A/N: Hi, everyone :) Another chapter is here, our friends arrive at Hogwarts and are sorted. By the way, I would like to ask your advise about how to cintinue. The one option is to write another chapter of Calliope's first year and the fourth chapter being about her fourth year (Harry's second), where *SPOILER* *SPOILER* the Chamber of Secrets opens. The other one is jumping immediately to her fourth year. I would like you to tell me which of the two I should do. But for now...enjoy the Sorting Ceremony :)

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It was already dark when they arrived. The night was clear and the sky full with stars. The students had changed in their school robes and Calliope looked around.

'How will we go to the school?' she wanted to know.

'First years will go by boats, it's tradition' Oliver explained. 'After all, it has to be something special for you. The others will go with carriages'

At that moment, the four friends saw a giant standing a few meters away from them. Calliope left a small scream and the Weasley twins gasped, but Oliver only laughed and waved at the man, who greeted him back.

'That's Hagrid, the gamekeeper. He's really funny, although he loves all dangerous creatures. Good luck at the Sorting Ceremony, you three'

He patted Fred and George on the back, gave Calliope a quick hug and rushed off to seek for his friends. Calliope left a sigh and didn't know if her nervousness was stronger than her excitement.

'Let's go to the boats then'

As they were walking, though, a black-haired first-year pushed them through, making them almost falling down.

'Watch where you're going, losers!' he snapped before leaving them alone. The three children looked at each other.

'Slytherin' they stated simultaneously.

Oliver was right. Going with boats to the castle was something she would never forget. The lake was very calm and reflected the night sky. They held torches in their hands and the bright flames seemed as if they were dancing on the surface, giving a mysterious aura to the whole scenery. But the most beautiful sight was that of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry itself. It stood proud and majestic, with most of the windows being lit.

'I knew what to expect, but it's still an incredible feeling, right?' George whispered and they nodded.

Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress, professor of Transfiguration and Head of Gryffindor House, waited for them in front of the closed doors that were leading to the Great Hall. She was an old woman with a serious expression.

'She seems scary' Calliope mumbled to the twins, who would surely know more, since their whole family had attended the school.

'Our brothers have told us that she's strict, but very kind and willing to help' Fred comforted her. 'But you have to be careful never mess with her, because you'll get detentions every day'

Professor McGonagall welcomed them to Hogwarts and informed them about the process of the Sorting Ceremony, the four Houses and in which occasions they would lose or gain house points. Calliope promised to herself to not get into serious trouble, no matter in which house she would go. Fred and George, on the other hand, were smirking slyly and it was obvious that they weren't planning to do the same.

'And now, follow me, please'

At her command, the doors opened and they marched into the spacious Great Hall. Innumerable candles hang in the air and spells had been casted on the ceiling, making it represent the sky outside. Calliope was impressed and realized that there were still many things she was about to discover in the wizarding world.

In front of the table where the members of the staff were being seated, stood a stool with an old hat on it. The smile faded from the girl's face, thinking that now came the part that was making not only her, but most of her classmates, very nervous.

'I'll read your names from this list' McGonagall said, holding a large piece of parchment in her hands. 'You will come forward and wear the hat, which will decide in which house you will be sorted into. Adams, Matthew'

A very short, blonde boy sat on the stool and folded his hands, which were trembling. A slice opened in the hat, like a mouth, and started mumbling.

'Very well!' it exclaimed after a few seconds. 'RAVENCLAW!'

The students at the Ravenclaw table started clapping as Matthew approached them and sat down. The process continued and Calliope felt her pulse and her anxiety increasing.

'Bowden, Calliope' McGonagall called out after a while.

Trying to calm down, she walked as confidently as she could and climbed on the stool, while McGonagall was placing the hat on her light brown hair. She saw Fred and George both giving her a thumbs up and she smiled.

'Hmmm…' the hat uttered. 'I see… You're loyal, fiercely loyal, young lady. You would make a great Hufflepuff'

Hufflepuff is good, she thought and the hat left a strange sound, as if it wanted to laugh.

'But, on the other hand, I see something else. I see an unnatural bravery, deep into your soul. You're willing to take risks to protect those important to you'

Me? the little girl thought. You see bravery in me? Are you sure? I don't mind at all, but I never believed that I was brave.

'Yes, yes' it insisted. 'You will do well there. So, if you really don't mind… GRYFFINDOR!'

The Gryffindors clapped as she was walking to them, with a huge smile on her face. She sat next to Oliver, who gave her a high five, also smiling.

'Welcome to the lions!' a red-haired boy who sat across from Oliver shook her hand. 'I'm Percy Weasley. If you need any help, don't hesitate to tell me'

'Thanks'

'I told you, Calliope!' Oliver exclaimed. 'I told you that the Sorting Hat is wise and can see things we can't!'

'You were right' she laughed. 'But I still can't believe it, to be honest. I always thought I was a coward'

'Maybe this is the time for your bravery to come to surface. But now, let's stop talking to watch the rest of the process' Percy silenced them.

