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McGonagall cleared her throat. "The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." She looked at us one more time before turning around and entered a different door.
"So the rumors were true…" Drawled a familiar voice from behind.
I turned from the doors to see Draco eying the boy with unruly hair. He had a smug smile one and was leaning against the banister, so were Goyle and Crabbe.
"Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." He finished. 'What the flipping boy-who-lived?' I looked at knobbly knees in shock. 'This kid was the one who saved the wizarding world…no it can't be like if this is true I am a fairy princess!'
I wasn't the only one in shock the whole class was now looking at each other, murmuring and gasping in shock. I am glad I wasn't the only one. I looked at Pansy.
"You knew this, too?" I asked her. Pansy was one to gossip she gets it from her mother. I was her only 'best friend' besides Millicent Bulstrode and she would always come to me with gossip and news that I never remembered. She nodded and crossed her arms.
"Yeah some other first year came is saying "Did you hear Harry Potter is on the train?"" She retold sardonically in a high voice. "We wanted to check it out but you were sleeping but we knew you would kick our butt if we didn't bring you."
"This Crabbe and Goyle," he introduced nodding to the two. "And I am Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He walked up to Potter looking him in the eye. I rolled my eyes. 'What is up with this guy and dramatic entrances? I feel as though I have heard that line before'
Weasley snorted.
"What think my name funny, do you?" Draco asked glaring at the redhead. "I don't even have to ask yours. Red hair and a hand me down robe you must be a Weasley." His said the shameful name with disgusted. He switched his attention back to Potter.
"You must know that some Wizarding families are better than others Potter. You don't want to go…making friend with the wrong sort" He held out his hand in suggestion. "'I can help you there."
"I think I can tell the wrong sort myself thanks" Potter rejected his friendship! Well, I can see already there are going to be problems. Professor McGonagall returned and tapped Draco on the back so he moved back to his previous spot but not without glaring briefly at Potter.
"We are ready for you now." Professor McGonagall pulled open the door wide.
The entrance hall was large in comparison to Muggle household, not that I have ever seen one. The ceiling was looked so high you had to tilt you head back, torches covered the stone walls. We followed Professor McGonagall across the stone floor. Hundreds of voices surround us, the rest of the school was facing us probably hoping for us to hurry up since we were taking so long. There were thousands of candles in mid air and four long tables holding students. There were golden plates and goblets. In front of all of this was a long table where the teacher's sat.
Potter was pushed into me and almost made me collapse on one of the students sitting.
"Watch yourself, Potter!" I sneered and pushed him back into his Weasley friend. I can see he has already picked up the trait of rudeness. I fixed my hair, lifted my head higher, my nose in the air, and carried on.
I already knew how they sorted the students from research but it was amusing to hear what others had to say.
"My brother told me we had to fight a dragon."
"No it was a troll, stupid!"
"I heard it is some sort of test, I think my brother Fred said it hurt a lot."
"I bet he was joking."
Their ideas were idiotic what would they test us on if , in front of the whole school, if we had not learned any magic yet I mean what could me possibly do? I looked around to see everybody was nervous and terrified.
What pansies. Even Pansy was nervously looking around. I sighed. The only one I saw calm was this girl with bushy brown hair and large front teeth. She was speaking in a hushed tone reflecting all the spells she would use,
I slowed down until we were in pace with each other.
"So you know a lot of spells?" I asked curiously tilting my head to the side.
"Of course I had to be ready with intellect." She said it as though everybody else was supposed to do the same thing.
"Well it is nice to meet you, my name is Madeline Diana Kerian, pureblood." I held out my hand for her to shake.
"Likewise, Hermione Granger, muggleborn" She smiled at me and shook my hand.
At that moment I quickly released her hand, lucky a few people behind me screamed and it seemed like I was startled by the sound.
The kids around me gasped and I looked behind me to see about 20 ghost pass through the walls. Outline in white and semi-transparent the floated across the hall speaking to each other as if they were used to our shocked and surprised reactions.
They seemed to be arguing about another ghost named Peeves.
One ghost in ruffs and tights seemed to finally notice us.
One ghost, Fat Friar gasped "New students," he did not even wait for our response. "About to be sorted…hmmm?"
Few of us replied but only by nodding with large eyes, me not being included since I have know Animi-felis was a spiritual presence feline so I am quite used to this type of behavior. "Hope to see you are in Hufflepuff, my old house you know" he said holding his hand to the place where his heart would be.
