A/N: Yay! I'm back from camping so while I was there it turned out there was tons of wasps and a few hornets around our campsite and down at the lakeside so I spent a lot of time hiding in my tent, but that gave me lots of time to write so here is a short story I wrote on how Bellatrix was sorted into Slytherin. Enjoy :)

"Bellatrix Black" Minerva McGonagall called from the head of the Great Hall.

Bellatrix walked up from the crowd of first years that were waiting to be put into their houses. She sat down on the old wooden stool with a evil smirk on her face, she was convinced she was going to be sorted into Slytherin house, just like the rest of the Black family (with the exception of her light hearted cousin Sirius)

"Ahhh, another Black." The sorting hat looked down at her over its brim. " You are very brave, you have a lot of the same traits that Godric Griffindor had."

"Put me in Griffindor and I'll turn you into a neck warmer for the Basilisk" Bellatrix snapped

"Well that wouldn't that wouldn't be very pleasant. Very Well where do you want to be?"

"Slytherin" Bellatrix stated proudly

"Hmmmm..you seem more a Ravenclaw than a Slytherin, definitely not a Hufflepuff though. Lets look deeper into your head here.."

Bellatrixs evil grin returned

Loyal hearted, but only for people who you desire or deeply love like or sisters and who you would call the dark lord?"

Bellatrixs grin widened

"No doubt that's going to create the future you desire…or as close as you can get to it anyway eh?"

Bellatrix slightly blushed a shade of scarlet, the sorting hat knew she desired more about the dark lord besides his power.

"You like to hurt people don't you Bellatrix? Okay better be SLYTHERIN!"