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Chapter 2: Sorting

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It is my first day of teaching, honestly how hard can it be? I am dressed in horrid robes yet again. What I wouldn't give for jeans and a t-shirt.

Whoa, hungry now. The food from last night wasn't that bad. It ain't like mama's cooking, but oh well it will dog. Same seat open next to the dark haired one. He's not very sociable. I usually am but I am currently quite shell-shocked at the moment, plus the five hour time difference doesn't help matters. Phew, food and how in the hell did they know not to give me coffee? Mmm….looks like they gave me iced tea. WRONG. It is cold but it isn't right. I must not gag. Must not gag. I know what it is, no sweetener. I must have made some kind of noise because "Mr. Dark" looked at me. Should I say something to him? Why not? Oh yeah, American accent might be weird, oh well. This "tea" is total crap.

"Have y'all never heard of a sweetener?" Shit, I actually said "y'all" in my first sentence to the man. I am such a redneck. Must resist the temptation to bash my head on the table for letting my Southern ways get the better of me.

"I am sure you confused the house elves." Ok better name for him is now "Mr. Gravel Voice." Whoa.

"I probably did. I will give them the family recipe so I don't gag every morning." Good girl, sound smart but don't let on that you have no idea where the house elves actually are.

No response, just a glare at the three I rode with yesterday. Ooo a tap on the shoulder.

"Hello, Headmaster." Clever, Cam…go girl.

"Hi dear, call me Albus. (Phew no awkward school girl moments) I noticed that you have met our Potions Master, Severus Snape."

I nod and glance at the man with the Roman name and nose. I must not think of togas and gladiators. Fail…TOGA TOGA TOGA!!!!

"Good. If you are finished with breakfast, will you join me in the office for something important." I've been summoned.

Be nice, let those Virginia manners work. "Of course sir, please lead the way."

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I was right about the eccentric part, oodles of shiny objects. I would love to figure out what most of them do but I must stay on task here. No goofing around.

"I am sure that you noticed the Sorting Hay last night." So that's what it was.

I nod yet again, words apparently don't work right now. He continues to explain what it does and the whole history behind it. Being quite the nerd at times I soak it all up like a sponge. Then the last part throws me for a loop: "And I would like you to be sorted." Ok, so didn't see that coming.

"Ok and I have nothing to worry about when it goes on my head."

He twinkles. "Nothing at all."

Great. "Ok" he plopped the thing on my head and it throws me for a loop. I knew it talked from last night but this is a whole conversation that a hat is trying to start with me.

"Interesting, I haven't sorted anyone from this family in nearly 400 years. (Err we went to the colonies) Well lets see… very bright, cunning, clever, and blindingly ambitious. Hmm, but a firmly placed moral compass and like to be in charge even if it is subtly. I guess the best place for you to be would be…… SLYTHERIN!"

Albus is still twinkling his eyes at me. Reminds me of a college professor I had, tough dude. I bet he is too. "Very interesting dear. I am sure Severus will be pleased to know he is not the only Slytherin on the staff anymore."

Just great.

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