"Come along, the sorting ceremony is about to start," Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared in front of us. "Into a line now." She instructed.
Feeling the seed of nervousness began to grow in my stomach I did a she told, and caught up to Pansy standing in behind of her and in front of a boy with sandy hair.
We were lead up to face the other students.
Among the students there were ghost sitting on, in, at the table.
"It's bewitched to look like the sky outdoors. I read that in Hogwarts, A History" I heard Hermione whisper.
So I also like many other students looked up and saw a smooth black ceiling sprinkled with glistening lights.
It would seem as though there was no roof but that was magic.
I heard a thump as Professor McGonagall placed a three legged stool and a very old wizarding hat on top of it. If I wore something like that in my house, my mother would have a field day.
Everyone stared at it so I did too. There was a pregnant pause where no one spoke, not a sound in the air, when the hat twitched.
It twitched, suddenly.
A wrinkled near the brim of the hat opened wide like the mouth of a puppet.
The flippin' hat began to sing? I probably had the most confused face right know.
Oh you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap
(AN: I know you skipped the song so go back and read it again!)
The whole hall sprang into applause once the hat finished. I clapped too but it was more of an I-hate-that-guy-but-I-want-to-be-polite-so-I-will-clap clap.
A few kids sighed in relief. Those who suggested ideas were moping the corner. I knew trying on a hat would calm their nerves a bit. Yet it was still in front of the school.
The Sorting Hat's descriptions of Slytherin "those cunning folk," "Use any means to achieve their ends," fit me perfectly.
Professor McGonagall was holding a long roll of parchment.
"I will call your name," she said. "You will then come up and sit on the stool."
"Abbott, Hannah!"
A blushing girl with blonde hair in pigtails scrambled out of group and sat on the stool. Professor McGonagall put the hat on her head. It was so big in fell over her eyes.
There was a pause.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The Sorting hat shouted.
The table covered in back and yellow cheered joyfully.
While Hannah walked over to her new house the large ghost waved happily to her.
"Bones, Susan"
From then on the line got shorter as more kids were sorted into their house. Millicent was the first Slytherin. The mudblood I spoke to…Granger was in Gryffindor. I would have sworn she would have ended up into the Ravenclaw house. Her mouth during the whole time was throwing up knowledge.
"Kerian, Madeline"
Show time.
I flipped my hair over my shoulder and walked up to the stool. I tried my best to act like I owned the world. I fixed my skirt as I sat on the stool. When the hat was placed on my head it was too big and fell over my eyes.
"… Well I see you are a quiet one," I heard a gruff voice say into my head. If anyone had seen my eyes they would have noticed they tripled in sized, yet I did move a bit as if something was poking my arse.
"...hmmm very smart indeed sounds like Ravenclaw... (*snorts*). No open feeling of kindness, so that is a no Hufflepuff, it is defiantly not for you… oh, Pureblood, very good... Cunning... Clever... Ambitious yet you are brave and highly courageous but you are overly cunning and slick/sly your Slytherin out weights you Gryffindor so... I'll say... SLYTHERIN! …SLYTHERIN!"
I let out a deep breath I did not know I had been holding and 'smiled' like it was no big deal. I walked out to the end of the Slytherin table and sat near the Great Hall doors.
Neville Longbottom (The boy with the toad) fell on his way to the stool and was sorted into Gryffindor, 'Was the Sorting Hat mental?' after a long time. On his way down he even left with the hat still on his head!
Draco when his name was called swaggered forward to the stool. The hat barely touched his head before screaming, "Slytherin!" Draco came and joined Crabbe, Goyle and I. He looked pleased with the hat's results.
"Congratulations on getting in to the house of your choice." I said looking at Draco.
"Thanks how come you took so long I thought you would never come down." He looked at me curiously taking a seat on my right.
"The hat was briefly viewing about something but it is nothing to worry about I am here aren't I?" I asked rhetorically ending the conversation.
There were fewer kids now.
Theo got sorted with us and but sat closer to High Table. Even though he was far I saw him sneak me a smile in which I returned with a nod.
Pansy was a Slytherin too. 'Not a surprise.' She skipped to where I was sitting and gave me a hug. I looked at her strangely before rolling my eyes. "Yayy! We are all together, not like it wasn't expected, so isn't that great!" She smiled and pranced around the table and she sat in front of me gazing love struck at Draco like always.'
A pair of twin girls went up, "Patil" and "Patil"…finally the one everyone was waiting for was "Potter, Harry"
As soon as Professor McGonagall spoke Potter's name whispers broke out.
