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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.
