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Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were walking up the front steps of Hogwarts castle to start the feast. They would be in their 6th year this year and they couldn't wait. They had gotten together earlier in the summer to go and get all their supplies from Diagon Alley and then spent the rest of the summer at the burrow. Harry turned to watch the carriages pulled by Thestrals being pulled back down the path. He felt a tug on the sleeve of his robe and looked over to see Ron and Hermione waiting for him.

"Come on Harry, lets go in, I'm hungry" Hermione rolled her eyes before hitting her boyfriend in the back of the head.

"You're always hungry Ron, now come on Harry, everyone is already in there." Harry nodded dumbly before following his two best friends into the Great Hall. As they took their seats at the Gryffindor table, Harry noticed something very odd, there was one place missing at the Head table and Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore were not in their usual places.

"Do you guys know where Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore are?" Hermione and Ron finally took notice of the two missing professors.

"No but look, the DADA seat is empty. Do you think we will have a new teacher this year? Maybe they are meeting the new teacher now" Harry and Ron looked at each other in silence before looking back at Hermione.

"How are we suppose to know Hermione? Were not psychic you know." Hermione rolled her eyes at this before leaning over to talk to Ginny Weasley who say across from her at the table. They began speaking in whispered words before they were interrupted by the closing of the Great Halls doors. Everyone turned to see Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore leading the new batch of first years. As they drew near the front, all eyes followed the group. Finally they reached the head table and Professor Dumbledore took his seat in the centre of the table. Professor McGonagall placed a stool with an old a battered hat on the ground and stepped back as a tear in the brim of the hat opened wide. By now the whole hall was silent as they waited with batted breath.

In times of old when I was new

And Hogwarts barely started

The founders of out noble school

Thought never to be parted:

United by a common goal,

They had the selfsame yearning,

To make the world's best magic school

And pass along their learning.

"Together we will build and teach!"

The four good friends decided

And never did they dream that they

Might some day be divided,

For were there such friends anywhere

As Slytherin and Gryffindor?

Unless it was the second pair

Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw?

So how could it have gone so wrong?

How could such friendship fail?

Why, I was there and so I can tell

The whole sad, sorry tale.

Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those

Whose ancestry is purest."

Said Ravenclaw, 'We'll teach all those whose

Intelligence is surest.'

Said Gryffindor, 'We'll teach all those

With brave deeds to their name,'

Said Hufflepuff, 'We'll teach the lot,

And treat them just the same.'

These differences caused little strife

When first they cam to light,

For each of the four founders has

A house in which they might

Take only those they wanted, so,

For instance, Slytherin

Took only pure-blood wizards

Of great cunning, just like him,

And only those of sharpest mind

Were taught by Ravenclaw

While the bravest and the boldest

Went to daring Gryffindor.

Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest,

And taught them all she knew,

Thus the houses and their founders

Retained friendships firm and true.

So Hogwarts worked in harmony

For several happy years,

But then discord crept among us

Feeding on our faults and fears.

The houses that, like pillars four,

Had once held up our school,

Now turned upon each other and,

Divided, sought to rule.

And for a whole it seemed the school

Mist meet and early end,

What with dueling and with fighting

And the clash of friend of friend

And at last there come a morning

When old Slytherin departed

And though the fighting then died out

He left us quite downhearted.

And never since the founders four

Where whittled down to three

Have the houses been united

As they once were meant to be.

And now the Sorting Hat is here

And you all know the score:

I sort you into houses

Because that is what I'm for,

But this year I'll go further,

Listen closely to my song:

Though condemned I am to split you

Still I worry that it's wrong,

Though I must fulfill my duty

And must quarter ever year

Still I wonder whether

Sorting Many not bring the end I fear.

Oh, know the perils, read the signs,

The warning history shows,

For our Hogwarts is in danger

From external deadly foes

And we must unite insider her

Or we'll crumble from within

I have told you,

I have warned you...

And yet there will come the two

They possess the powers that,

The wizards and witches wish to possess.

So they will come, and with the peril,

For in their wake follows to darkness,

But also will come the light.

They will test the strength of us all,

And lest we unite, we are lost,

For they will bring hope and with it strength

Strength to do what has not been done before,

Unite the houses and they were meant to be,

So comes the prophecy of the stars,

Let the sorting now begin.

Everything was dead silent, that is until Professor McGonagall cleared her through and began to read off the names of the first years one by one, but this time unlike the many others, everyone was silent, unwilling to enjoy the first feast, just stuck in the thoughts of what the Sorting Hat could have meant by the last part of the song.

A deep dread was settling itself in the dark recesses of every student's minds, one that could not be ignored forever, just waiting for the chance to resurface. And they dreaded it, deep in their hearts they knew that something would happen, something that would change their lives forever, and the lives of those in the Wizarding world.

For the better they did not know, nor did they know whether it would be for worse, all they knew was that their lives would forever never be the same.