The grounds of Hogwarts became more than a small black smudge as they neared it, the boat swayed side to side due to Bridgets constant fiddling.

"Bridget will you stop? You're going to make us fall!" She grumbles, Bridget stops her fiddling and watches the Arabella in confusion.

"Sorry Belle." She says, confused as to why she was apologetic.

"You really need to stop apologising b, people are going to take advantage of the fact you're too nice." She smiles, it was true in saying Arabella had a soft spot for her friends, they all were her life and she would protect them at all costs.

"Sorry." Bridget says, Arabelle shakes her head and sighs at the girl.

"You just apologised then."

"Oh- s- ok."

-

Everyone stood outside Hogwarts, there was some commotion at the front, and Saoirse being Saoirse, she had to see what was going on.

"Guys come on, I want to see what's happening!" She said, dragging her friends to the commotion, Nina protested as Saoirse pulled the book out of her hands.

Arabella grabbed the book from Saoirse and flipped open a page.

"Hm, astrology." She says, tossing the book back to Nina who smiles gratefully.

The girls pushed through the crowd to be met by a group of three boys stood at the pinnacle of the crowd, who in which were talking to three others that didn't seem too impressed.

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks."

Arabelle quirks a brow at the scene unfolding infront of her, unimpressed at other people's drama.

The professor taps the blonde boy on the shoulder with the newspaper and leads the crowd of children in.

"Look at the stars!" Bridget says, pulling at Saoirse's sleeve, who nods in awe.

"They're not real, it's an enchanted ceiling!" Nina says, Arabelle scanned the room to look at all the tables, she looks up to the headmaster who had just finished his speech, ready for the first years to get sorted.
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"Hannah Abbot- HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Nina Edwards." McGonagall calls, the girls all smile at her friend in encouragement, Nina climbs up the steps with her book in hand.

"RAVENCLAW!" Arabella cheers for her friend, whooping for her friend who grinned down at them, walking to her table to greet her new house mates.

"Saoirse Murphy."

"I'd say wish me luck, but I'm Irish I'm already lucky." Saoirse winks jokingly.

"GRYFFINDOR."

"Bridget West." Bridgets eyes widen as Arabelle pushes her out, she runs back to Arabelle who groans.

"Bridget go!" She scolds.

"Sorr-" Arabella glares at her as she goes to apologise which makes her stop.

"O- okay."

"Merlin." She sighs.
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"Oh my- Arabelle Gaunt-Grindlewand." Gasps arose throughout the hall, Arabella sits on the chair as the professor places the hat ontop of her head.

"Ah, plenty of intelligence and creativeness, original and witty, you'd do well in Ravenclaw, but I say no, too much ambition and a desire to be great, a true born leader, I see a powerful young woman- it'd better be."

"SLYTHERIN!"