Disclaimer: i don't own Harry Potter, without further ado, i give you chapter two
Professor McGonagall led the first years through a labyrinth of corridors and into a small room. "I will come back for you shortly, please behave yourselves," she told them. The students, though nervous, were all finding Professor McGonagall's last comment very amusing, when a large congregation of ghosts burst into the room from all angles. A few people screamed and a girl standing in the corner fainted. "An interesting bunch this year, don't you think Friar?" a ghost with a ruffled collar remarked to a small, rather round ghost. "Indeed," Agreed the short man, surveying the students carefully. "A few of them remind me of the mob we got in '92," he added.
The sounds of the last of the students making their way into the Great Hall could be heard from the chamber and not long after, Professor McGonagall's resounding footsteps could be heard heading towards the first years. Lysander grabbed Lily's hand, "It's time Lil." Lily was the only truly indifferent one among herself, her cousin, Lorcan and Lysander. Of course Lorcan was trying to be Mr. Cool and hide his fear and Hugo was trembling violently. Lysander was trying to calm down Hugo whilst maintaining his tight grip on Lily's hand while Lily jumped up and down bubbling with excitement and pushing away her whispering fears.
Professor McGonagall swept authoritively into the chamber, "Follow me students." She began walking briskly, followed by the group of little eleven year olds chattering excitedly among themselves. The stern looking professor talked as she strode through the corridors. "I am currently leading you all towards the great hall where you will be sorted into your houses. There are four houses, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Slytherin. Rule breaking will lose points while the opposite will gain them. Your house will be like your family here at Hogwarts and while you may only be at Hogwarts for seven years, your memories will stay with you forever." The woman halted before a pair of giant oak doors behind which the rest of the school could be heard talking. "Take a minute students, compose your thought and tidy yourselves up as much as you can," there was a brief pause and then the doors were open.
Lily, Hugo, Lysander and Lorcan walked side by side into the massive hall. It was exquisite. The ceiling was an inky blue black colour and was scattered with stars, it was almost as if there was no ceiling at all. Everything in the hall was massive but it didn't make you feel small in comparison, it felt welcoming and made you feel as if you were a part of something special
Professor McGonagall made her way to the front of the hall and addressed the youngest students. "All you have to do is sit on the stool and try on the hat," she gestured to her right where an old stool sat with a rather large ancient hat upon it. "The hat will tell what you need to know. The Ravenclaw table is the blue one, Gryffindor is red, Slytherin is green and Hufflepuff is yellow. I will call out your name when it is your turn. "Annay, Sophie" a tall girl with dark hair made her way towards the stool, smiling and looking rather self-assured, the hat had only just touched her head when it screamed out, "Slytherin!"
Many different students came and went and made their way towards their various houses before Lily was called. She gently let go of Lysander's hand and strode confidently towards the hat, her shadow dancing behind her and sat down on the stool struggling to keep still. The minute the hat was on her head it began to whisper in her ear. "Another Potter, eh? Goodness me you are like your mother and your grandmother too. You won't let anything scare you and feel like you must be the strong one. You want to do well, a Ravenclaw trait, you're quite clever and witty, sarcasm is definitely your friend, you are a fierce protector of those that you care about and a loyal and devoted friend, you would make a grand badger. You're dying to be the best, Little miss Slytherin. Yet where you belong is clear and i warn you now, don't be scared to be scared. A definite GRYFFINDOR!" the last word was yelled out for the hall to hear and was met by loud cheers, Lily could hear her oldest brother clapping louder than anyone. She made her way down the table of people in red and slipped onto a long bench next to her brother.
Ray, Allen and Ryle, Samantha became Slytherins and then, "Scamander, Lorcan." No-one quite knows what was said that day, no one but Lorcan who found his place in the house of the witty and the wise, Ravenclaw. It doesn't take a genius to figure out whose name was called next. "Scamander, Lysander." Lysander stood up shakily and began to make his way up the hall towards his fate but being Lysander he oh so gracefully, tripped. About halfway up the hall actually, then he face planted and got a lovely cut on his cheek.
For Lysander, it felt like time had frozen and what a terrifying freeze-frame it was. Everyone was staring and a large amount of students, mostly those in green, were laughing. Lysander fought back tears, feeling his cheeks burn red, and picked himself up of off the uninviting floorboards, rising to his full height. He didn't want to take another step; he almost wanted to go straight home. Maybe the train hadn't left yet. Suddenly, next to Lysander was a fellow first year, one very familiar one with flame red hair. "Good luck," Lily simply whispered before creeping back stealthily to her seat as if she were a spy. Lysander put one foot in front of the other and took a step, he did it again, and again and again until he had reached the rickety stool and the dusty hat which were now both covered in handprints.
Lysander took a deep breath and sat down. "Well aren't you a little wallflower," a voice whispered in his ear. "You always take that extra step, a Ravenclaw trait but the odds are overwhelming, there isn't a lot of slytherin in you, not much Gryffindor either but you are extremely loyal, a hard worker, very honest and treat everyone equally. It has to be, HUFFLEPUFF!" The decision had taken only seconds and now Lysander sat down between Molly and Dominique, who he'd practically grown up with. The Scamanders were considered honorary Weasleys.
Finally, Hugo was called; it was only seconds before he joined many of his family members in the house of the brave and bold. The sorting was over. Time for the best bit.
A/N: it's probably about time that i mention my brilliant beta Siberki (I hope i spelled that right) and chapter three will be up when it's up really, life is mad