It seems that at every school you find the bullies, the bullied, the sporty, the academic etc… And from my first impressions a boy named Draco Malfoy seemed to already be the bully and had a gang already grouped around him. He had been showing off on the train about is pure Slytherin blood teasing Hufflepuffs and now he gave Harry a choice of having him as a friend or enemy. I’ve had to make that choice before. It left me by myself, however I still stand firm by my decision. I was proud to note how Harry stood up to him. It was a brave decision.

Professor McGonagall lead us down an exceedingly long hall. We were all mesmerised by the ceiling and I had read that it is enchanted. Nobody else seemed to realise that but perhaps they hadn’t read the books yet.

The sorting hat was next and I knew right there and then that this moment was going to define us for the rest of our lives, shape us into the best we can be. Your whole life resting on not just a flip of a coin but the voice of a hat, which smelt and looked very old and dirty. Several people passed and finally it was my turn. By this time, I had worked myself into a bit of a state (I hate getting up in front of people). It took it’s time whispering in my ear “intelligence for sure, courageous too, a bit of ambition”. It felt like forever but obviously it wasn’t. Finally, the hat shouted GRYFFINDOR!!! I was happy with the choice and almost ran to the table and sat down to a cheering crowd of other Gryffindors. They were shaking my hands and congratulating me even though I hadn’t done anything. It was relaxing. There were quite a few new Gryffindors including: Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnegan, Dean Thomas, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.

Looking down the table I could see more of the Weasley family, I girl with “undecided hair” and possibly our future looking back at us as we set out on this adventure. Out of nowhere the feast appeared on the table in front of us. I wanted to do everything all at once. Eat, talk to the new people, talk to my prefect. I had no idea what to do but eating seemed like a good idea, although I tried to be graceful about it which was difficult when near Ron as he still insisted on speaking with his mouth open. Perhaps he can be trained I thought or maybe he’ll grow up.

The others were talking away, some were had magic parents (pureblood) some had 1 magic parent (halfbloods) and then there was me. A pure muggle. I was astonished that Harry Potter knew so little of the magical world, after all he was from a magical family. It was great fun talking to everyone but we were soon shown to our dormitories. Which was lucky because I think the excitement of the day was making me rather tired.

To get to our common room you have to go up the grand staircase, which has a mind of its own and then through the portrait of the “fat lady” using a password. Our girl’s dorm was up the stairs on the left. When I entered, I couldn’t believe it a real 4 poster bed with my case sitting at the end. I really couldn’t believe it and the view out to the courtyard was beautiful. I couldn’t have asked for more. Warm, friendly, a roaring fire and opportunities galore.

My name is Hermione Granger and I am a Gryffindor Witch at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

P.S, If you want an audio version I was thinking of doing one.  Let me know if you want more.

Lou