-wise is considered unacceptable. Poor grades will be excused only if you study hard and do everything you can to bring the grade up, and it's not working."

"During your second year at school," said Geraldine, "you are expected to join the first years' Friday study sessions in order to help them if they need it. You are not required to have study sessions of your own, but you are advised to do so. In second year you are allowed to join the quidditch team and after school extracurriculars, but if your grades begin to drop you will have to forfeit your spot on the team or resign from any extracurriculars until you bring your grades up again."

"In third year you get to choose your electives," Adam told them. "There are five electives: divination, muggle studies, care of magical creatures, arithmancy, and ancient runes. Everyone is required to pick two or three, but as Ravenclaws you must pick three. You can take OWLs for some electives, even if you don't actually take the class. If you plan on taking OWLs for all five of them, I recommend you take ancient runes, arithmancy, and care of magical creatures, because those are the hardest to do independent study for. During third year you have no obligations to do a study group of help younger years, but a study group is still advised."

"In fourth year, you will be student guides," said Gordon. "You will each be assigned a first year to look after and show around. You will meet your student guides after this. Usually, a boy is assigned a girl guide, and a girl is assigned a boy guide. Two groups will stick together. So you will technically have two guides and a friend with you at all times. The first years choose who they group with, which is one reason we suggest you all try to get along. You could be stuck with any person if the opposite gender as guide buddies in fourth year."

"In fifth year you take OWLs," said Geraldine. "They're ordinary wizarding levels, and the second most important exams you will take in your whole lives. Slacking off during OWL year is not allowed. During fifth year, two of you will also become prefects. Fifth year prefects lead the first years to the common room and answer any questions the first years have on the way there. Being a prefect is a great honor. All of you should aspire to be one, but the majority of you sadly won't become one. Don't get upset. Professor Flitwick, our head of house, is always saying how difficult it is to pick prefects."

"During sixth year you will begin taking NEWT level classes," Demetria informed them. "The average number of classes to take is five. The minimum is three and the maximum is seven. As Ravenclaw students, you must take at least five NEWT level classes. Six is advised, but seven takes up a lot of time, so you shouldn't take seven classes without thinking it over and talking with Professor Flitwick, who will be honest when telling you if he thinks your capable or not."

"Seventh year you will be taking NEWTs," said Adam. "NEWTs are the most important wizarding tests you will ever take. Some may argue that the tests you take to get a mastery, if you choose to do so, are more important. I disagree."

"NEWTs are the last tests you will take at Hogwarts," said Gordon. "They are very difficult. Seventh year is every bit as stressful as fifth year. During seventh year, two students out of all the houses will be chosen as heads. Being a head student is the biggest honor you can be awarded. As of now, it should be a goal for all of you. One thing you should all keep in mind during fifth and sixth year, is that you don't have to be a prefect to become a head. Although it's rare for a head to not have been a prefect before, it is possible."

"Now," said Adam. "Geraldine has gone to get the fourth years," Harry noticed that the blonde sixth year prefect was no longer there. "You will meet with your new assigned partner, but only briefly. After that we'll show you the dorms and the bathrooms. Your dorms are on the third floor, and there are two to a room. While we're waiting for Geraldine to get back, please partner up with who you want to bunk with, and I'll write it down and go set your rooms up."

Harry partnered with Anthony, Michael partnered with Terry, Oliver partnered with Stephen, Daphne partnered with Sophie, Su partnered with Mandy, and Padma partnered with Lisa. Adam wrote their names down, then left to prepare their rooms, leaving the first years with the two seventh year prefects, Demetria and Gordon. Less than a minute later, Geraldine returned with the fourth years.

"All right," she called. "I'll be reading off your fourth year buddies. Everyone, please partner with someone of the opposite gender." Harry partnered with Daphne, and Sophie partnered with Anthony. The other Ravenclaws paired up, and Harry heard two of the fourth years groan as Lisa and Terry partnered together. Geraldine glared at them.

