Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, that is JK Rowling's territory. I only Own Guinevere and Henry, and any other characters not mentioned in the books. Ahead of time, if you don't like my story, don't read it.
"Welcome students, to the grand opening of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff and Rowena Ravenclaw stood at the front of the newly ordained Great Hall. A small group of new students of all ages were assembled in front of them.
Professor Hufflepuff took over for Professor Gryffindor, "As we call your name, you will come up front and sit on the stool. The sorting hat will put you in the house that you belong in. As you were informed in your acceptance letters, there are four houses here at Hogwarts."
Professor Slytherin stepped forward. "Slytherin house for the cunning and ambitious."
"Gryffindor for the loyal, brave, and honorable."
"Ravenclaw for the intelligent and ambitious."
"And Hufflepuff house, for everyone and anyone who would like to be in my house." Professor Slytherin rolled his eyes at that sentiment, but stayed silent either way. "Now, let's begin."
Professor Hufflepuff unrolled an enormous scroll and began to list names.
"Anley, Jane"
"RAVENCLAW!" Jane Anley walked to the brand new Ravenclaw table and chose the seat nearest the professors' table.
"Beaufort, Allen"
"SLYTHERIN!" Allen Beaufort smirked as he sat at his new table.
"Beaufort, Maria"
"HUFFLEPUFF!" Maria grinned and sat down.
Professor Hufflepuff kept going through the names on the list and the house tables started to fill up. Then she smiled wide, she knew the next student.
"Hufflepuff, Henry" Henry was her younger brother. He was turning 14 this year.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" Helga smiled even more. No surprise there, her brother was an extreme people person, there were very few people who didn't like him.
"Geoff, Easton"
"GRYFFINDOR!" Easton joined the other Gryffindors at the table.
"Gryffindor, Guinevere" This time, Professor Gryffindor grinned. Guin (pronounced Gwen) was his little sister. She was turning 13 this year.
"GRYFFINDOR!" He smiled and watched as she sat with the Gryffindors. She would fit right in. The Sorting continued until the last person, Steven Watson, was sorted into Ravenclaw.
The customary warnings not to do anything stupid or to go into the forest on the edge of the grounds, since the centaurs were not used to having children so near to their forest. "Well," Professor Ravenclaw stood at the front of the Hall, "Let the feast begin."