Serious Sorting
Disclaimer: Nothing's mine, I'm just playing around with it, so don't sue me. (:
A.N. This is my take on Sirius Sorting (right - like no one has done it before). It came into my head right after I read Book 5 and has been lying forever on my computer.
At that time I still thought of Andromeda being in Gryffindor with blue hair ( : I picture her being somewhere 5th year – Narcissa and Lucius approx. 7th year and Bellatrix 3rd year. Maybe also Narcissa 3rd year and Bellatrix 7th year. I spend ages joggling dates and years around.
O.K. (breathes in deeply) : IfinallydecidedthatIshouldgiveitatry,afterIalreadywroteitanywayandget(hopefully)somecommentsondoesthissuckornot.
I finally decided that I should give it a try, after I already wrote it anyway and get (hopefully) some comments (that are not biased by the fact, that people know me) ( :
Anyway, enough rambling, on with the story:
„Sirius Black"
Sirius mechanically stood up as he heard Professor McGonagall call his name. He hadn't realized that he hadn't payed attention. He felt weirdly light as if he wasn't really there and it wasn't really him who had been called up as he walked up to the Sorting hat.
"Slytherin will set you straight." He heard the his mother's hiss, Malfoy's sneers "You just wait till tonight, Black! You need to learn your place!" and Avery's threats "Yeah you'll beg for mercy before we're done with you!"; "You know what is expected of you, son." The Great Hall had disappeared from his awareness.
"I hope I'm in Gryffindor – Dad was. ", "I suppose anything but Slytherin would do." "Oh you'll just be the first Black in Gryffindor, then. – that'd be great, mate"
"Don't you dare stain the family honour." And what if? "You're sorted for the house, that you fit in best, Sirius"; "It's your choice and no one else's"
Sirius found himself sitting on the chair, the Sorting hat lowering on his head.
"Ah, another Black for Slytherin, eh?"
– No
"Don't want to uphold the family honour, do we? The Black Sheep of the Black family? Or rather not so black, eh?"
– Very funny, indeed.
"That takes quite some courage. You know, what you're up to face, do you? Slytherin would help you to greatness, you know, power and influence. It's not that you haven't got the abilities.
– I don't care – not Slytherin. Anything – Hufflepuff, whatever.
"Hufflepuff? My, we are a radical." The hat chuckled. "No way, that attitude takes quite some courage, better be GRYFFINDOR!"
The last words were shouted out loud. For a moment all noise died out, then the hall erupted with buzzing, which made Sirius realize what he had just done. He had made it. He looked over to the Slytherin table, which stayed composed. Bellatrix eyes were ice. Malfoy sneered disdainfully. Narcissa was obviously speechless and just gaped at this audacy. Avery, Macnair...
Sirius felt a surge of joy. How it itched him to taunt them all, but he didn't want to spoil this moment by acknowledging them – that was to profane. He looked over to the Gryffindor table. And caught sight of Andromeda's blue hair. She was cheering - grinning broadly at him. Her friends joined and soon the whole table was.
He slowly got up and decidedly walked over to the Gryffindor table. Yeeesss!!!!
He slid next to Andromeda "Good job, Sirius!" she said. Sirius was feeling dizzy. He needed something to eat, but at the same time didn't feel hungry at all. Gryffindor.
"Lupin, Remus"
The sandy-haired boy from the train stumbled forward. My, he was tiny. The Sorting Hat clearly lingered in the air – he would have drowned in it. Albus Dumbledore leaned forward with interest, so were most of the teacher's. But the Hat took its time before it announced "GRYFFINDOR"
Remus took a seat near Sirius. "Congrats" Sirius whispered. "Same to you." Remus answered shyly.
"Pettigrew, Peter"
"Potter, James"
James rushed forward, almost knocking over the ... . The hat had barely touched his head, when it shouted "GRYFFINDOR"
"Oohoooo!!!" James shouted, jumping up in a winner's pose. He danced towards the Gryffindor table. Remus and Sirius cheered along with the rest of their table. Lily Evans turned away in disgust. Such a prat – my god, how pathetic. James landed opposite Sirius. "Gimme 5!"
"Mate, you might have made a record." Sirius grinned.
"Congrats, mate – seems your future doesn't look as Black anymore, does it?"
"Rather red –"BLOODRED
Sirius suddenly shivered. Unconciously he glanced over to the Slytherin table. His eyes met his cousin's who grinned at him coldly and pretended to cut her throat. Sirius gulped. His glaze glued to the movement.
"Earth to Sirius, what's up?" A hand waved before his eyes, James voice called through to him. Sirius tore his eyes away from the Slytherin table and returned his attention to James.
"N-Nothing"
James didn't look to convinced.
"So – where's the food?" Sirius changed the topic, grinning at him.
A.N. So, what do you think?
Worth reading?
Waste of time?
Does the category fit?
Does the rating fit?
I was not sure. I wanted to get into the Black family issues later, who, as we all know, can be rather unpleasant people.
I've got some ideas for the nest chapters, but I have problems writing them out, the way I want them to happen.
Does anyone know if Arthur was Headboy or Lucius, Narcissa or Bellatrix?
When are Head Pupils chosen anyway? In the previous school year or during summer break?
Does anyone know the age of some (future) death eaters?
And how can you write lines or stars or something like that between the paragraphs so they show?
Just a little preview...
- Bloodtraitor! hissed a voice.
A hand tighten around his collar and he found himself dragged into a side hallway and slammed against the stone wall.
