The Four Heirs
(A/N: I don't own Harry Potter, if I did. I wouldn't be here writing a fanfic...instead I would be writing lovely novels in the middle of mountains drinking tea and wrapped around in a blanket and sitting by the fire. Dang that sounds enchanting ..... Well anyways...all songs, places and characters belong to J.K.Rowling besides my characters.)
(THIS IS A REVISED CHAPTER!)
Chapter One: The Sorting Hats Prophecy
It was a new year for the Hogwarts students. The first years stood nervously in a bunch clinging together. But the old Sorting Hat had its own idea and started with something else than the regular sorting of the first years:
"Brought together
dust to dawn
they shall wed the day
before the dark one
come to slay
the one who lived.
Must they wed?
You dare say
The would perish in hatred
There own souls
Eating them alive pieces to pieces.
Ravenclaw to Slytherin
Hufflepuff to Gyffindor
The must wed
Before it becomes
To late and they lay there dead
Dawn of the first of May.
Brought together there fates
Have intertwined
Into a blossoms of roses
Or a poison ragged bush
Love or die are there choices
Love or death
Brought together
In the dusk to the dawn
What shall they choose?
To love or to face death?"
The sorting hat sang cheerfully, he sounded delighted to sing a horrible riddle of menacing words. The teachers and gasped of what the hat was saying.
Headmaster Dumbledore cleared his throat and stood up, "I see this is the year that the truest of the houses are picked. It's an honor to be picked, but the sorting hat riddle is not all wrong. If the couples do not fall in love it would be tragic, and they would die. We teachers, and I, have no control of who the spirits of the Houses pick. So we will proceed of what the Sorting Hat has to say." He said and sat down.
The students waited for the hat to start up again.
"Gryffindor I shall call first
brave are there hearts
darlings are they, chivalry
is what they hold.
Sir Godric had chosen
The first time he laid his
old eyes on dear Mr. Harry Potter.
Mr. Potter, do stand
Show everyone that you are
Godric Gryffindor's heir to be. "
Harry turned pale and suddenly felt dizzy. His classmates in Gryffindor clapped loudly for him, all where smiles. The first years also clapped, his classmates told him to stand up like the Sorting Hat said. So he did, hunched over the table he whispered to his best friends Hermione and Ron, "I think I'm going to vomit." Ron patted him on the back, "Its going to be alright Dumbledore said it was an honor." He said reassuring his best friend. Hermione crying hugged Harry and kissed his cheek comforting him even though she was breaking down crying for him.
The sorting started up again with his haunting words.
"Hufflepuff is to be next
in there hearts are just and loyal.
Not afraid to stand in toil.
Patient and trustworthy are they too.
Mademoiselle Helga waited so long
For her pick to blossom to the
Women she is today.
Lovely Miss Brooke Chandler, stand for us all.
Show that you were meant to be
Mademoiselles Helga Hufflepuff's heir to be."
A beautiful girl stood up, her long blonde hair lay on her shoulders. Like Harry she was turning pale and holding her stomach and looked like she was going to vomit. Her chocolate eyes looked at Harry and smiled weakly. Her Hufflepuff peers cheered loudly obviously very proud of Brooke.
The sorting hat chuckled and started the riddle for the Ravenclaw heir.
"O' dear Ravenclaw
is the wisest they have
wit ,charisma, and a mind
for all thing.
Mother of the house
My dear Rowena was.
She picks her wisely
And carefully.
Mind you this women
Knows more spells than
The old Headmaster himself.
The lovely and wise Ceres Angstrom
Is the heir to be, for Mother
Rowena Ravenclaw.
Oh stand my Ceres for you
Have been picked."
A woman with dark auburn hair stood up and smiled weakly. Her Ravenclaw peers clapped so loudly and some stood up with her hugging there dear friend, kissing her on the cheek a lot of them did. It was obvious that Ceres was a very kind lady and got along with every single one of them. She was also beautiful like Brooke but she didn't wear what the other students wore, she wore what the Professors wore.