Harry was paired with Emma Frances, while Daphne was paired with Cole Whitby. Emma was medium height with long light brown hair, light green eyes, and magenta wire rimmed glasses. Cole was short, with short dark brown hair and really dark blue eyes. They were really nice, Harry immediately discovered. They acted like twins, and Cole said that they had been best friends since before Hogwarts. Emma and Cole took about two minutes to 'adopt' Harry and Daphne, calling them their baby brother and sister. Cole seemed like a bit of a trouble maker, but Emma seemed to have a prefect's badge in her near future (Harry didn't know if she was actually a prefect or not, he had been to busy with life or death situations in his past life to pay attention to Ravenclaw prefects, and he knew Daphne hadn't paid them much attention either).

After about twenty minutes of getting to know their 'fourth year buddies,' as Geraldine had put it, the fourth years and Geraldine went upstairs.

"While Geraldine and Adam finish getting your bedrooms ready, do you have any questions?" Gordon asked. Thirteen hands shot in the air. Lisa was so eager she raised both hands. "Lisa Turpin, is it?" He asked.

Lisa nodded. "When will we get our schedules? What if we don't like what our room looks like? What if we have special diets? When do classes start? What if our roommate is allergic to our pet? What if-"

"Slow down!" Exclaimed Demetria. "You'll get your schedules at breakfast tomorrow, and will have enough times to go back to the dorms and get your books. You can redecorate your rooms later, but Adam is very observant and was listening carefully to what you said at dinner, I doubt you won't like them. As for special diets, I assume you mean something like vegetarian or vegan?" Lisa nodded. "There's plenty of food without meat or animal products in it. Special diet people will be fine. Classes start at 9:00, unless you have astronomy the night before. Then they start at 10:45. And is your roommate allergic to your pet?"

Lisa shook her head. "It was hypothetical."

"Then don't worry about it," Gordon told her. "Any more questions?"

Eleven more hands went up. Demetria sighed, and called on Terry.

Thirty questions and almost twenty minutes later, Harry followed Gordon and Demetria up the stairs. They went up to the third floor, and Harry looked around. There was a circular room with eight doors, and the grand staircase in the middle. Six doors had names engraved in them, while one said boys' bathroom and the other said girls' bathroom. The first years took a quick glance at the bathrooms. There were two toilet stalls, six sinks, and four shower stalls. The bathroom was every bit as grand as the common room.

Finally, Harry entered his new dorm room. There were two four poster beds, one on the wall left of the door, and one on the wall across from it. Each bed had a dresser at the end of it, a bookshelf on the left side, and a bedside table on the right side. There were two chairs next to the door with a side table that had a lamp on it in between them. Two desks were up against the wall to the right of the door. The floors were dark wood with a blue rug. The beds were the same color as the wood, with blue sheets, bronze curtains, and white pillows. The walls were dark blue at the bottom, and the color faded as it got higher up and changed to bronze. Harry loved it.

"All of your things have been unpacked by the house elves, and your trunks are under your beds," Gordon said. "Lights out at 10:00."

Harry glanced at the clock. 9:20. He wasn't planning on staying up much longer. Juliet meowed from her spot on the bed which was against the wall left of the door. Her amber eyes looked at him curiously. "I guess that's my bed," Harry said, nodding toward the bed his cat occupied. Without waiting for and answer, he sat down on the bed and pulled Juliet onto his lap. He took out the Ravenclaw handbook and started reading.

At 9:40, he and Anthony set an alarm and went to sleep. Juliet curled up next to him, and Harry smiled contently. Hopefully, he wouldn't have potions or history of Magic the next day. He fell into a deep, dreamless sleep, thoughts of his new life at Hogwarts fresh on his mind.

A/N: What do you guys think if chapter two? I know it took me a little while to update, but I hope that the length of the chapter (about 5,000 words) makes up for it. Please comment on my questions from the A/Ns in my previous chapters. Who should be in Harry's friend group? What pairings do you want to see (apart from the obvious Harry and Daphne)? I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and please comment.