A/N: Sorry I haven't updated for a while in my reading the books story. I promise that I would be alternating between that and this. Credit goes to RedHal for the idea of this story! This also isn't read by a beta so if I have any mistakes feel free to point it out. =)
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A Staff Room Meeting
Everything was ready. Well, as ready as it can ever be.
Minerva McGonagall cast her eyes around the staff room. Everyone had a different expression on their faces. Albus Dumbledore looked quite eccentric indeed in his shiny purple robes. His long shiny silver beard was tucked into his belt. Of course, there was that ever annoying twinkle in his eyes as always.
Severus Snape, the potions master, was in his usual black. He had an expression on his face which was a cross between a scowl and a sneer. Tiny little professor Flitwick was sitting upon a stack of books looking thoughtful. Pomona Sprout was eyeing the little dying plant in the corner of the room as if itching to tend to it.
There was complete silence of course. Everyone was contemplating about their project. For this summer, they planned to have purebloods and halfbloods raised in homes based on magic live for one week in the houses of muggleborns while the muggleborns will live for one week in pureblood homes.
This was because of the alarming ignorance of magical children of anything muggle. The discrimination against muggleborns was alarmingly increasing too. It was a plan destined for disaster. But there was no backing out now. All parents had no choice. Everyone was going to participate. The letters have been sent, the ministry had approved, and the preparations had been made.
They just needed to know who was going to each others' homes. But to be fair of course, it wasn't the parents nor the students nor the teachers were going to choose. Not even the ministry. It was the hat.
After several discussions and debates, it was decided that the sorting hat would decide which home the students would be staying at for a week. They had scheduled hat the magically expanded Hogwarts train would take all the families to Hogwarts at exactly eleven o'clock am. They were going to arrive at the evening.
Minerva glanced at her watch. It was almost time. She pursed her lips tighter to hide her anxiety. She glanced at the sorting hat which Dumbledore had brought with him to the staff room. It was as still as ever.
After several more minutes of endless waiting, Dumbledore stood up with a great big smile. "Well that's that, we better get ready in the great hall. I expect them to be arriving soon," and then he led the way out.
Minerva stood up quickly and glimpsed at the hesitant faces of her colleagues. "We should go now," she said gesturing at the door and then followed Dumbledore.
This was going to be a hard day indeed.