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September 1st 1971

The sorting hat sat on its stool in the middle of the great hall watching as the students started piling in. another year another sorting. The hat thought.

This year however would be an interesting one. As the sorting hat already knew; one of the pupils he had previously sorted had gained a tremendous amount of power in the past year and started to put the wizarding world in havoc. When he had been placed upon that boy's head so many years before he knew how much he strived for power, being the descendant of Salazar Slytherin. Oh how I would give anything to see the look on Salazar's face if a seer had told him that his last living descendant would be a half-blood!

The sorting hat knew from the second he was able to see the boy's mind he belonged nowhere else but Slytherin, so there was no use in keeping himself on his head for any longer than that second. But what he saw in the young boy was an incredible gift of magic and talent that would be horrific in the wrong hands. Back on his perch that night he had warned Professor Dippet to keep an eye on the Riddle boy to make sure he doesn't go down the wrong path during his schooling. But the professor later had said that Riddle was such a clever boy and didn't show signs of being dark. But Dippet had forgotten one thing that had blinded him from seeing the truth in Riddle

Thomas Riddle was a Syltherin.

Riddle had to have been the most cunning and devious young wizard the sorting hat ever had to sort, The boy was able to throw off the old headmaster completely as well as the rest of the staff.

Well, except one.

Albus Dumbledore was the only professor who was able to see right through Thomas. He kept a watch on young Riddle when Dippet had refused and even called him out on what his plan was when he came seeking the defense against the dark arts post.

Now THAT was fun to watch!

But now the sorting hat took himself out of his musings and saw a group of first years walking up to him to be sorted. Looking at the group he noticed right way that this group didn't seem as timid as all of the ones in the years before them. They kept their heads held high and walked right up to him waiting to be sorted. That's odd he thought in the years previous wars would have the effect of making the children more frightened. He looked around the great hall for the reaction of the older students and saw the traces of fear in their eyes. Yet the young ones showed none. As professor McGonagall finished her speech to the young ones the sorting hat thought. These children are going to have a big part in this war.

For the first time the Sorting hat was unfortunately right.

A/N- hi everyone! this story i wrote for my all of my readers and especially my reviewers! (i love you all and happy valentines day!) it's a short little story about the Marauders, Lily and Snape getting sorted and the whole thing will be completed soon. i know i haven't updated my other two stories in a while but the reason is because of college work, job hunting, and a very severe case of writers block... i swear they need to come up with some type of medicine for that!

while i've been working on chapter 5 for can't pull one on the marauders and chapter 3 of harry's first week in hell i wrote this piece. i'm still working on those chapters and i promise the moment i finish them they will be put straight up! but anyway i hope you enjoy this story, and please review! thank you and have a Happy Valentines day!