This is going to be a short story i thought of today, about Gryffindors daughter, the average evil one and the not so averag someone ^_^

Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides Gabriella Gryffindors Character and the weird theories~


Chapter 1 - The Sorting-Hat was born

~10th Century

This night Helena and her Dorm-mate Gabriella were not blessed with much sleep, though even if they were to get sleep, it'd most likely have no use for them, since their excitement for the following they would probably even haunt their dreams, leaving them to wake up more than just once. All in all they got as much sleep as possible anyways and made their way down to breakfast were they noticed the eager founders, scribbling down on a parchment that laid in front of either one.

Part of the rite was to note down and think of the most characteristic traits and doings they'd look for in students, as well as their own. The both of them thought they might add the finishing touch to their notes, as the time for the rite was drawing closer and closer. They ate their breakfast of the magical table, that never ever changed, no matter how many centuries might pass, but none of them know that at this point, so they enjoyed their meal, mentally cherishing the thought of being recognized by the founders with their idea.

The day went on and the young women separated on their way to classes, the Slytherin-Gryffindor scheme was already used back then and up to a certain point that none really remembers now anymore it crumbled and broke off completely to mistrust towards each other house. Most likely it was the time when Godric Gryffindor officially announced his plead for equality. But that aside, the daughter of Gryffindor left for her class, as did Helena, the daughter of Ravenclaw.

During the day nothing particular entertaining or scandalous happened, so the only thing worth looking forward to, was the rite the two witches had been permitted to witness. They were excited for one, it was much advanced magic, second, they'd for once see Salazar Slytherin perform dark arts and then the fact that their parents were proud of them of course. It was not easy to gain the respect of one of the founders. Each of them a brilliant witch or wizard, with their own mastered subject, and gained respect in the wizarding-world, it certainly was anything but simple to shine in a school full of brilliant students.

But as the time drew closer to the nights events they grew impatient and rushed with every given task, nonetheless completing it with nothing to complain about. The homework given the day was done, the uniform neatly folded for the next day and they had changed to their all-day robes Helena wore a midnight-blue robe with bright blue highlights that sat really well on her charming her figure perfectly. Gabriella wore a robe in a darkened Gryffindor shade with golden highlights, fitting in well with her mahogany-brown hair.

As the time refused to pass faster they decided to play a party of wizarding-chess, with Helenea's sapphire and ruby figures. It was the present Rowena got her daughter to her 17th birthday as coming of age gift. Saphire represented Helena, as the daughter of the Ravenclaw house and Ruby represented her very best friend, the daughter of Gryffindor. The girls were close to a draw as usual when they took a glance at the time and smiled brightly as they straightened their robes and put on the shoes. It was time to witness magical Hogwarts history.

The birth of the, hopefully talking, sorting-hat.

The two made their way through the halls of the enormous castle the founders put up for all willing to learn, get a proper education, they passed happily chatting students, unaware of the events that were about to take place in the founders rooms. Taking the first set of stairs that led up to the room they always gathered when they had something important to discuss or a pupil that misbehaved. And as they climbed the stairs up further reaching the floor the room was located behind a secret passage, they grew completely excited and had a bounce in their steps without realizing it.

On their way Gabriella and Helena hummed the Hogwarts Hymn the founders tested with them when they were still Toddlers. It sounded rather strange to them now that they were older, but a Toddler surely thought it'd be a funny song a catchy music and as they finally reached the Statue that hid the marble staircase they chanted to password, phoenix-quill, simultaneously and laughed at that promptly as the statue stepped aside giving enough place for them to enter.

They climbed the moving spiraled stairway and knocked at the closed wooden door, which was the only thing separating them from witnessing History now. Helga opened the door for them and the young witches happily stepped inside thanking the elder founder. Eager to start as well, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, as well as Gryffindor pulled out either their parchment and stood around a small round table that was occupied by the old hat.

The students took place on a couch near the wall, from where they had a perfect view on the happening. First the founders all had already pulled out their parchment, focusing on what it displayed. Now every one of them whispered an old, really ancient spell and one after another said their name out aloud. In exactly that order they took on the hat, now reciting a long and complicated charm they put on the hat one after another, thinking hard on what they expected their students to be like.

Studious, witty, intellectual, curious to wisdom might it be ancient or newly achieved. Rowena Ravenclaw concentrated and focused on the traits she valued in students. When her recite was finished she handed the hat over to Slytherin and he took it on, thinking of his ideal student. Cleverness, determined, blood purity, a certain disregard for rules, were the traits he wanted to display his following students as long as the hat might live on. He handed it to Helga and when she put the hat on she thought of loyalty, fairness, understanding, and eager to do their best as her valued traits, she imagined as her future Hufflepuff students to be. At last the hat was handed to Gryffindor and he started to whisper the words that'd be the beginning of the end, producing a permanent piece, following Headmasters or Headmistress' would hold dear as a reminder of the beginnings and roots of the sorting. To achieve a environment, almost like a family, dividing the students by their traits to quickly blend in. So he thought of what he valued in students that were elected to join the Gryffindor towers family. Chivalrously, bravery, a strong heart, and the thought of everyone as equal without any prejudices.

Gryffindor sat the hat back on the table and all of them took out their wands. Not just Slytherin but all four founders together worked now the dark magic, that'd bring the hat to life. They all in unison now chanted the dark spell that would do the most important part. The hat would be able to announce his opinion, look into the students minds, wander around in the memories, make the monumental decision that'd bind them to a house for their whole Hogwarts-Education.

And when they finally were finished, they all sighed in relief as the hat came to life and started to wiggle on the table. The young women stood now close to the founders and took a closer look at the old leather hat. The drapes gave it the look of a face with mouth and eyes and as it wiggled a little bit more the founders suggested testing it at the young students which witnessed the whole event. Both of them were delighted being able to help and Helena took on the hat first. And with a deep voice the hat spoke; "Oh, Hello young Ms. Ravenclaw. You are a very witty and clever witch with a rather bright mind, very intelligent. Your mother made the perfect decision for you. Though you might be a little bit too arrogant and determined you clearly belong to the halls of Ravenclaw."

Pleased with their creation their eyes glinted and they tested it on Gabriella. Her father personally put the hat gently on her head and flashed her a smile. He clearly was pleased with all that happened today, besides the dispute they had with Slytherin a few hours prior. Then the hat spoke up again with its deep voice; "Oh a good evening to you as well young Ms. Gryffindor, thank you I am fine and delighted to receive the honor of this task given to me and I'll do my best to give equal chances to every student that my leathery self may get put on." Gabriella smiled happily, she just thought, wishing him a nice evening and how he felt and the hat was able to think of an answer by itself. Noticing that the founders smiled as well and the hat continued. "Now Ms. Gryffindor, I am now to tell if your father made the right decision putting into his house and I can tell it was. You might be a witty, bright and clever witch, but by far not studious enough getting sorted to spend your time in Ravenclaw's halls, as well you inherited a hard-working, loyal and fair soul, but as well you don't belong to Hufflepuff's halls. Determined, yes you are, also a little bit sly with wizarding chess I see, but you'd never fit in with Slytherin's students. Your heart belongs to Gryffindor. You my young lady are a chivalrous woman, defending those that are underestimated, or in great danger and prove a brave heart. I am happy to agree with your father."

The hat fell silent again and all of the six persons in the small hall shook hands and sealed the birth and flawlessness of the sorting hat.