Albus heard dishes clanging and a midst of voices. Everybody seemed happy. The first years walked in the middle of an aisle between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Albus looked at the different of expressions of the houses. They all stared at them while some clapped and other just glanced at them. They walked up near the podium. Albus saw every teacher except Professor Longbottom, whose seat was empty, and there were some odd mixtures of teachers surrounding Headmistress's golden owl podium. Rose and Scorpius managed to reach Al who was ahead of the group.
A professor walked up to the podium and grabbed the sorting hat. Rose leaned over and said
"That's Professor Mycelia" Rose whispered, looking.
"The old mattered hat couldn't decide your house" Albus thought. Just then the hat started to move and growl. The first years, counting Albus, was astounded. The old hat wasn't just a shabby top hat it was really a talking moving hat.
The sorting hat started talking about the history of Hogwarts, which Albus was not interested in. For some reason he was staring at the Headmistress while she was placing herself onto her throne. The hat soon started smile and sing a jolly song. Everybody even Al began to sing the song that the old broad hat sang.
In times of old, when I was new,
And Hogwarts barely started,
The founders of our noble school
Thought never to be parted.
United by a common goal,
They had the selfsame yearning
To make the world's best magic school
And pass along their learning.
"Together we will build and teach"
The four good friends decided.
And never did they dream that they
Might some day be divided.
For were there such friends anywhere
As Slytherin and Gryffindor?
Unless it was the second pair
Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw,
So how could it have gone so wrong?
How could such friendships fail?
Why, I was there, so I can tell
The whole sad, sorry tale.
Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those
Whose ancestry's purest."
Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose
Intelligence is surest."
Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those
With brave deeds to their name."
Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot
And treat them just the same."
These differences caused little strife
When first they came to light.
For each of the four founders had
A house in which they might
Take only those they wanted, so,
For instance, Slytherin
Took only pure-blood wizards
Of great cunning just like him.
And only those of sharpest mind
Were taught by Ravenclaw
While the bravest and the boldest
Went to daring Gryffindor
Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest
and taught them all she knew,
Thus, the houses and their founders
Maintained friendships firm and true.
So Hogwarts worked in harmony
for several happy years,
but then discord crept among us
feeding on our faults and fears.
The Houses that, like pillars four
had once held up our school
now turned upon each other and
divided, sought to rule.
And for a while it seemed the school
must meet an early end.
what with dueling and with fighting
and the clash of friend on friend.
And at last there came a morning
when old Slytherin departed
and though the fighting then died out
he left us quite downhearted.
And never since the founders four
were whittled down to three
have the Houses been united
as they once were meant to be.
And now the Sorting Hat is here
and you all know the score:
I sort you into Houses
because that is what I'm for.
But this year I'll go further,
listen closely to my song:
though condemned I am to split you
still I worry that it's wrong,
Though I must fulfill my duty
and must quarter every year
still I wonder whether sorting
may not bring the end I fear.
Oh, know the perils, read the signs,
the warning history shows,
for our Hogwarts is in danger
from external, deadly foes
And we must unite inside her
or we'll crumble from within
I have told you, I have warned you...
let the Sorting now begin.
The whole school erupted in laughter and faces were being turned to red.
At the midst of the chatter and laughing, Professor Mycelia yelled a peculiar name.
"Abbot, Riley!" A cute curly brunette girl walked up to the stool. Neville came out of a door and smiled at his child. He looked very stern and a mature teacher since the last time Al had seen him. The little girl closed her eyes as Mycelia placed the sorting hat onto Alice's light curly clocks of hair. "Hmm…. hard to decide because of your ancestry but I'll say Hufflepuff!" The Sorting Hat's "mouth" opened farther than anybodies mouth. Riley looked happy and ran to the Hufflepuf table. They all cheered for Riley, but were soon silenced.
"Arganth, Gregory!" Gregory looked a little down and he walked to the chair. Mycelia placed the hat upon his head and the hat yelled. "GRYFFINDOR!" He ran to his house
"Bart, Steven" A boy the size of Al sulked to the chair.
Slytherin! Bart smiled as he ran to his new house. More students went up to the podium and chair and was made into a new destiny. Scorpius was next.
"Malfoy, Scorpius" The name shocked the school. Whispering clashed but was silienced by the voice of the hat.
Uh, an urge to change houses, aye? Well then I wont allow that change! SLYTHERIN! The hat bellowed casting frowns upon Scorpius's face.
After a bunch more students were chosen, the two friends of Al's were up.
"Scamander, Lysander" He ran like lightning up towards the hat.
"Ravenclaw!" The hat bellowed. He smirked and skipped down the steps to Mark. He was the second Ravenclaw to be seated.
"Scamander, Lorcan" Lorcan walked up and crossed his fingers.
"Mmmm…. Let's see … Slytherin!" Lorcan looked extremely mad. The Slytherins cheered which quietly faded away.
