The sorting hat finished its song and everyone clapped. The first years stood nervously waiting for their names to be called.

Professor McGonagall opened looked at the piece of parchment and read the first name.

"Argent, Allison."

Allison walked slowly up the steps, determined to look forward and not at her feet. She sat down on the stool and the professor lowered the hat onto her head.

The hat had only just touched her when it yelled out

"GRYFFINDOR!"

A loud cheering went up from one side of the room. Allison jumped down and ran towards to screaming table, smiling. She sat down next to a third year boy.

"Hey, congratulations Allison Argent, you got the best house."

"Thanks!"

"I'm Derek."

"Pleased to meet you Derek."

Isaac stood nervously, completely unsure of what was going to happen. To be honest, he knew nothing about the houses except what he had learned on the train. All he knew was that he wouldn't be in Ravenclaw, but apart from that, he was out.

"Lahey, Isaac." The teacher said.

Isaac went to the stool and closed his eyes. He felt the hat on his head and heard a small voice enter his mind.

'Hmmmm interesting. There's bravery yes, and definitely ambition. But that loyalty, that is why it has to be-'

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Isaac felt his chest deflate with relief as he walked towards the group dressed in yellow. He sat down and felt like a large weight had been lifted off him as he turned to watch the others getting sorted.

"Martin, Lydia."

Lydia walked towards the hat with her head held high. She sat down, resigned to not show any emotion on her face.

She hadn't even felt the hat touch her when she heard a voice-

"RAVENCLAW!"

Lydia forgot her resolve and laughed as she walked over to the other Ravenclaws. Yes, she was going to fit in here.

"McCall, Scott."

Scott's heart was beating so loudly, he was sure everyone in the hall could hear it. He tried to calm down as he sat down and the voice started talking to him.

'You are a brave one and you don't have a bad mind either. I can see into your mind though and I can very clearly see-'

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Scott felt so light and happy as he went down and sat next to Isaac. One of the older boys extended his arm across the table.

"Pleased to meet you Scott, you're going to love it in Hufflepuff. We live next to the kitchens. It's awesome."

Scott laughed and shook his hand. "What's your name?"

The teenager smiled.

"Jordan. Third year. Trust me, as I was just telling Isaac here, you'll never be as nervous as you were just then. It's all uphill from here."

Stiles fidgeted as he watched all the first years go sit in their new houses. He knew he was going to be next. He couldn't wait any longer. He bounced up and down as McGonagall straightened her parchment and opened her mouth.

"Stilinski, Stiles."

Stiles walked as briskly as he could without running. He heard the little voice start talking as the hat touched his head.

'Now this is a good mind. Ambition, yes. Courage. Cunning. It has to be-'

"SLYTHERIN!"

Stiles blinked in momentary surprise. Slytherin. He thought for a moment before grinning. Awesome.

He sprinted to the green table and high fived the other first years.

Jackson tried to look confident as he approached the stool. As it happened, he didn't have to be nervous for very long as the hat called it's answer the moment the hat hit his head-

"SLYTHERIN!"

Jackson smirked as he waltzed over to his new table. His grin faded slightly when he realised he was sitting next to Stilinski. Stiles rolled his eyes in irritation and Jackson shuffled several inches in the other direction.

Kira cursed her last name as she stood by herself, waiting for McGonagall to call her name.

"Yukimura, Kira."

Kira tried to stop herself from shaking as she walked up the steps. As she turned to sit she looked at all the tables. There was the green table that Stiles and Jackson had joined. The people on that table smiled like they knew something she didn't know. She knew she wouldn't be sent there. The next was Lydia's table. Everyone on that table intimidated Kira. She hoped the hat wouldn't tell her she belonged there. Allison sat at the next table talking to a boy who seemed to be a very enthusiastic story teller. Kira would like to be with them, but they all had this reckless look in their eyes that disconcerted her. The last table were laughing and talking and sharing food. Scott and Isaac were talking to a teenage boy with a nice smile. Kira knew that was the table she wanted to be sitting at.

She felt the hat lowered onto her head and she closed her eyes.

"-HUFFLEPUFF!"

Kira wanted to cry with relief. She raced to where the boys where sitting and flung herself down next to them. Everyone around her was clapping. The boys immediately included her in their conversation. Kira knew that Hogwarts was going to be amazing.