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Lucky Thirteen by Emily Potter
Chapter 3 : Officially Transferred
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I got of the platform at Hogsmeade and went to meet Professor McGonagall before the so-called sorting.

Anu showed me the room, and left to the Great Hall.

I knocked on the big oak doors, and they swung open.

“Miss Kane? I’ve been expecting you.” Minerva McGonagall said.

She was a very old lady, with brownish gray hair tied in a tight bun and long, flowing robes of velvet green.

“So you have been transferred from CIM because of your mischief.” She said. it was not a question, it was a statement.

I nodded, “The school was too boring.” I said.

“I just hope you will fit in better at Hogwarts and fight the urge to blow things up, because it will result in detention.” She said.

“I hope so too. At least people seem more fun.” I said.

“You must have met Potter and Weasley, am I correct?” she said, looking at me through rectangular spectacles.

“Yeah, the Potters and Weasleys.” I said.

“You couldn’t have met all of them. There are many Weasleys in Hogwarts. You will meet them in time.” McGonagall said, smiling dryly.

“Now, to the point. I want to discuss what subjects you will be taking here. Your OWL results show that you have received above ‘Exceeds Expectations in everything, and an O in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration.” She said, impressed, as she went through my marks.

I nodded, “I am a prankster, but I score well.” I said.

“What do you intent to do after Hogwarts?” she asked me.

“Quidditch. But my back up is an auror, like my brother and mom.” I said.

“So the necessary subjects are Potions, Herbology, Charms, Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts.” She said.

“Okay.” I said. “You have all the books, I suppose?” she asked me.

“Yes, mom bought them for me.” I said.

“Good. Now with that sorted, we just have to figure out which house you’ll go in.” she said, and eyed something on the topmost shelf.

“Sit.” She said, and picked up an old hat from the shelf.

It was brown, ragged and dirty.

She put it on my head, and I flinched in disgust.

“You’re the only Kane I’ve met apart from your father. Gave me a headache, deciding where to put him.” A voice said.

It was from the hat. Holy Cow! It talked!

“You can talk?” I asked. “Of course I can!” the hat said, irritated.

“So, where to put you?” the hat asked.

“From what I’ve read about Hogwarts, anywhere but Slytherin and Hufflepuff.” I said.

“Hufflepuff, not at all. Hard working, you may be, but not there.” the hat said.

“Slytherin, you have something for slyness and ambition. This would suit you well.” It said.

“I’d rather not.” I muttered.

“So Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.” The hat said, “You have brains, a load of it, actually. But you don’t use them all the time. I think Gryffindor would suit you. But Ravenclaw will guide you to wealth.” It said.

“Make up your mind already!” I said.

“Headstrong little girl, aren’t you? Yes, yes. I think you’re going to GRYFFINDOR!” the hat yelled, so McGonagall could hear the last word.

She lifted the hat off my head, and smiled at me.

“Gryffindor was my house, Miss Kane. I’m glad you joined us. As for your dormitory, I have been informed that you met a sixth year, Apoorva Patil Thomas. She has no roommate now, since hers shifted to France. I think you can join her at the Great Hall. We are going there now.” McGonagall said.

“Okay. Let’s go!” I said excitedly.

“Please take the hat with you.” She said, and I picked up the old brown hat, looking at it in a whole new point of view.

We entered the grand Great Hall, and I gazed in awe at the ceiling above me. It looked like the night sky.

“The Gryffindor table is there. Take a seat.” McGonagall whispered to me, and went up to the podium.

I went and sat next to Anu, and whispered in her ear, “I’m in Gryffindor.” I said.
“Yay! I knew it.” she said.

“Gryffindor, Arty?” Dom asked me. I nodded, and she did a little ‘whoop’.

I smiled.

“I knew it. You wouldn’t fit anywhere else.” Cam said. “I’m glad I joined this house anyway.” I said.

After the sorting, I asked everyone what they wanted to do after Hogwarts.

