"Welcome back students, new and old!" Armando Dippet, the Headmaster of Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, said. "This year we have an exchange student from France!" His comment got a few surprised and curious murmurs, some even from the professors present.

"So, please, welcome her with open arms to our wonderful school: Ms. Ellie Potter!" The students started clapping as the doors to the Great Hall opened. The doors tapped the walls lightly as they opened and in walked a sixteen-year-old girl. A few of the students wolf-whistled when they saw her.

Ellie Potter was a pale girl of well-breeding. Her long black hair was straight as a freshly-ironed shirt and she stood at a model height of five-feet ten and a half inches. Her pale legs were strong and soft looking at the same time. Her sinewy body was skinny but not terribly so and she had curves in all the right places.

"I'd hit that even if she were a Gryffindor," a Slytherin boy muttered to his friend, nudging him in the side.

"You would hit anything that looks good," his friend replied, smirking slightly.

"Ellie stopped right in front of the dais where a stool with an old hat on it resided.

"Please come up, sit on the stool, and I will place this hat on your head," Dippet ordered her, gesturing at the stool. Ellie walked up the few steps to the stool and sat down gracefully. The hat was placed on her head and it slowly awoke.

"Unusual… the hat usually jumps awake," the second boy from before said thoughtfully. The other boy nodded.

"Maybe it's an omen, Tom?" the first boy asked with raised brows.

"Of course it is, Ian," Tom replied, rolling his dark-brown eyes.

"Hm…" the Hat said thoughtfully.

"Monsieur Hat?" Ellie asked, speaking for the first time. Her voice was like honey; sweet, soft, and beautiful.

"Ah, yes, of course…" the Hat answered vaguely.

"Monsieur Hat, what iz zo hard in picking a house for me?" she asked, frowning slightly.

"Many things to consider, Ellie Ivy Potter, many things," he whispered in her ear. Ellie's frown became a but more pronounced, looking more like a pout. The hat opened its mouth and yelled:

"Gryffindor!"

AN-- Yeah…. Well there everyone goes, I finally updated… Wow, I really need to continue updating this story O.O Okay, anyways, review please.