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Ophelia ended up falling asleep on the train ride and the lady who ran the sweet cart had to wake her up, she had to speed dress herself and she was one of the last to leave the train. Ophelia remeberd that her letter had said to follow the first years, so after droping off her rabbit Orbit with the other pets she begrudgingly followed the group of 11 year old kids who looked at her like she was an anomoly.

It rubbed her the wrong way but she did remeber her herbolofy professer back at her old school saying that England witches and wizards where very stuck in their ways. At least the schools headmisstress had allowed Ophelia to keep her rabbit familar.

Soon Ophelia had crossed the lack with star struck first years who wehre seeing the castle for the first time and the ginger haired witch was following them to teh great hall where the sortign cemrony would be takign place. Ophelia was nervos....

Back at her old school she had been takign classes that woudl allow her to become a healer back home.... here she wasnt sure what house could lead to what....and she had only heard about the house her father had been in when he had gone to hogwarts. Her father had been a Griffyndoor, what ever that was.

She stood otu like a sore thumb, standign taller then the first years, when they enterd the hall and the sorting cermony soon started. At the end Ophelia had yet to be called, and the headmisstress had stood up annoucnign that they had a new student form across the pond and thing sliek that. After that Ophelia was called up and she sat on the rikity stool and let the old hat be put onto her head.

"Hufflepuff!" was soon called out and Ophelia found herself beign hearded towards a table with students with yellow ties.