39| Harry • Potter - Requested

                                    

                                          
Imagine Harry being completely awestruck when you entered Hogwarts for the first time.
                          
"Ah, yes, y/n. There you are," Dumbledore said, directing you over to stand next to him.
                          
"This, is y/n l/n," Dumbledore continued, "she is a transfer student from Beauxbatons and will be studying here at Hogwarts for the rest of her schooling. I hope you will all make her feel welcome. Now, miss l/n, you must be sorted into your House."
                          
As he said those words, a tall woman with sharp eyes and tightly done up mousy hair carried a stool and a frayed hat towards where you were standing. Tearing your eyes away from the strange sight, you looked over towards the four tables; there they were: Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slytherin and -
                          
At the Gryffindor table sat a peculiar boy with tousled raven hair, round glasses and green eyes. Could it be? The one who defeated the Dark Lord when he was just a baby, The Boy who Lived, Harry Potter himself?
                          
It was.
                          
And he was staring right at you.
                          
Harry Potter had a faraway look in his eyes as he watched you hop onto the stool and grip the edges tightly. As the patched hat was placed on your head and dropped down to cover half of your face, Harry Potter snapped out of his daze, wondering what had gotten into him.
                          
You were only a transfer student; a complete stranger. Yet Harry wished as the hat yelled 'Ravenclaw!' that you could be more than just strangers.
                          


                          
requested by @_hopefuldreamer .