After various students were being placed into certain houses, there was only couple of students left, standing amongst Al and the Weasleys were last. Finally Mycelia said Albus's name.
"Potter, Albus!" She looked happy but surprised of his name. Albus, sulking, gave a quirky walk as he made his way to the podium and sat on the stool. The hat was placed on his head. His messy not-too-long hair was getting whips of wind from the Hat's voice. He heard the hat talk inside his mind but also from the outside.
"Albus eh? Named after two great leaders! And the most famous person of all Harry Potter. Gryffindor or Slytherin. Your father chose to be in Gryffindor and it made him a great person but now if you were to be in Slytherin then it could change your life" Albus hesitated and was nervous. Everybody stared at him waiting for the hat to announce his house. In Albus's head he argued with himself but some how he got an urge to say what house he wanted. He whispered to the hat.
"Oh well this is shocking well if it's your choice then so shall it be"
Rose's eyes started to shake and it seemed like every voice and eyes were on him and the Hat. The Hat mouthed a word and shouted Albus's new house. SLYTHERIN! The Hat screamed Al's new house, there were no clapping, no words at all, just a mid silence. Rose and her cousins stood in shock and James, who was already in Gryffindor, looked like he was going to kill someone. Albus was scared now his smile turned into a frown.
In the midst of silence a clap was heard from the Slytherin table. There seventh graders and a couple younger students stood from their table clapping. Their claps influenced others and then Scorpius and Lorcan stood from their newly house and joined them. Soon Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw joined in on the happiness. There were no claps from Gryffindor or his family.
The reaction was instantaneous. The whole Hall erupted with his relatives calling out for him to be re-Sorted. The entire staff table stared with open shock; all except Professor Longbottom, who was beaming ear to ear, as though she had just won the House Cup. Albus realized as he got out of the chair, giving the Hat to a suddenly pale Professor Mycelia, that he was sorted into Slytherin. As the only Potter in Slytherin, the expectations would be so much more. He was a little sad, knowing that Rose and he would be separated, maybe for the first time in his life. The Slytherin table was cheering as he walked over and sat down, walking past all of the seats offered and planting himself beside Scorpius, who looked just as shocked as Neville but as happy as Albus.
"Good job Albus!" Lorcan proposed. Many seventh year students patted Al on the back, while Rose's name was called out. "Weasley, Rose!" The little red head girl walked to the stool still shocked from Al's outcome. Was she mad at me? Al thought to himself. His green almond shaped eyes were only focused on his cousin. Scorpius too was balling his eyes on her.
The hat covered her red perks of hair, showing only her blue wonderful eyes. The hat spoke very clear this time instead of being muffled. Well how many Weasleys do we have now? But it might be the same with you as well. You have a lot of courage but you also have a mighty fine piece of wit and you are very cunning as well_ Albus wanted her to be in Slytherin but would she be able to.
Gryffindor possibly but don't you want to be in with your cousin Albus Potter? It seemed like she was talking with the hat as well. What was she saying? Al would keep arguing with himself with those words.
Rose closed her sea blue eyes and the Hat yelled her house. Gryffindor! Albus's enlightened smile turned into a deep frown. His shoulders sulked back into position and he pulled himself back under the wooden table where his newly housed first years sat. Al watched as the last batch of First Years got sorted. Roxanne was partially last and was sorted into the same house at Rose, placing her butt next to the laughing Rose.
What if Al made a mistake of choosing Slytherin? Maybe if he told the hat to choose any house would he still be in Slytherin. Was he really cunning or evil like James had said? Albus couldn't answer his own questions with the fact that his family will look upon him differently.
The Headmistress, Isla Hassle, strolled to her golden owl podium where all could see. Her purple robes sparkled with shades of lavender with a nice touch of velvet. "I welcome everybody back to a start of a brand new year. We have lots of new things starting and many new students arriving as well. We accompany you all listen right now." She addressed. Al had now gotten his attention on her. "We have one teacher that will be leaving us this year and that is Professor Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw and Charms teacher_" Everybody clapped for the short wizard who stood on a pile of stacked books. He took a stern bow to the students before Hassle continued. "We would also like to welcome our newly appointed Arts teacher, Professor Clyde." Albus and the students applauded once again as a tall curly brown haired women stood from her light weighted chair. Her smile showed her purely white teeth and her smoky grey eyes opened up. Her fingers interlined her other hand as she sat down. "Also I would like you to know that Hagrid, our groundskeeper and Care of Magical Creatures teacher, would let you know that he has now allowed new creatures into our new association which will allow you to experience new ones." The head talked more and more after that. The only thing that got his attention was when she called the First Years. "
"First Years I would also acknowledge you to not enter Hogsmeade unless you have special permission and not to perform any magical spell or enchantments on teachers or other we have a new law in order, the Dobby Liberation Act. Now our house elves are employees and will not be treated as slaves. Any person to be found with abusing our employees will be severely punished." Albus then shrugged after that. "Now let us start by having our feast, you may begin!" Food of all kinds appeared on the empty bowls, china, and squash and mashed vegetables were in sight of Albus. Pastries and desserts were also next to Albus. Albus felt like he was in heaven. Albus and his new house clammed there hands to their foods.
