Dumbledore sat in his office and pondered the new school year. It was sure to be an action packed year, with the tri-wizard tournament being held. Come October, there would be students coming from both Beauxbatons and Drumstrang, along with their headmasters. Dumbledore was sure that it would cause some tension but if he had his way everything would go according to plan.
What stuck out to him, and what was causing his headache were the students from the Academia. The request had come through the minister, and Dumbledore couldn’t say no, not when they came from such a prestigious school.
His thoughts turned to Aiden Potter. He smiled to himself, his plan had gone perfectly and that annoying brat Harry had disappeared, thus allowing him to sink his claws into making sure that the boy-who-lived was his pawn.
He had started Aiden’s training and he was pleased to see that Aiden was able to hold his own. Aiden would be a capable wizard one day, that would follow Dumbledore.
He chuckled to himself. Nothing could ruin his plan.
Alexander looked out the window at the countryside rushing by. They had managed to find a compartment all to themselves, and currently Dante was taking a nap while Ana Maria was reading a novel.
It seemed, as they got closer to the school, there was a strange feeling in Alexander’s chest. He couldn’t place it. His hand went to his necklace, and it seemed to grow warm in his hand as if it was saying that his family was waiting.
The door to the compartment opened. Alexander turned to see who was at the door. It was a young girl, who seemed to be a first year.
She blushed, “oh…sorry. I didn’t think anyone was in here.” She turned to leave. Alexander narrowed his eyes; he thought he had caught a glint of tears at the corner of her eyes. He waved her in, “it’s ok. We don’t bite.” He grimaced. “Well I don’t, I can’t say the same thing about those two.” Ana Maria scowled, “really.”
The young girl came in and sat down next to Alexander. She seemed to be nervous. Alexander smiled, “what’s your name?”
She looked down at the ground, “Amara.”
“Amara. That’s a pretty name.” Alexander took out a notebook. “You don’t seem very happy. Did something happen?”
Amara bit her lip and slowly nodded. “I don’t really know anyone and I wanted to sit with my brother…but then Malfoy told me to get lost.”
Alexander frowned. “Well…your welcome to sit with us.” He winked at her. “As long as you don’t tell anyone our secret.”
Amara’s eyes widened. “Secret?”
Dante stretched and sat up. “Are you sure about this Alexander? We don’t really know her…what if she spills the beans?”
Amara deflated. Alexander punched Dante in the shoulder while Ana Maria hit the other shoulder.
Dante winced, “hey!”
Alexander gave Amara a smile, “it’s alright. I mean once we get to school anyway it’s going to come out,” and opened his notebook. He figured he had some time until they got to the school and was going to use this time to write some new lyrics.
He showed it to Amara, whose eyes widened. “Your…your…James Medici.”
He took back his notebook. “Can you keep it a secret?” He bent down close, “if you do…I can promise…” he whispered the rest in her ear. Her face flushed. Dante laughed. “Careful Alexander…I might get jealous.”
Ana Maria rolled her eyes and just picked her novel back up to continue reading. Alexander worked on some lyrics with Dante, and surprisingly Amara who had some great ideas.
Elara was still deep in thought over that new boy. “I swear…I’ve seen him somewhere before.”
Neville rolled his eyes. “Well if you haven’t figured it out by now then obviously he wasn’t very important for you to remember.”
Elara scowled, before setting on a new train of thought. “Where’s Amara? I haven’t seen her yet?”
Aiden looked out the window. “She wanted to sit with Teddy.”
Ginny frowned. “In the slytherin compartments…you know that’s not going to end up well.”
Elara nodded, “right. Especially with my dear older brother.”
Aiden shrugged. “Well…I’m sure she’s fine…she probably went to find Juniper and Mary.”
The door opened reveling Ron and Hermione who had been absent due to their prefect duties. Ron threw himself onto the seat, “man…that was such a drag. Why I had to be prefect…”
Aiden laughed. “Come on mate. You know secretly your pleased.”
Ron snorted and smacked Aiden.
The rest of the ride found themselves playing cards, and talking about what had happened over the summer and what to expect for the upcoming school year. They were pulling on their robes when Aiden realized something. “You know…Malfoy didn’t come by for his usual insult flurry.”
Ron nodded, “well that’s great then. No need to see that snake before we have too.”
Neville was in agreement. The train pulled into the station. The boys met up with the girls and went to find a carriage.
Elara paused, “you know…we never did find Amara, and I know for a fact she wasn’t with Juniper and Mary. I asked them.”
In the crowd of students, Aiden caught sight of his brother and Regulas with their friends. Upon further looking he found Juniper with Mary, heading for the carriages.