"Potter as in the boy who lived?"
"Harry Potter the savior?"
The hall had all their eyes looking at him when the hat was placed on his head.
Then we waited.
And waited some more.
And waited a bit more.
Finally, the hat spoke up…"Gryffindor!" I sighed shaking my head expected.
He took of the hat and seemed quite relieved. He looked oblivious to the fact that he was getting the loudest cheer yet. He walked unsteadily to the Gryffindor's table. The Weasley twins were chanting, "We got Potter!"
There were four people left now.
A Gryffindor, Thomas, Dean.
A Ravenclaw, Turpin, Lisa.
Weasley, who became a Gryffindor who knows how.
And Blaise who made a Slytherin.
Professor McGonagall rolled up her scroll, took the Sorting Hat and stool away.
I suddenly realize how long they were making us wait to eat no wonder the higher grades were being impatient.
The headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, got up and spoke. He wore crescent glasses, had a long crooked nose and flowing silver hair, beard and mustache.
"Welcome!" He opened his arms, bleaming.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we began I have a few words to say: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
"Thank You!"
"So that is our headmaster…interesting." I watched as he sat back down at his place in the High Table.
"I know right," Draco whispered next to me. "My mother would have taken me to Durmstrang Institute if it was not so far away from home."
The dishes in front of us were suddenly piled with food. There were roast chicken and beef, pork and lamb chops, sausages, bacon and steak, boiled and roasted potatoes, fries, pudding, peas and carrots, gravy and other delicious meals.
As everyone dug in I took my favorite meal: Bacon and steak with both type of potatoes.
It was made to such perfection that the meal was mouthwatering. I watched with a questioning look as a ghost took place next to Draco who seemed very uncomfortable.
I tried to contain my amusement by focusing on cutting up my steak without gazing up. I took sips of pumpkin juice from my cup and looked forward.
It seemed as though everyone was in a race to clean the plates so they were emptied easily leaving them licked clean. Then the desserts appeared. Mountains of ice cream on every flavor possible, pies, and doughnuts, trifle, strawberries, Jell-O, rice pudding, brownies and lemon square galore
I helped myself to a slice of banana pie and took a bite, 'Not as good as Minny's though'. I let took a few lemon square and spoons of ice cream not without adding some strawberries on top of course.
"Wow you seem to be enjoying those desserts," Pansy giggled from the other side of the table.
"You should be talking Pansy the way I saw you scarf down that pork chop. Poor soul cried wee wee wee all the way home." I said smirking at her.
She blushed, a hard crimson, frequently glancing at Draco as he laughed until he was wheezing.
I was beginning to feel a bit bored nothing really interesting in this situation.
Blaise was being unnaturally silent as always, eating his dinner
Crabbe and Goyle were just being… well Crabbe and Goyle.
Pansy was swooning over Draco.
Draco was taking in in like a giant ego absorbing sponge.
And what was I doing waiting for this dinner to be over so I could get to rest.
"Which one is our Head of House?" I asked leaning over to Draco.
"Severus Snape,"
He pointed to a thin man with sallow skin, a large, hooked nose and yellow, uneven teeth. He was dressed in flowing black robes. He had shoulder-length, greasy black hair which framed his face in curtains, curling lips and dark, penetrating eyes.
"He is the Head of our House and in my opinion he would be a better Headmaster. He is also my godfather." He said smiling as if that was a great fact.
Finally the desserts disappeared also and Professor Dumbledore rose up again then the hall went silent again.
He cleared his throat and spoke.
"Now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-the-term warning to give to you. He put on a serious face. "First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that too."
His eyes flashed towards the Gryffindor table.
"Also I have reminded Mr. Flich, the care taker, that there is no use of magical means between classes in the corridors. Quidditch trails will began second week of the term in anyone is somehow interested in playing in and for their house term you should contact the coach, Madame Hooch"
"And finally , I must inform this term , the third-floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death" He said darkly eyes looking over every table.
'I wonder how come we are not allowed there. I know that the forest is filled with dangerous beast but what could be possibly held in the corridor.'
"And now before we go to bed let us sing the school song!" He exclaimed. "I watched as the professors faces become somewhat solidified.
Dumbledore waved his wand and a long golden ribbon flew out of the tip of it. It was risen high above the table and twisted itself into smooth graceful words.
"Everyone pick a tune!" He instructed.
