The Great Hall was filled with chattering students. The four house tables were bare, empty plates and goblets glising in the light. The doors opened and in came Professor McGonagall, with a stool and the tattered, old shorting hat. She was followed by a group of nervious eleven-year olds. She placed the hat on the stool and took out a scroll of names. With that the sorting had began.
"When I call your name, you will come foward. I will place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be shorted into your houses." McGonagall explained before she started calling out names.
Up at the Staff table, two people talked quietly.
"It doesn't seem like eleven years does it, Sev?" Harry Potter-Snape asked his husband of fourteen years who sat beside him.
"No, it doesn't. Sometimes I forget just how old they are. If feels like yesterday we were holding them for the first time." Severus replied
"Potter-Snape, Aphrodite" Professor McGonagall called and beautiful girl with long raven hair and onyx eyes steped foward. She(McG) placed the hat on her head. Seconds later, it yelled "Griffindor!"
The Griffindor table erupted in cheers and applause as Aphrodite hopped down from the stool and made her way to her house table.
"Potter-Snape, Lillian" McGonagall called out next, and another equally beautiful girl with long raven hair and emerald eyes stepped foward. She sat on the stoll and McGonagall placed the hat on her head. It immeditily screamed "Slytherin!"
Aphrodite cheered the loudest as Lillian made her way to the Slytherin table. She received disgusted looks from her fellow Gryffindors.
"What?" She asked them curiously.
"Why are you cheering on a Slytherin? They're evil." One boy asked.
"Excuse me? What did you just say?" She asked stiffly, surly she had herd them wrong.
"I said ,Why are you cheering on a Slytherin. They're evil." He said nerviously, scared by her tone.
"She's my twin sister, of course I'm going to cheer for her. And Slytherins are not evil. Just because one wizard from there tried to take over the Wizarding World you automatically assume that everyone in Slythern is evil. My father is a Slytherin and he is one of the kindest people I know." She responded annoyed and slightly angry.
"And who is your father?" He sneered at her.
"Severus Potter-Snape, The Potions Master here." She replied smugly. The boy immeditily went pale. His sister was a 6th year and she had told him all about the terrifying potions professor.
"Wait, that greasy git, the dungeon bat, the Slytherin favoring, Gryffindor hating, mean bastard is your father?" asked a 4th year boy, pointing towards Severus at he Staff table. As soon as he saw her face he wished he hadn't of said that.
"Do you have a death wish?" a 2nd year girl asked him.
The entire Great Hall went quiet, waiting for her to reply to what he said. The staff looked on with disbelief. 'Who would say that to someone about their father, besides Severus?' They all asked themselves as they awaited the reply.
Aphrodite's dark eyes, darkened and she looked ready to hit someone.
"I-I-I..I'm-I'm...I'm sor-sorr-sorry." He studdedred
"As eloquent as that apology is, I don't accepted it. You're an arsehole and you better take back what you said about him. His hair is not greasy, and he doesn't hate Gryffindors, if he did he wouldn't have married my dad. "
Before she could continue a brown haired, first year girl asked "Who's your dad?"
"Harry Potter-Snape." Aphrodite replied.
"Harry Potter? The-Boy-Who-Lived?" She asked, amazed.
"It's Potter-Snape now, but yes. My dad is a Gryffindor but he's half-Slytherin and my father is a Slytherin. I know they are not evil, that is just prejudice. Not all Gryffindor's are brave, trustworthly and honourable you know. During the first war with Voldemort not all Death Eaters were Slytherins. My own grandparents were betrayed by a fellow Gryffindor, and my father was a spy for the light durning both wars. So don't tell me that Slytherins are evil because I know better. Now, would you like to take back what you said about my father or am I going to have to make you?" She said. She had inherited her dad's temper along with her father's cutting, acid tounge.
"I take back what I said. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me." The boy said, scared for his life.
"Fine." With that the great hall became quiet again. At least untill, Professor Snape called out.
"Mr. Johnson, 10 points from Gryffindor and detention with Flitch tomorrow night. If you were trying to beat the record for getting points taken and a detention on the first night back, you need to try harder."
The boy shrunk in his seat with a reply "Yes, sir."
The great hall was filled with laughter as Professor Dumbledore stood and said "Now, that the entertainment is over. Let the feast begin." He waved his hands and each of the tables were pilled high with food, of all shapes, sizes, types, and flavors.
The rest of dinner was uneventful. The girls made friends at their respective house tables. After desseret, Professpr Dumbledore rose and said:
"Before we part and head to our respective beds, I have a few announcements. Now, normally I would have made them before the feast, but our entertainment put us a little behind schedule. Anyway, I'd like to welcome the new students and well as the returning students welcome back. I'd like to mention the the Forbiden Forest is off limits to all students. It's much to dangerous to enter without adult supervisions. Second, Third years, Hogemead weekends will start at the end of this month. And lastly, Quidditch tryouts will be desided by your head of house and team captins. Now, pip pip, off to bed all of you."
And With that, the students followed their prefects and housemates to their dormatories. The rest of the night was uneventful. The first years were introduced to their house prefects and head of house, and shown around their common rooms and dorms. That night the whole castle slept peacefuly, eager to discover what the year ahead held.