“Fir’st years! Fir’st years!” Hagrid yelled for the first years in the huge crowd. Aiden paused, he knew how fragile Amara was and he had promised his uncles that he would watch out for her, but it was getting late.
Hermione pointed, “There she is.” They followed her finger and were stunned. Amara was walking with those three foreigners, and what’s more is that she looked happy.
Elara was seething. “Does this mean that she got to ride with those hotties?”
Ginny nodded in agreement. “What luck.”
They continued to watch as the group of four made their way to where Hagrid was waiting. Hermione blinked, “well I guess they have to go with the first years.” She pulled on some sleeves. “Let’s go. We’re missing the carriages.”
Alexander was grinning with excitement as the train pulled into the station. He looked at his friends, “well this it. Who knows what will happen?”
AnaMaria smirked. “Really Alexander…aren’t you a bit too excited?”
Alexander shrugged his shoulders, “maybe.” She gave him a pointed glare. “Alright…yes I’m very excited. Is that better?”
She grinned, “much.”
Dante rolled his eyes but pulled on his robes. He gave a sound of displeasure. Alexander turned to him, “what was that for?”
“I can’t believe that they wear robes.” He gestured to his body, “Really, it seems so…”
Alexander laughed, “Well I think it makes you look very handsome.”
Dante grinned at his friend. “Same to you. In fact it makes me want to-“
Alexander blushed and put his hand over Dante’s mouth. Ana Maria was one thing but Amara was only eleven, and she didn’t need to know what went on behind closed doors.
They made their way out to the platform. They were supposed to head over with the first years, and the letter had told them to look for a half-giant of a man named Hagrid.
He wasn’t very hard to find, as he was a half-giant who was yelling for the first years. Alexander and his group made their way over, and followed the group to a bunch of boats on a lake. It was four to a boat so Amara joined Alexander and his friends and off they went.
Amara looked off in the distance. “I heard that this is the best part of coming to Hogwarts.”
It was apparent why because soon Alexander could see why. Hogwarts loomed up from the ground in front of them and it was a sight to behold. The moonlight seemed to make it glow, and Alexander’s breath caught in his throat.
“Wow!” Exclaimed Dante from beside him. Ana Maria could only nod. Alexander turned to Amara who was grinning. “Well…looks like you were right.”
They joined the group on the stairs leading to the front doors and were met by a stern looking witch who was waiting for the first years.
“I’ll take it from here Hagrid.”
The giant named Hagrid waved, and left them to the old lady. She then turned to the group and introduced herself.
“My name is Professor McGonagall and I am the transfiguration professor here at Hogwarts. From here you will walk into the great hall where you will be sorted into one of the four great houses. There is Gryffindor…”
She went on to explain each house, what they embodied and how during the year your house would be like your family.
“As such we work on a point system. Good conduct will be rewarded with points while misconduct will result in loss of points. At the end of the year the house with the most points wins the house cup.”
She turned around and led the group of first years towards the great hall.
Ana Maria walked forward with Amara keeping the young girl in quiet conversation. Alexander looked up and took a deep breath. Dante wrapped his arms around his friend, putting all his feelings into the embrace. Alexander understood, and thanked who ever lived above for a great friend.
Alexander thumped him in the chin. “Enough Dante.”
Dante released him and started walking forward. Knowing what Dante had been trying to do Alexander pulled him back, and whispered quietly. “Thanks.”
Ron was getting impatient. “Where are the first years? I’m hungry,” he moaned.
Aiden ignored his friend, and looked up at the head table. There was his uncle Severus, talking quietly with his mum. His dad was in a discussion with Professor Flitwick about something or another. There was Dumbledore sitting in the middle, and Aiden couldn’t help but feel a rush of intense dislike for the old headmaster. He was sure that the old man had something to do with Harry’s disappearance and he was going to find out.
At that moment the doors opened and the first years walked in behind Professor McGonagall.
Aiden could have sworn a bomb exploded the noise was so loud. Squeals and screams were heard from what seemed like every female in the great hall.
“No way…it’s James Medici.”
“He’s even more handsome in real life.”
“What’s he doing in school?”
“Oh..Do you think he has a girlfriend?”
“Whose his friend?”
“He’s just as good looking as James.”
“OMG…that’s Dante Del Luca.”
“AGHHH…this is going to be the best year yet.”
On and on it went. Alexander smirked at Dante as if he had known this would happen. Aiden couldn’t believe it. Ron was just staring with an open mouth. Neville looking the same beside him, Aiden looked around the great hall and it was the expression on most of the boy’s faces.
He couldn’t tell if it was from what the girls were screaming or if was because of the extremely hot female walking next to the two boys.