More students came at the Gryffindor table and the queue of first-years standing before Professor McGonagall became smaller and smaller. The last ones were the Weasley twins, who were both sorted into Gryffindor. Fred sat down next to Percy, while George took seat at Calliope's side.

'See, Callie? Never be sure about anything' he told her, referring to her statement that she would be sorted into Hufflepuff. 'Now we're all together!'

'Yeah, that's really great!' Calliope agreed, before turning towards Percy. 'I suppose you're related to them?'

'Unfortunately' Fred answered, receiving an angry glare from his elder brother. 'He's the always studying guy who hates jokes and pranks!'

'Watch your tongue, Fred!' Percy pointed his finger at him. 'In two years I may be a prefect and then you better be careful, because I won't let you ruin everything'

'But until this dreadful day comes…' George started.

'…we can do whatever we want' Fred added for him.

Percy shook desperately his head and Calliope chuckled. She couldn't answer, though, because Headmaster Dumbledore stood up and all students stopped talking to listen to him.

'Another year of Hogwarts has begun' he started and his voice was calm and warm. 'To you who are in your first year, welcome to our school. Before we start with our feast, I would like to speak to you about some matters. First and most important, you are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, for your own good'

'Sweet' George uttered and Calliope was sure that he was thinking of ways to sneak into the forest.

'Second, Mister Filch has pleaded me to advise you to not walk around after curfew. You need all your strength for your classes and you have enough time to do that during the day'

At these words, though, Calliope couldn't help but smile towards the twins. Not wandering around after curfew is a rule that every student who's respecting this title has to break. This would be so much fun indeed. A magical castle would surely have secret passages and mysteries and she was eager to discover them.

'But now, let us enjoy the feast!'

Suddenly, the glasses and plates filled automatically. Calliope hadn't seen so much food and grabbed whatever was in front of her. Immediately, the Great Hall filled with laughter and conversations. Oliver, Fred and George asked the young witch about her parents and she was happy to see that they didn't mind that she was Muggle-born.

'Our dad is obsessed with Muggle stuff' Fred said. 'He would love to meet you. It's also his occupation, you know'

'Studying the non-magical world from a wizard's point of view must be very interesting' she stated.

'There's a lesson called Muggle Studies' Oliver informed her. 'Next year you'll have to choose some new subjects and it is included. I don't have it, but I'm sure you'd be excellent'

While he was speaking, though, his eyes narrowed and he looked more carefully towards her. Calliope felt uncomfortable and wondered what could be wrong.

'What is it, Wood?' Percy asked curiously.

'Callie, your eyes…' Oliver started. 'Are they…violet?'

'Yes' she nodded. 'They were dark green, but for some odd reason they turned violet when I was seven'

'Seven?' George repeated. 'Seven is the year when magical ability is revealed. Maybe that's why'

'You mean they changed as a sign that I am a witch?' Calliope wasn't fully convinced. 'Can that happen?'

'Keep it as a possible explanation' Oliver smiled. 'Magical abilities come in different ways to surface. Some children may do things like levitating objects, others can maybe see things others don't and so on. Violet is a very rare and special color for eyes and, well' his smile grew wider 'you're special, since you're a witch'

She blushed deeply and quickly looked at her food to hide it. Much later, when the last pieces of dessert had magically disappeared, Professor Dumbledore told them that it was time to go to bed and bid them a good night. The first-years followed the prefects, who led them to a portrait with a fat lady.

'Password?'

'Godric Gryffindor' the prefect replied and the portrait swung open.

The Gryffindor common room was very comfortable. It had the colors of the House, tables and sofas were everywhere and the fire was lit. Calliope would love to stay there all night, but she was tired from the long journey and curious to see her room.

After she wished goodnight to Oliver and the twins, she walked the stairs. Her dormitory had five beds and the trunks were already there. Calliope spotted Amber at the window and went to caress her wings. The owl hooted and flew away to go hunting.

The other four girls she would share the room with soon came after her and they introduced themselves as Lexi, Phoebe, Elaine and Harriet. Lexi's mother and Harriet's father were Gryffindors, while Elaine's parents were in Hufflepuff and Phoebe's mother in Slytherin.

'But she had no idea why' Phoebe stated with a smirk. 'Maybe because she was very suspicious and could sense danger from a mile away. She told me she hated being sorted into Slytherin. I guess she'll be happy when I tell her I'm in Gryffindor'

'Alright, ladies, conversations end here' they heard the female prefect's voice. 'Go to bed. Tomorrow will be your first day here and you don't want to fall asleep during class'

'No, we most certainly don't want that' Lexi winked towards Calliope while the latter was lying down.

Calliope stared at the ceiling for a while, thinking about her first impression of Hogwarts. She had great friends already, the headmaster was very friendly and everything was so peaceful.

I'm happy, she thought before falling in a sleep without dreams.

A/N: Ok, everyone, that was it for now. Hope you enjoyed it :D xx