The school roared:
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald,
Or young with scabby knees
Our heads could do with filling,
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
As the rest of the school stopped the Weasley twins were that last ones singing the song to a slow funeral march.
Dumbledore had conducted the last few lines with his wand. He clapped the loudest and wiped his eyes.
"Music beyond all the magic we do here, now bed time. Off you trot!"
As we followed our Slytherin prefect I heard someone's footsteps behind me.
"Wait, Madeline," I looked behind me and saw the mudblood Granger trying to catch up to me.
"What does she want?" Draco asked sneering at her.
"Nothing you go without me." I said waving him off. He hesitated be complied and followed the rest of the Slytherins to the dungeons.
"I hope to see you in class tomorrow," she said smiling. "You seem to like knowledge as much as I do."
"That may be true, but I am not sorry to say I cannot continue this...friendship any longer." I finished coldly, I nodded at her, turned around and continued on leaving her in the hallway confused and hurt.
We walked down the steps until the only source of light was the torches on the wall. It was dark in here and something was making an annoying dripping sound.
We came upon a blank wall to the Slytherin common room when the Slytherin prefect spoke the password.
"Pure-Blood"
The wall open revealing a passage that lead to the common room: a low-ceiling, dungeon-like room with greenish lamps and chairs. The dungeon looked like it extended partway under the lake, giving the light in the room a green tinge. The common room had lots of low backed black and dark green leather sofas with buttons, skulls, and dark wood cupboards. It had quite a grand atmosphere, but also quite a cold one.
"The password to the common room changes every fortnight." said the Slytherin prefect blankly. "So don't come complaining to me about."
The girl Slytherin prefect showed me and Pansy the girl dormitory. We walked to down to the girls dormitory rooms.
First Years: Daphne Greengrass Pansy Parkinson, Madeline Kerian, Millicent Bulstrode, Tracey Davis.
I opened the door and found 5 four-poster beds hung with dark green velvet curtains. I saw our trunks were already here. At the end there was a bathroom while there room was lite by torchlight
I opened my trunk and took out a white silk nightgown. I saw the rest of my dorm mates had changed into their night wear and were too tired and fell asleep.
I took a bath and put away my toiletries. After changing in to my nightgown I took out a quill and some parchment. I launched into writing a brief letter to my parents at home.
Dear Mother and Father,
I hope you are pleased to know that I got to Hogwarts safely. I also ended up into the Slytherin House as I hope you are pleased to know.
I have also met my Headmaster during the Start-of-the-term-feast.
He was quite outlandish but I believe it out ways the school's personality. I so far have been having a wonderful time here.
I have met some of my house mates: Daphne Greengrass, Millicent Bulstorde and Tracey Davis. The Head of House Severus Snape is quite interesting I hope to meet him soon knowing he is the Potions Master.
I also know you will be fairly surprised to hear who has come to Hogwarts. Harry Potter. Yes he looks strange with unruly black hair and knobbly knees and glasses. He was placed into Gryffindor. What a surprise. He was approached by Draco Malfoy in hand of friendship but he rudely rejected him. I can already feel that he will be the wrong sort too. He was hanging out with Weasley! He should have accepted Draco's offer I mean hanging out with those scum is repulsive. He just doesn't know the Wizarding world yet well too bad Draco has put him on his list.
I better stop writing it is getting late. Goodbye.
Sincerely,
Madeline Kerian
I blew on the parchment trying to dry the ink. I then put the rest of my stationery away and put the letter in an envelope.
"Animi-felis," I called silently into the room.
He then appeared passing through one of the walls.
"I am seriously starting to think one of these ghosts in this castle have been trying to steal you from me." I said shaking my head frowning before patting my lap. He floated on to it and looked at my with transparent curios eyes.
He meowed.
"Shh!" I whispered. I did not one of my dorm mates to wake up. Pansy only rolled over and snored a bit louder.
"Take this to Mother and Father." I gave the letter to him and he held in in his mouth. He floated higher before passing through the ceiling.
I took a breath and put out the torch near my bed. I then uncovered the sheets and dipped into bed. I rolled over and feel asleep in a second.
But before I drifted I have a bizarre nightmare as if I was plunged into darkness and surrounded by fire.
I woke up almost immediately.
Pansy was right I did have too much sugar
So I went into the bathroom and got a glass of water. I went back to bed and collapsed into a deep slumber again yet unusually I forgot the nightmare, unaware to the point that a certain green eyed fellow had the same event.
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