Harry Potter and the Irish Rogue
Copyright© 2017 by Sean23
Chapter 1 - Arrival
Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting at the Gryffindor table before the welcoming feast, chatting about the events at the Quidditch World Cup. The two boys notice her look up every now and then at something behind them. Finally Ron turns to look then turns back.
“Who is that bloke?” he asks.
“No idea,” Hermione says. “He seems to already be popular though.”
Harry turns to look. Sitting at the Ravenclaw table is a boy who looks about their age with burgundy hair. Flanking him and across from him are close to a dozen of the Ravenclaw girls of all years. He’s chatting with them comfortably, something Harry still has a problem with.
“Cor, Marietta’s acting like a bloody trollop,” Ron says in disgust.
Harry looks at the strawberry blond and sees that she has her arms crossed under her smallish breasts and is pushing them up to make them appear bigger every time the new boy looks her way. “Even Luna’s trying to catch his eye,” he says.
“They’re all bonkers,” Ron huffs.
“Maybe it’s the newness,” Hermione says. “Rare we get someone new in already assigned to a house.”
Then Professor McGonagall was leading the first years up to the front for the sorting and the trio calms down, except for Ron complaining about still having to wait for the food.
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