Disclaimer: Nothing's mine, I'm just playing around with it, so don't sue me. (:
A.N. This is my take on Sirius Sorting (right - like no one has done it before). It came into my head right after I read Book 5 and has been lying forever on my computer.
At that time I still thought of Andromeda being in Gryffindor with blue hair ( : I picture her being somewhere 5th year – Narcissa and Lucius approx. 7th year and Bellatrix 3rd year. Maybe also Narcissa 3rd year and Bellatrix 7th year. I spend ages joggling dates and years around.
O.K. (breathes in deeply) : IfinallydecidedthatIshouldgiveitatry,afterIalreadywroteitanywayandget(hopefully)somecommentsondoesthissuckornot.
I finally decided that I should give it a try, after I already wrote it anyway and get (hopefully) some comments (that are not biased by the fact, that people know me) ( :
Anyway, enough rambling, on with the story:
„Sirius Black"
Sirius mechanically stood up as he heard Professor McGonagall call his name. He hadn't realized that he hadn't payed attention. He felt weirdly light as if he wasn't really there and it wasn't really him who had been called up as he walked up to the Sorting hat.
"Slytherin will set you straight." He heard the his mother's hiss, Malfoy's sneers "You just wait till tonight, Black! You need to learn your place!" and Avery's threats "Yeah you'll beg for mercy before we're done with you!"; "You know what is expected of you, son." The Great Hall had disappeared from his awareness.
"I hope I'm in Gryffindor – Dad was. ", "I suppose anything but Slytherin would do." "Oh you'll just be the first Black in Gryffindor, then. – that'd be great, mate"
"Don't you dare stain the family honour." And what if? "You're sorted for the house, that you fit in best, Sirius"; "It's your choice and no one else's"
Sirius found himself sitting on the chair, the Sorting hat lowering on his head.
"Ah, another Black for Slytherin, eh?"
– No
"Don't want to uphold the family honour, do we? The Black Sheep of the Black family? Or rather not so black, eh?"
– Very funny, indeed.
"That takes quite some courage. You know, what you're up to face, do you? Slytherin would help you to greatness, you know, power and influence. It's not that you haven't got the abilities.
– I don't care – not Slytherin. Anything – Hufflepuff, whatever.
"Hufflepuff? My, we are a radical." The hat chuckled. "No way, that attitude takes quite some courage, better be GRYFFINDOR!"
The last words were shouted out loud. For a moment all noise died out, then the hall erupted with buzzing, which made Sirius realize what he had just done. He had made it. He looked over to the Slytherin table, which stayed composed. Bellatrix eyes were ice. Malfoy sneered disdainfully. Narcissa was obviously speechless and just gaped at this audacy. Avery, Macnair...
Sirius felt a surge of joy. How it itched him to taunt them all, but he didn't want to spoil this moment by acknowledging them – that was to profane. He looked over to the Gryffindor table. And caught sight of Andromeda's blue hair. She was cheering - grinning broadly at him. Her friends joined and soon the whole table was.
He slowly got up and decidedly walked over to the Gryffindor table. Yeeesss!!!!
He slid next to Andromeda "Good job, Sirius!" she said. Sirius was feeling dizzy. He needed something to eat, but at the same time didn't feel hungry at all. Gryffindor.
"Lupin, Remus"
The sandy-haired boy from the train stumbled forward. My, he was tiny. The Sorting Hat clearly lingered in the air – he would have drowned in it. Albus Dumbledore leaned forward with interest, so were most of the teacher's. But the Hat took its time before it announced "GRYFFINDOR"
Remus took a seat near Sirius. "Congrats" Sirius whispered. "Same to you." Remus answered shyly.
"Pettigrew, Peter"
"Potter, James"
James rushed forward, almost knocking over the ... . The hat had barely touched his head, when it shouted "GRYFFINDOR"
"Oohoooo!!!" James shouted, jumping up in a winner's pose. He danced towards the Gryffindor table. Remus and Sirius cheered along with the rest of their table. Lily Evans turned away in disgust. Such a prat – my god, how pathetic. James landed opposite Sirius. "Gimme 5!"
"Mate, you might have made a record." Sirius grinned.
"Congrats, mate – seems your future doesn't look as Black anymore, does it?"
"Rather red –"BLOODRED
Sirius suddenly shivered. Unconciously he glanced over to the Slytherin table. His eyes met his cousin's who grinned at him coldly and pretended to cut her throat. Sirius gulped. His glaze glued to the movement.
"Earth to Sirius, what's up?" A hand waved before his eyes, James voice called through to him. Sirius tore his eyes away from the Slytherin table and returned his attention to James.
"N-Nothing"
James didn't look to convinced.
"So – where's the food?" Sirius changed the topic, grinning at him.
A.N. So, what do you think?
Worth reading?
Waste of time?
Does the category fit?
Does the rating fit?
I was not sure. I wanted to get into the Black family issues later, who, as we all know, can be rather unpleasant people.
I've got some ideas for the nest chapters, but I have problems writing them out, the way I want them to happen.
Does anyone know if Arthur was Headboy or Lucius, Narcissa or Bellatrix?
When are Head Pupils chosen anyway? In the previous school year or during summer break?
Does anyone know the age of some (future) death eaters?
And how can you write lines or stars or something like that between the paragraphs so they show?
Just a little preview...
- Bloodtraitor! hissed a voice.
A hand tighten around his collar and he found himself dragged into a side hallway and slammed against the stone wall.