When the noise died down the hat started on the Slytherin prophecy started.
"Slytherin is to be last
cunning and wise they are
the Slytherins.
Salazar chose no fool
To bear the name of heir
(even if he not blood of Slazar)
he pondered many years
to choose this man
Very proud Salazar is of him.
Please rise fare Draco Malfoy
You sire are the heir of
Salazar Slytherin."
Draco stood; the whole Hall erupted with cheers of the Slytherins for Draco. Draco not the fragile boy he was the last sixth years of his being at Hogwarts, had grown and looked more mature. His body built of Quidditch years of games and practice. His hair no longer plastered to his head but hang loosely almost covering his eyes, which made him more appealing.
Headmaster Dumbledore silenced them, "For you first years this is not a regular event for our school. Our dear Sorting Hat usually has a little song before you are sorting. But this year we as a whole school shall sing our song to welcome you." He beamed. He conducted the whole hall to sing.
"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do you best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot."
The students sang there loudest, the voices echoing off the walls. When all quit at different times Professor McGonagall took stool and the old hat that silenced since it's last prophecy ended. "Let us begin sorting." McGonagall said and at that time. The heirs sat down and Professor McGonagall and the Sorting Hat began the sorting.
When that last person was sorted Professor Dumbledore stood up. "I would like to inform the first years that the Forbidden Forest is of grounds, I also wish to speak to the heirs after dinner is done. I have two words to speak Shankle Snarts." He bellowed and there plates filled with food.
The students ate down there food and they were scooted off to bed, at the Great Hall doors stood Draco, Harry, Ceres, and dear Brooke. Dumbledore sauntered toward them. Harry and Draco gave each other icy stares of hate. Ceres and Brooke hugged each other. "Until today, I've never really met you. But I've heard gossip about you." Brooke said to Ceres.
"I hope the gossip is pleasant, I try not to make a horrible lasting impression on classmates of all houses." Ceres said and the two girls held hands. "No it wasn't bad at all, I heard that you were very smart. Even smarter than Miss Granger, also I heard that you know ancient wizardry." Brooke said cheerfully.
Ceres smiled, "Well what you hear is true, I do know ancient wizardry. Some spells even go back before this school was ever built, there most difficult and dangerous though." There conversation caught Harry and Draco's ears, Ancient Wizardry? How in the devils does she know those spells? Draco thought puzzlingly.
"Well isn't it my greatest students from the past six years." The wise Headmaster paused and kissed Ceres and Brooke's foreheads. "I will guide you to your new common room. It gorgeous really, the bedrooms change to type of house you are in. Oh and your password is Mockery of Profanity. Rather odd is it? Now children..." he said turning around facing them. "You are all growing adults and the temptations are very strong. Like the sorting hat said, Gryffindor to Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw to Slytherin. If any of you sleep with the opposite partner, you will die of a very painful death. Also what the sorting hat said is to wed, not actually to wed...but to prove love physically."
Draco's mouth dropped like a rock, it took Harry a while to figure it out and his eyes grew so wide it looked like they were going to pop out of his head. Brooke turned beat red and Ceres sighed, "Very wise Headmaster using Old English." She said under her breath.
Harry and Draco looked at her like she was crazy, "But I feel like there is more information that you haven't told us." She casually spoke brushing her long cape off. "YOUR ACTING LIKE THIS IS NORMAL!" Harry squawked. Ceres smiled and accidentally laughed nervously.
"Ah yes, as you know you are have all been picked..." the headmaster said as they went up the fleets of stares. "Sir Godric, Sir Salazar, Lady Rowena, and Lady Helga's ghosts will be staying with you. Looking after you basically, making sure you keep in toe." He said smiling.
This shocked the four of them. Three of them laughed nervously this time, Draco just stood there rubbing the back of his neck. "Well that's a surprise." He muttered.
They stood and looked up at a painting, it was a beautiful lady with pearls laced around her neck and she wore a simple relaxing dress. "Password?" she said sweetly. "Mockery of Profanity." Dumbledore said. The portrait swung open.
