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Hannah Abbot and Ernie McMillan
Hannah stood in the crowd of other first years, nervously waiting for her name to be called. What house would she get? What if no one liked her? She hoped she didn't get Slytherin, everyone said it was a bad house. Not surprisingly, her name was called first.
Taking a breath, she walked up the steps and shoved the Sorting Hat onto her head. For a moment it sat there when there was suddenly a loud cry. "HUFFLEPUFF!"
Relaxed, Hannah took the hat off and made her way over to the table that was cheering. The crowd began to thin as more and more first years were sorted, including the famous Harry Potter, who went to Gryffindor.
"Hi!" said the boy next to her. She turned to see a wide-eyed, blonde haired boy sitting next to her and smiling. Hannah felt herself blush. "My name's Ernie! What's yours?"
"H-H-Hannah," she replied, smiling back. "Isn't it great to be here in this school? Everyone says Hogwarts is the best magic school ever!"
"Yeah it is!" Ernie replied. "And going to school with the Great Harry Potter? How cool is that?"
It turned out to be pretty cool. The two of them became great friends, working and studying together. Hannah didn't know what she would have done without Ernie. They also befriended a dark haired boy named Justin, also a first year. They went to every class together, though Hannah was always a bit reluctant went the conversation turned to Harry Potter.
Hannah thought Ernie was so smart by the second year. How he was able to deduce who the Heir of Slytherin was. She thought he was so brave to stand up to Harry and thinking of their friend Justin.
"Harry always seemed so nice," she sighed as they sat in the library. "And he was the one who defeated You-Know-Who."
"No one knows how he defeated You-Know-Who that night," Ernie said, matter-of-factly. "He probably didn't want another dark wizard competing with him or something."
"Wow, you're so smart," Hannah told him blushing.
Ernie smiled at her, leaning closer so no one else would hear. "Don't worry, Hannah, that monster of Slytherin won't hurt you. I wouldn't let anyone touch you."
"And I'd do the same for you," Hannah replied, her heart giving another leap in the air, as she looked at Ernie's blinding smile.
