SLYTHERIN! Yelled the Sorting hat, and Harry grinned as he took off his hat. He was so glad that he hadn't been put into Ravenclaw, which was renowned for being the house to turn out more dark wizards than any other.

But then the hat suddenly shouted "Just kidding, GRYFFINDOR!"

Harry's grin fell. He looked around the table and saw a girl lip synching into a water bottle. She was belting out Dream on by Aerosmith. He made a face and continued walking down the table. As he walked on, he saw twins trying to shove their wands in each other's noses. A boy had just blown up his drink, the girl named Hermione was making love to her books, and the red-headed boy he had met earlier on the train was busy cowering behind her in fear that the fake spider in his plate would attack him.

Harry shook his head and sat down besides them anyways. He was new to the magical world, 'I guess they are a bit weird.' Harry thought to himself.

"The blue bus is calling us…" Harry turned around and saw another familiar face, the boy whom he had rejected earlier named Draco Malfoy was singing.

"The killer awoke before dawn," He sang on ominously, "he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall!"

Draco grinned and continued in a haunting voice, "He went into the room where his sister lived, and..." He paused, "then he paid a visit to his brother, and then he," Suddenly he shouted, "He walked on down the hall!" He lowered his voice again to that haunting tone "and and he came to a door...and he looked inside,"

"Father,"

"Yes son," He said in a deeper voice,

"I want to kill you" The hall gasped.
"Mother...I want to...fuck you!"

"KILL KILL KILL" He mouthed to Harry. Harry paled and felt that this foreshadowed an event that would happen before the end of the year.

"Don't worry about him," Hermione said flicking her mane of hair behind her, "Slytherins are weird like that, I read it all in this wonderful book called Hogwarts, a History." She started eyeing her book with a type of sexual hunger.

'Weirdo,' Harry thought to himself. He quickly busied himself with filling his plate with food.

But even though he was seriously wigged out from all these, uhh, interesting characters, he felt that staying at Hogwarts would be the most wonderful years of his life.