Inside it was absolutely gorgeous. The windows clad in soft creams and a dark green, the whole room was trimmed with gold. The cream was obviously picked by the ladies and the green was picked by Sire Salazar. "Welcome to your new home." A tall ghost said he shook hands with the four of them.
His simple gesture of shaking hands scared the four of them. "H-eeellooo." Harry stuttered. "My she's beautiful." A ghost said who had major cleavage and had a pudgy face that made Harry think of her as Aunt Marge. The other one looked directly at Brooke. "Beauty means nothing; a woman has to have brains to stand on her own." Another woman said unlike the other one she was smaller and more elegant.
"Yes...but still, if you don't have beauty you don't have anything." The plump one argued. "I agree with Rowena, now a day's women need the knowledge. We aren't in our time anymore. Men and women alike need more knowledge than back and our day" A man said behind them, he was clad in all dark green and he had menacing black eyes.
This shut the plump one up quickly, "I believe I can leave them with you." Dumbledore said smiling. The kids shook there head, scared half to death they didn't want there Headmaster to leave. Even Draco didn't want him to leave.
"I have to go, attend to other things. Please my children be kind." He said and left, leaving the poor kids frightened. Three of ghosts smiled, one scowled. "I'm Godric Gryffindor." The first man they met said. "I'm Helga Hufflepuff." The plump one said and smiled. "I'm Rowena Ravenclaw, and this is Salazar Slytherin." She said pointing the one behind her.
"I don't know why I'm here." Salazar said and moved away from the kids. "Are we actually living her?" Harry said doubtfully. "No shit Potter, that's what the old wart said." Draco snapped at Harry redeeming his normal attitude.
"Don't you dare call Professor Dumbledore an old wart! You shouldn't even be in this school your so rotten to the core." Harry hissed at Malfoy. "So I'm not a goody too shoes like you, doesn't mean I'm rotten to the core. At least I don't get special treatment just because I got a damn scar on my head." Malfoy hissed back.
This got Harry fuming, "You're a pure blood asshole! That's what you are! Thinking you are better than everyone else! Well MALFOY! Your not, you're lower than scum!" Harry shouted on the top of his lungs.
"My lord, two minutes in and there already fighting." Helga said putting her ghostly hand over her mouth. "Hey you two cut it out." Ceres said. They ignored her statement and went on fighting. "I don't want to raise my tone, and I never yell but this is getting rather annoying." She said to Brooke.
"I agree." Brooke sighed. So the two girls counted to three and on the top of there voices they yelled, "SHUT UP!" That silenced Harry and Draco quickly. "I apologize for screaming but it was the only way to silence them," Brooke and Ceres said quickly at the ghosts.
"I'm going to bed." Draco snarled he walked into the bedroom and slammed the door behind him. "I swear I will kill Malfoy one day." Harry muttered and crossing his arms. "Well, that was most surprising. Draco found his room okay, let me show you to yours Harry." Godric said and floated over to a door Harry followed Godric into his room.
Rowena looked at Ceres deeply; Ceres' hair was up in a clip pulled back from her face. "Dear how long is your hair?" she asked. Ceres smiled, "Very long." She took the clip down, her auburn red hair came cascading down to her waist.
"I still think beauty is better than brains." Helga huffed taking Brooke's hands and guiding her to her room. "I like how you dress, it shows that you well preserved and tells me that you look inside of a person instead of there looks." She said and touched Ceres' hair.
"And that she's a virgin." Slazar said. Rowena looked at him, "Preserved is a better word, and virginity is the most private thing a woman could ever have." She smartly replied. "He would know nothing of that," Ceres remarked. Rowena laughed very loudly, "Guess what she said Slazar!? You would know nothing of being a virgin."
Salazar scowled darkly but he couldn't control that he blushed silver. He went into another room snarling something to himself. "I use to be able to tell Salazar off like that." She smiled and then guided Ceres to her room.
The heirs and the ghosts had a smooth night after that; they all found themselves sleeping like they were on a cloud. Since the next morning was going to be very early for the young heirs.