Wizarding Week

Louise has always dreamt of going somewhere completely new, and when her school organises an exchange with a mysterious school called Hogwarts, it's her perfect moment. Louise doesn't realise the magic behind the doors of Hogwarts, and maybe, just maybe, she might even fit in with the people there more.


1. Arriving.

I'd always wanted to do an exchange somewhere, and going to a completely normal boarding school for girls, I never really got to mingle with anyone else. The bus was loud, the boys school had come with us too. We were doing an exchange with a school called Hogwarts. I'd never heard of it, but it seemed interesting. When I had typed it in on the internet, only a few results had come up, most of them included magic, but I discarded that thought to the side. 

I was sat next to my best friend, Heather, she was nervous, she was never very good at meeting new people. I wanted to comfort her, tell her everything would be okay, because I knew it would. However, at that moment, I just wanted to listen to my iPod and take in the scenery. I was in my fifth year at Grangewood School for Girls, I was sixteen. 

The bus grinded to a halt suddenly, and we were thrust forwards in our seats. Heather, who had been asleep, grunted and opened her eyes. We were here. I pressed my palms against the cold window of the bus, there was a castle outside, well, it looked like a castle. It's turrets were looming over us, it was beautiful. Behind the school was a huge stadium, with five stands, one was blue, one green, one red, and one yellow, the other was black. In the distance, I swear I could see a broomstick in the air, but I brushed it off, probably just my vivid imagination. 

"Girls, boys, settle down please." Mrs Deer squawked over the excited children, "Remain seated until I call your name out, your exchange partners are waiting when you get off the bus."

She started reading a very long list of names out, some girls were paired with boys, some girls with girls, and some boys with boys. On my form, I had put a girl or boy. 

Finally, Mrs Deer got to my name, Heather was straight after me.

"Louise Williams, you're with..." She scanned her eyes down a separate piece of paper, "Harry Potter!" I breathed a sigh of relief, a boy. Hopefully we'd get on.

I gathered my stuff in my arms, giving Heather a reassuringly nod, I step off the bus into the blinding daylight. I see children everywhere, and long black capes. I hear someone calling my name, I look around, squinting slightly. 

"Louise, Louise!" A boy with dark hair, almost black, and little circular glasses came running up to me. His skin was pale, and he had lovely eyes. He was just taller than me.

A smile spreads across my face, "You must be Harry Potter." I offer my hand to him, and he smiles at me, ignoring my hand and giving me a hug.

"Yeah, and you must be Louise, pleased to meet you! It's so interesting having a muggle to look after, I haven't really seen any since the summer." He grins when I look confused, "A muggle is a word for the non-magic people, so basically non-witches and wizards."

I take a deep breath, witches and wizards? Mrs Deer hadn't said anything about that. Harry was obviously just teasing me, "Umm, muggles?"

"I'll explain later, I must introduce you to Ron and Hermione!" He takes my arm, picking up my bag with his free arm, and leads me towards the castle. I look back over my shoulder to see Heather wriggling her eyebrows at me, she was chatting to a girl who looked a little younger than us, with bright blonde hair, she had a blue tie on.

Harry looked back to see what I was looking at, "Is that your friend?" He asked me, still pulling me gently towards the castle.

"Yeah, she's with that blonde girl I think, her name is Heather." Harry nodded as I said this, but I wasn't really taking much notice of anything. Everywhere, students were carrying sticks, which looked a bit like wands.

"Cool, she's with my friend Luna, who's in Ravenclaw. We however, are in Gryffindor. That's why I have a red tie." Harry explains to me quickly, taking me through some huge doors which led to a gigantic hall.

Harry drops my arm and shouts to a girl and boy sitting at one of the long tables, "Hermione! Ron! Come over here and meet Louise!" Some other people looked up to see who I was from the tables, and they stared. At five, Harry was to take me to get a Hogwarts uniform, because their headmaster thought it would make us fit in better.

A girl, who I presumed was Hermione, came running up to me. She had bushy brown hair that looked a bit like a mane, and she had a huge grin on her face. Like Harry, she gave me a hug.

"I'm absolutely delighted to meet you Louise, welcome to Hogwarts!" She let go of me and pushed the other boy forward, he had ginger hair and a slightly bashful expression on his face.

"Hi. I'm Ron." He gave me a small wave, and I smiled politely and gave him a wave too.

There was a boy behind Ron, he was glaring at Harry, his lips turned down into what looked like a permanent scowl. His platinum blonde hair was flopped over his forehead, he had a green tie, and his eyes met mine. I immediately look away, blushing. 

Harry regarded the blonde boy, folding his arms across his chest, "Malfoy."

The boy cast his eyes over Harry, Hermione and Ron before looking at me again, "Potter, Granger, Weasley and..." he looked me up and down, my cheeks turned bright red, "Potter's friend."

Harry stepped in front of me slightly, as if to protect me from this boy, "It's Louise." his tone had changed, and now he spat the words out, looking at the boy with venom.

The boy nodded at me, he had grey eyes, which were beautiful, I found myself in a trance, "I'm Draco Malfoy."

I snapped out of it quickly, realising how weird I must look, Draco was looking at me, but he was smiling, "Louise. Nice to meet you."

Draco genuinely smiled at me for a moment, but noticed Harry looking at him weirdly, and immediately went back to his scowl, "Well, I'll see you losers later."

There was something about Draco that I couldn't stop thinking about, the way he looked at me, the way his eyes sparkled. He just seemed perfect. I wanted to talk to someone about him, especially Heather, but she was busy with her student, and I needed to get to know Harry better. 

