Me-I want to thank my reviewer riverholly13086! review please

Percy-can I do the disclaimer

Clarisse-no Prissy, It's my turn to do the disclaimer

me-There aren't turns and neither of you are in my story!

Hermione-I'm in the story

me-Hermione, the disclaimer

Clarisse & Percy-*attack Hermione*

me-Own these characters I do not

Harry-wrong story

me-no one cares

Annabeth

I walked into a room that could've fit 9 regular size houses! Amazing architecture! The white stone was the perfect match for this room! The ceiling was...where was the ceiling?! it looked like the sky! It was beautiful!

The woman called Professor McGonagall took a hat out and placed it on the stool. A rip at the base of the hat opened. It began to sing!

In times of old when I was new

And Hogwarts barely started

The founders of of nobel school

Thought they'd never be parted:

United by a common goal

They had the selfsame yearning

To make the world's best magic school

And pass along their learning

"Together we will build and teach"

The four good friends decided

And never did they dream

that they might someday be divided

For where there anywhere schuh good friends

as Slytherin and Gryffindor

unless it was the second pair

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw

So how could it have gone so wrong

How could such friendships fail

Why I was there so I can tell

the whole sad sorry tale

said Slytherin

"We'll teach just those whose ancestry is the purest"

Said Ravenclaw

"We'll teach those whose intelligence is the surest"

Said Gryffindor

"We'll teach those with brave deeds in their name."

Said Hufflepuff

"We'll take them all and treat them just the same."

These differences caused a little strife

When they first came to light

For each of the four founder had

A house in which they might

Take only those they wanted so

For instance Slytherin took those of purest of blood

And those of sharpest mind where

Taken in by Ravenclaw

And the Daring went to Gryffindor

and the loyal

Where taught by Hufflepuff

And this is how things were

For several happy years.

At this point I tuned the hat out. It is a ranter, that hat! And I was board of its rhythmic rant!

I began to pay attention when professor McGonagall called out a name. "Abocrombie, Euan" A short boy hopped up on the stool. He looked terrified. The hat screamed "GRYFFINDOR" and I jumped. It was so loud! Phoebe went to Gryffindor. I was called!

When the hat fell over my eyes a small voice whispered stuff about me. most of it I couldn't understand. I guess I would have had to remember something.

The hat put me in Gryffindor and I went to sit with Hermione.