By the time Al had finished his first serving, he felt stuffed like a turkey. Scorpius's plate was a squalid with stains. Lorcan had already finished and Darius, a long brown headed kid was still clutching chicken wings in his hands. One short slim boy sat farther than the group of first years. He had a brown piece of cowlick sticking up on the side of his fore head. His name was Kirk. Kirk munched on some food and seemed to be in a very sorrow mood. Maybe he wanted to be in a different house or was feeling the same way as Al.
"Um… Albus what's wrong?" Scorpius nudged him. Albus woke from his gloom.
"Oh it's just that…my family might not appreciate me anymore because_"
"Because you're in Slytherin." Scorpius cut him off his blond hair was brushed by Al's breath. "Don't worry, Rose will come clean with you." Rose would never apologize to Al. Albus was always the one to apologize not her.
"But my brother James is going to say so much negative things about me. James and I don't get along" Albus told Scorpius, who was listening very well.
"Yeah, I can tell. You know maybe you will be wrong. Maybe they will not hate you."
The two got back into the mild conversation with the other guys. Lee Webster kicked back into a subject "I hope i make seeker or chaser. My mother was a seeker in her third year, pretty young right?' Albus was more proud with his family because his family was the best Quidditch players during their years. His mother was a chaser during her fourth year and his father the youngest seeker ever was in his first year.
"My dad wasa seeker in his first year." Albus blurted out. Everybody boggled their eyes at him. Lee's mouth dropped and looked amazed. "My mother is also the senior corresponder in Quidditch, she was a seeker and chaser."
"Wow Albus your parents are awesome, mine are boring they like to read and practice spells." Darius told Al. Lee was still dealing with the truth with Harry Potter being the youngest seeker in history. Still no one had ever been a seeker for a first year ever since that day. Albus had a lot to live up to if he were to do that but he had no worries, he was not interested in being a Seeker. He really wanted to be a chaser like his mother but would take alot of practice.
"You are also lucky." Scorpius said light punching his shoulder.
"How?"
"You were born from the most bravest person and survivor. His dad killed Voldemort, Voldemort tried to kill his dad but some how it rebounded."
"Oh that but its nothing."
"Yeah it is! Your are probably the most luckiest person."
"Wait who's Vol-demorty guy?" Kirk barged in. Everybody stared at. Everyone seemed to know who Voldemort was except Kirk.
"You dont know who Voldemort is?" Darius was shocked.
"No becasue I'm American."
"Your an American?" Scorpius laughed. Not many Americans had ever chose to come to Hogwarts. There was an American School called Abatic School of Wizardry, but guess Kirk chose Hogwarts over Abatic.
"Why is everyone suprised? I can't be the first American."
"There has been a few but none in Slytherin." Al told him.
"Okay but hold on before we get into America, who the hell is this Voldy dude?" Kirk spoke odd words like dude and did not have an accent which made it hard to listen.
"His name was Voldemort. He was a dark wizard who purged this school, killing innocent people. He cause two wars and costed many people's lives. No one likes talking about because it brings back horrible memories, so please dont talk or say his name."
"Okay, sorry." He went back to his book. Darius called him a nit for not knowing who the heck Voldemort was. Kirk seemed shy most of the times not really social but now he came out of his little turtle of his called a book.
A blonde girl who looked cute poked Albus on his back. Al turned around to address her. "Hi, can you pass that pastry basket?" She sweetly asked as though, she was a cupcake.
"Yeah, yeah sure," He handed her the woven basket that had breads and muffins. "Here you go." She placed it next to her plate. Her hand was held out to Albus.
"I'm Cecelia Quall, you must be_" Albus answered his name.
"Albus Potter" They shook each others' hands. She gave a genial smile to Al whose mouth turned back into a smile.
"Another Potter, the teachers would probably expect so much from you, right?" Albus wasn't so sure. His father was a great man in all but Al didn't know what expectations he had for his father.
"I'm not sure. Maybe they will but I doubt it" She giggled at his words.
"You're funny. I think we could be friends someday." Albus nodded. What was she meaning by 'friends'? Cecelia turned back to the girls that surrounded her. Albus thought dearly about what she meant but couldn't stand thinking anymore…..
P.S I do not use alphabetical order. So don't criticize me on that!
So well how was that? I, personally, thought it was good. I loved having Al be placed into Slytherin because more research i did on his name and words i realized Slytherin would be perfect. Leave a review as well! :) Thank you Billyduncan for reviewing :)