Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters in this story, although Fierra Diosa and the other stuff that don't appear in the books are mine ^_^.


Fierra Diosa was sitting quietly, waiting, at the very heart of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: the office of the headmaster, for Professor Dumbledore. Finally, after about fifteen minutes of waiting, a respectable looking old man with half-moon spectacles and a long, hooked nose that looked like it was broken a couple of times in the past, entered the room.

"Ah, miss Diosa, how nice to finally meet you," Albus Dumbledore said, extending a hand to Fierra.

"Pleasure, Professor," Fierra said graciously as she took his hand and shook it.

"I hope you're well?" Dumbledore asked the seventeen year-old girl in front of him.

"Oh, I'm fine, thanks, just a bit exhausted from my trip here," Fierra said.

"Ah, well, you'll be fine, but right now, we better head down to the Great Hall, where you will be sorted into your new home," Professor Dumbledore said.

"Oh," Fierra said thoughtfully. "But I thought only first years were sorted in front of the whole school?"

"Well, we're making an exception in your case," Dumbledore said. "We don't see any other way of sorting a new student as easy as using the Sorting Hat, though, do we?"

"I suppose you're right, Professor," Fierra said uncertainly. She followed Professor Dumbledore out of his office and into the Great Hall, where it was crowded with the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Professor Dumbledore instructed her to take a seat with the new first-years.

"Welcome, everyone, to another year full of learning and magic!" Professor Dumbledore announced, beginning his speech. He went on welcoming the first years, and reminded the students about some rules that Filch, the caretaker, has stood by (no magic in the hallways, etc.). Then, finally, he announced the arrival of a new student.

"As most of you know, I hope, that the first years that come into Hogwarts get sorted into their houses using the Sorting Hat," Dumbledore began. A murmur of comprehension spread through the student body. The headmaster continued, "This year, however, we have a new student, joining us from Turser School of Wizardry and Witchcraft." A loud buzzing spread through the crowd this time.

"So if none of you mind, I would like to begin the Sorting Ceremony with the sorting of a new seventh-year, Miss Fierra Diosa," Albus Dumbledore announced.

Fierra stood up apprehensively and walked to the stool, where the very old and dusty Sorting Hat sat. She put it on and took a seat on the stool, completely aware of the many eyes gawking at her in the Great Hall.

"Ahh... well, what have we got here? A new student, I see," the hat began. "But where to put you? Hmm. Well, I see a lot of bravery in here, maybe you would do well in Gryffindor. I see a lot of loyalty, too, maybe you would do well in Hufflepuff, yes, but, oh! I see something in here that is quite important. In that case, better be," Fierra held her breath, "SLYTHERIN!"

The whole Slytherin table clapped as Fierra took a seat next to a boy with silver-blonde hair and greyish blue eyes, who regarded her presence with great interest.

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