Chapter 1 Flashback to the Sorting Ceremony (in 2017)
"James Potter" cried Professor McGonagall. An 11-year-old boy with jet- black hair and chestnut-brown eyes walked up the steps to a stroll. He sat and the Professor placed a torn wizards' hat on his head.
"Plenty of courage, brains, and talent. Just like your parents. I know just where to put you.GRYFENDOR!!" screamed the sorting hat. The Gryfendor table was now clapping as loudly as a train horn. The Weasely and Potter boys were giving James a standing ovation. When James sat down next to his perfect cousin Matt. Professor McGongall called up the next student.
"Lily Potter". An 11-year-old girl with messy jet-black hair, and bright green eyes approached the stroll and the hat. She was 5'1, making her an inch shorter then her twin brother James. As Lily sat, her older brothers Sirius, Remus, and James looked up at her with their fingers crossed. Her cousins Matt, Mike, Pete, Hagrid, John, Chris, Arty, and Ed held their breaths.
"Ahhh" said the Hat. "Ah" said Lily as the Hat started to talk. "Another Potter. I know just where to do with you. Gryfendor!!" The Gryfendor table explored into applause. Lily hopped off the stool and ran down to take a seat next to James. Once the Great Hall was silent, the Professor called up the next 1st year.
"Samuel Malfoy." Another 11-year-old boy approached the stool. He had evil gray eyes and white-blonde silted back. As he sat on the stool, the hat was placed on his head.
2 seconds after the hat touched his head, the hat screamed, " SYLINERIN!!" The Sylinerin table explored into applause as Sam walked down to the table. 4 boys stood up and congratulated Sam as he sat down.
"Figures" said Sirius, looking mighty unhappy. "What's wrong?" asked James and Lily in unison. "They're all Malfoys. Cody is in my year and Sean is 6th year and they're total jerks," answered Sirius. "The other 2, Roger and Jeff are in my year and they cost their house at least 100 house points each year" added Remus.
"These should be some interesting years," thought Lily to herself as the feast begin.
"James Potter" cried Professor McGonagall. An 11-year-old boy with jet- black hair and chestnut-brown eyes walked up the steps to a stroll. He sat and the Professor placed a torn wizards' hat on his head.
"Plenty of courage, brains, and talent. Just like your parents. I know just where to put you.GRYFENDOR!!" screamed the sorting hat. The Gryfendor table was now clapping as loudly as a train horn. The Weasely and Potter boys were giving James a standing ovation. When James sat down next to his perfect cousin Matt. Professor McGongall called up the next student.
"Lily Potter". An 11-year-old girl with messy jet-black hair, and bright green eyes approached the stroll and the hat. She was 5'1, making her an inch shorter then her twin brother James. As Lily sat, her older brothers Sirius, Remus, and James looked up at her with their fingers crossed. Her cousins Matt, Mike, Pete, Hagrid, John, Chris, Arty, and Ed held their breaths.
"Ahhh" said the Hat. "Ah" said Lily as the Hat started to talk. "Another Potter. I know just where to do with you. Gryfendor!!" The Gryfendor table explored into applause. Lily hopped off the stool and ran down to take a seat next to James. Once the Great Hall was silent, the Professor called up the next 1st year.
"Samuel Malfoy." Another 11-year-old boy approached the stool. He had evil gray eyes and white-blonde silted back. As he sat on the stool, the hat was placed on his head.
2 seconds after the hat touched his head, the hat screamed, " SYLINERIN!!" The Sylinerin table explored into applause as Sam walked down to the table. 4 boys stood up and congratulated Sam as he sat down.
"Figures" said Sirius, looking mighty unhappy. "What's wrong?" asked James and Lily in unison. "They're all Malfoys. Cody is in my year and Sean is 6th year and they're total jerks," answered Sirius. "The other 2, Roger and Jeff are in my year and they cost their house at least 100 house points each year" added Remus.
"These should be some interesting years," thought Lily to herself as the feast begin.