This went on for some time before Dumbledore got up and cleared his throat. He nodded at McGonagall, who took a stool and placed in up front. She set an old ragged hat on the stool, and waited. It was only a moment but the hat started to sing:
“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!”
Harry Potter and The Sorcerers’ Stone by JK Rowling
She unrolled a piece of parchment, “when I call your name please come forward.”
A timid looking boy stepped forward, walked to the stool and allowed the professor to place the hat on his head. A minute later the hat called out…”Hufflepuff.” On and on it went, Alexander zoned out not really paying attention except for when Amara was called.
She stepped forward. After getting a quick nod from her father went to the stool and placed the hat on her head. A minute later… “Hufflepuff.”
She grabbed the hat from her head and quickly made her way over to the table covered in yellows and browns.
Soon all that remained to be sorted were the three older students. Before they could be sorted though Dumbledore stood up. “I’m sure that most of you have noticed, but this year we will be holding host to a few special guests. They come from the Academia of Magica in Italy.” He sat back down and waved at McGonagall to continue.
“Luca Del, Ana Maria.”
Ana Maria strode forward in a calm manner despite the looks coming her way. Alexander muttered to Dante, “we’ll have to watch out for her.” Dante growled in agreement.
The hat was placed on her head, and Alexander and Dante waited to see where she would go. “Slytherin.”
Alexander gave Ana Maria a thumbs up as she took the hat off and went to sit at the table covered in greens and silvers.
“Luca Del, Dante.”
It was Dante’s turn. He went to the stool and the hat was placed on his head. He wasn’t sure what to expect and was unprepared for the voice that spoke in his head. “Hmmm. I can see that you care for your friend very much. That’s a quality seen in Hufflepuffs, but you also have a thirst for knowledge seen in Ravenclaws…where should I put you? I know just the place…use your time well. This will be one interesting year.”
The hat rang out…”Ravenclaw.”
He whisked the hat off his head and made his way to the Ravenclaw table, sitting down next to a young girl with auburn hair and hazel/green eyes.
This was it. He sat on the stool and ignored the stares coming is way. “Hmmm,” a voice spoke in his head. “I sense your journey. You will find what you seek…but beware...danger lurks.” Alexander was confused, and wanted to speak with the hat more but it seemed to have said its piece. “Gryffindor.”
The hat was whisked off his head, and Alexander made his way to the red and gold table. He sat down in an empty spot, wishing that one of his friends had been sorted into the same house.
The sorting over Dumbledore stood up “let the feast begin.”
Food began to fill the tables. Alexander was amazed at how many foods there seemed to be. There was the usual British fare but he was surprised to see some of his favorite Italian foods as well. He filled a plate with all his favorites.
He ate and was in food heaven. He was so deep in food bliss that he didn’t notice that someone had sat down next to him. Keeping the spoon in his mouth he turned. It was a girl. She seemed to be about 15, and had hair so light that it looked white. Her piercing gray eyes, locked onto his green ones, and she gave him a smile.
“So…the great James Medici…”
He swallowed. “Please…call me by my middle name, Alexander.”
She grinned and offered him her hand, “and mine’s Elara.”
Ginny snorted. “Look at that. She’s already moving in.”
Lavender Brown, a Gryffindor girl Hermione’s age, frowned. She flipped her hair, “well we can’t let her have all the fun.” She got up and went over as well.
Her best friend Parvati coughed, “hey…wait for me.” She followed. She pulled Hermione along, “you should come too…you’re the prefect.”
Suffice to say the men at the Gryffindor table were not happy.
Alexander was thinking fast. He needed to get these girls away from him or they would drive him crazy. He shook his head to make him pay attention. “I’m sorry…what did you say?”
The brown haired beauty, who he thought was named Lavender, repeated her question. “So…are you seeing anyone right now?”
Alexander smirked. This was perfect, plus it would help keep his foolery with Ana Maria true. He was sure Dante wouldn’t mind.
He leaned in and beckoned her forward. She leaned in, and most of the girls tried to keep the jealousy off their faces. “You know that man I came in with?” She nodded. Alexander flashed her his best smile and whispered in her ear. “He’s my amour.”
“What!” She yelled. “Are you serious?”
Alexander just kept smiling. “Very.”
She turned to the Ravenclaw table, and at that moment Dante looked up. His eyes caught Alexander’s and he gave a smile that should be illegal. Lavender blushed, “well…that’s…”
Parvati was exasperated. “What did he tell you?”
Lavender looked at her best friend. She pointed to Dante, “That’s his lover.”
Suffice to say after that dinner conversation, the females at Hogwarts were crushed that the one and only James Medici was taken…and by a fellow male.