Hufflepuff

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

There was a loud cheer from the Hufflepuff table and some clapping from other tables, You were unsure if it was louder than Harrys, but honestly you didn't care you were just thankful you had took a step and broken part of your familys evil name. You made your way to the table taking the seat opposite of Susan Bones and Justin Finch-Fletchley, sitting next to Hannah Abbot and a older student, The older student introduced himself as Cedric Diggory he shook your hand as did a few other students.

After the cheers died down you noticed a old man stand up that must be Dumbledore the Headmaster. He was beaming at the students, his arms opened wide, as if nothing could have pleased him more than to see them all there. "Welcome," he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words." He literally said a bunch of nonsense that you didnt understand.

"Thank you!" Dumbledore finished

"Hang on did I miss something?" You said looking for an answer

Cedric laughed, "Don't worry he said the same thing when I joined." Putting your mind at ease, You continued looking at Dumbledore as he noticed you and smiled, He clapped his hands and out of nowhere food filled all of the tables, You were amazed at that you just looked at the food. This was an amazing treat among this food that you noticed. Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops and lamb chops, steak, boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, and Yorkshire puddings.

All of a sudden a ghost popped out from where the Yorkshire puddings were, Hannah froze in shock. The ghost looked like a fat little monk, He had short brown hair, which he wore with a small tonsure. "Hello," He said with a bright smile "I'm The Fat Friar the ghost for Hufflepuff, You can use me as a guide if you get lost." He addressed all the new Hufflepuff students including you, before saying "I'm sure everyone here will give it their best this year, there is a lot of talent here and I for one would like to see this talent being put to best of its ability." He said pausing for a second "Slytherin have got the cup six years in a row! The Bloody Baron's bragging is becoming almost unbearable -- he's the Slytherin ghost for those who don't know."

"Six years, How?" You asked in disbelief.

The Friar turned to face you "Slytherin are not the brightest people, but they are talented at Quidditch and many of them play a dirty game out on the field, they win in areas where we don't so much excell that well in." He said again pausing "But we do have some up and coming talent so maybe we can turn the odds around." looking at Cedric. "Well, I best be off enjoy the feast." His smile returning as he floated off. You returned to feasting.

After a while Professor Dumbledore got to his feet again after the food disappeared, The hall fell silent. "Ahern -- just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you. First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." Dumbledore's twinkling eyes flashed in the direction of the Weasley twins.

"I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors. Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch." You noted that in your memory.

"And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful ****." What could be possibly on the third-floor in a school to cause a very painful ****. You thought.

Dumbledore then announced to sing the school song something of which you had not heard before so you just listened to the words He also said "Everyone pick their favourite tune" Strange how did that work, It sounded like it was sort of a national anthem but for a school. Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march. Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest.

"Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!" All you thought after that was that your at a school where the headteacher is mad.