We were in the Gryffindor common room, it was up in a tower, and we had to climb through a painting to get there. The painting had moved, but I just assumed that it had been some kind of special screen like they had at my school.

Harry stops in his tracks, a girl stood in the doorway, she had red hair too, and she looked slightly like Ron. He was staring at her, and she was staring back at him. Ron coughed loudly, and obviously purposely. 

Harry's cheeks turned red, and he shook his head slightly, I could tell that he liked her, he had been looking at the girl in the way that I looked at Draco, "Umm, Louise, this is...Ginny. Ron's sister."

Ginny smiles at me and runs over, wrapping her arms around me tightly, "Nice to meet you, Harry's been so excited about having you  here." She lets go of me, and turns to Hermione.

I look at Harry, he's staring at Ginny, I giggle and nudge him, he looks at me and nudges me back, grinning.

Hermione is talking to Ginny about something, I overhear them, "So, has my idiot of a brother managed to ask you to the ball yet?" Ginny asks Hermione, in reply she shakes her head, noticing me looking.

I turn to Harry, "What's the ball?" Ron laughs at this, and I just look confused.

Harry laughs too, "The girl's are obsessed with it, basically, it's this new thing Dumbledore has introduced, we now have an annual ball, and the boys have to ask the girls, it's on Wednesday, you'll be able to come I expect."

My mind instantly goes to Draco, I hardly know him, but, would he want to go with me, "Oh, okay, I don't even have a dress though."

Hermione cuts in, "I'm sure I'll have something you can borrow, though first, you'll have to be asked."

Harry looks at me, it's almost as if he can read my mind, "Malfoy is no good you know, he's an absolute idiot." He said it quietly, but I could feel my heart drop inside of me.

I trust Harry's judgement, but I couldn't help but think about Draco. I'd never felt like this before.

Before supper we had to go and get our uniform, Harry didn't come with me as he had to go and see one of his teachers, instead Hermione took me. I had decided earlier that I liked Hermione, she was bubbly, and bright, she was also extremely pretty, one of the girl's that others would die to look like. I can't believe Ron hadn't asked her to the ball yet. The room where we got our uniforms was small, and I bumped into one of my school friends from Grangewood, Orla.

Orla was a lovely girl and like Hermione, she had a really bubbly personality. Her hair was dark with long curls that sprung back into place. She had lovely hair. I had known Orla ever since I first arrived at Grangewood, and I was nearly as close with her as I was with Heather. In her arms, she was holding her uniform, but her's had a Ravenclaw tie, so her partner must be in Ravenclaw.

"Orla!" I embrace her, happy to see someone that I know well, she hugs me back, pleased to see me too.

"Louise, I'm so happy to see you, are you enjoying Hogwarts so far?" I let go of Orla and stand in the queue next to Hermione, who is talking to another girl from my school, Cottie. 

I nod, "Yeah, I am." An image of Draco appears in my head, "How about you? Is your partner nice?"

Orla grins, "Yeah, she's awesome, I heard you have a boy, called Harry Potter? Analita says he's quite famous in the world of magic." She looks excited, but I'm just confused. People had mentioned magic to me a couple of times now, and I was starting to get a little confused, maybe this school wasn't so normal after all.

The queue moves forward quite quickly, and I don't get time to reply to Orla, I just give her a quick nod and turn to Hermione, who has finished talking to Cottie, "So, what does Harry have against Draco?"

I was trying to act casual about it, but I could tell she could see right through it, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she sighed, "Draco Malfoy is a complicated boy, he and Harry go way back, he's a nasty piece of work. I'll let Harry tell you sometime. But one thing you should know about Malfoy is that...you must never trust him." She looks away from me, we're nearly at the front of the queue, there is only one more person in front of us.

"Louise!" I hear someone call my name behind me, as I turn around, I see some platinum blonde hair, Draco. He comes rushing up to me, grinning, looking way out of character. Hermione looks at him strangely, and he see's her. The scowl creeps back onto his face, "Um, I was just seeing how you were getting on." He looks at Hermione and narrows his eyes, "Granger."

She nods at him, pursing her lips, "Malfoy."

His eyes go back to meet mine, I can feel my heart beating fast, my pulse quickening, "I guess I'll see you around, Louise."

Draco's hand brushes past mine as he sweeps away, Hermione's cold glare drills into his back, "Louise, I warn you, don't get involved with Malfoy, he's a lot more complicated than he may seem."

I brush over the skin where my skin had contacted Draco's, I look at Hermione and smile, "I like complicated." 

Hermione sighs, but we're at the front of the queue now, so she doesn't say anything more. I am handed a Hogwarts robe with a Gryffindor crest on it, a red tie, shirt, cardigan, skirt and tights. They're all well made, and much nicer than my uniform back home. I hug them to my chest, finally, I feel like I belong somewhere. 

As we're walking out, Hermione stops, and she looks at me, "Louise, just wondering, but, have you ever tried to use a wand?"

I bite my lip, unsure of what to say, the magic thing had got a bit weird now, "Um. No?"

Hermione shakes her head, her curls shuddering slightly around her head, "Oh okay, I just get this...feeling about you, but it's probably just me being silly." Her expression changes to a smile, "I'm going to the library now, to do a bit of light reading. Care to join me?"

I look down the corridor, that was the way Draco went, "No thanks Hermione, I think I'm going to go and get unpacked back up in the tower, but thanks." 

She looks concerned for a moment, "Do you know your way okay? If there's any problem, just call out for a Gryffindor, they'll help you." She smiles at me, showing a perfect row of teeth, and with that, she turns the other way, and walks towards the library. 


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