“Healer.” Dom and Kris said.

“I’m joining the Ministry.” Emma said.

“Auror.” Anu and Cam said.

“You?” Cam said.

“Quidditch.” I proudly said. “Which team? Harpies?” Kris said.

I shook my head, “It was the Californian United, but when dad um…, well, later, I changed to dad’s favourite team, the Tornadoes.” I said.

“Tornadoes…how long have you supported them?” Emma said.

“Since I was six.” I said.

“Most people started supporting them since they came up in the league.” Cam said.

“Not me, I’m a loyal fan.” I said.

“Diggory’s a fan too. Cute guy.” Dom said.

“He’s mine, Dom.” Kris said.

“When will the bloke ask you out, Kris?” Cam said.

“Don’t worry, Kris. He’ll ask you out soon enough. He wouldn’t be a Ravenclaw if he didn’t.” Emma said.

“Who is Diggory?” I asked.

“Michael and Nicolette Diggory’s son, Cedric Diggory. Nicolette is apparently from Beauxbatons, and Michael is Cedric(I), younger brother.” Kris said.

“Looked up his history, Kris?” Dom teased.

“Can you point out who he is?” I whispered to Anu.

“Okay, so look towards the Ravenclaw seventh years. They’re at the head of the table.” She said.

“He’s a seventh year?” I asked.

“Yeah. Head Boy, too. If he goes out with Kris, she’s set for life.” Anu said.

“So the handsome brown haired guy with the badge, and blue eyes, that is Cedric Diggory.” Anu said.

“Hot guy, I’d say.” I said.

“Arty, you’re spot on. He’s gorgeous, tall and good looking.” Cam said, overhearing us.
“Strong and silent.” Dom said.

“That’s my guy you’re talking about.” Kris said.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, Kristie, darling.” Dom said, using her full name.

Kris squinted at her best friend, and the students dispersed to their dormitories.



I walked alone outside the Gryffindor Common room for a while, roaming in the dark corridors, with no aim.


“Hey!” someone called.

I turned.
“Yes?” I asked.

“It’s past curfew. You should be in bed.” The person said.

“So should you.” I said cheekily.

“Do not talk to the Head Boy that way!” he yelled.
So this was Cedric Diggory up close.

“So you’re Cedric.” I said.

“I am.” He said, confused.

“Nice meeting you. I’m the transfer student from California. Anyway, goodnight.” I said, turning around, and lighting my wand so I could see.

“Wait.” He said, holding my arm.

“I’m the one who is out of bed.” I said.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“I won’t tell. I’ll probably get in trouble. You’ll find out soon enough.” I said.

“You’re a prankster?” he asked.

“That is an understatement, Diggory.” I said, flipping my black hair out of my eyes. His eyes widened.

“Night!” I cheerily said, and skipped to the dormitory, laughing inside at his expression.



“First things first.” Cam said, after I came back had changed into my PJ’s.

“We need to tell you the rules.” Emma said.

“Rules?” I asked.

“Of being roommates and best friends.” Anu said.

“1-We will share every secret with each other, expect for the ones meant to share with personal besties.” Emma said.

“2-We will not date any guy one of us like. 3-We will make sure a guy is safe to date.” Anu said.

“4-We will deal with each other’s exes, if they hurt you.” Dom said.

“5-We will not tell anyone what we discuss in this room.” Kris said.

“6-We will always help each other whenever we can.” Emma said.

“7-We will let each other copy the notes of classes,” Anu said

“8-Help in homework is allowed.” Dom said.

“9- If we ever have a problem with someone, we will solve it within 48 hours.” Kris said.

“10- We’ll be friends forever.” They all said.

“That is a lot to process.” I said, going over the rules a few times.

“It’s okay. You’ll get used to it.” Anu said.

“I hope so. Because if I have to remember all of that, I won’t remember any of my subjects.” I said.

They laughed, and we all climbed into bed.

I closed my eyes, feeling a lot more at home than before.

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