Disclaimer: Sayfer, Evelaire, Alladin, Kristin, and anyone else you don't recognize are mine. MINE! M-I-N-E! The rest are J.K. Rowling's.
(Yes I'm going to put you through the entire sorting. (laughs evilly).)
Lily
They got to a lake with boats peppered on the side.
"Four midgets to a boat!" Sayfer roared.
"Sayfer! Four to a boat!" came the shrill voice of Professor Alladin.
"Come on Lily!" Kristin tugged lily over to a boat where two people were already sitting.
"Hello! I'm Kristin and this is Lily."
One of them turned. "I am Christi and that is Agatha. Agatha doesn't like to be bothered."
"Okay." Kristin said. "We won't bother her."
Lily was a bit intimidated by the coolness in Christi's voice, but Kristin asked, "Can we share your boat?"
"It's not our boat." Christi said coolly. "But thanks for asking. We won't mind." Kristin immediately clambered in, but Lily hung back, unsure.
"Come on, Lily! All the other boats are full!"
"A-all right."
Why she was nervous, Lily couldn't explain, but she got in anyway. When she had finished settling down, the boat began to move. Lily wasn't too surprised; Kristin had told her about the boat ride.
"Hogwarts is ahead." Kristin announced cheerfully.
The announcement was unnecessary because everyone could see the big shape of a castle.
"Wow." Lily muttered. The castle was like something from a fairytale. There were towers and stained glass windows and double doors, everything hinting at riches and valuables. Lily couldn't stop staring.
"Earth to Lily!" Kristin waved a hand in front of Lily's face.
"Huh?" Lily said, snapping out of her daze."
"It's time to get out of the boat and into the castle."
"Let's go then." And all four girls clambered out of the boat quickly and followed Sayfer and Alladin through the double doors. Though Kristin had talked about the interior of Hogwarts, Lily wasn't prepared for the reality of it all. She, and all other first years, let out a gasp of awe.
"Honestly, if the midgets-"
"Silencio!" Alladin quickly said pointing her wand at Sayfer. "I hope that several hours of inability to speak will cure your habit of calling first years midgets." Alladin said huffily.
Sayfer motioned with a wand without speaking. "It's a good thing that I learned about nonverbal spells last year, don't you think?" Sayfer said cheekily to a thunderstruck Alladin.
"I--" Fortunately, Alladin was cut off by the arrival of an emerald robed witch. This was probably for the good, because, while Lily was dying to see more magic, Alladin looked murderous.
"These are the first years, Professor McGonagall." Alladin said, flustered.
"I hoped, when you became a professor at the unheard age of 21, you would stop arguing with a person four years younger than yourself. Clearly, I was wrong." McGonagall said coolly.
"It was no fault of hers, Professor, I kept provoking her." Sayfer said.
"Yes, you do have a reputation for provocation. When you leave next year, I hope for some peace and quiet."
"Impossible, milady. There are always troublemakers in the next generation ready to take up the art of troublemaking. It is a skill that requires finesse and subtlety, poker faces and dungbombs, Zonko's and strict professors, detentions and sacrifice, imagination and threats, partners in crime and—"
"That will be enough out of you, Sayfer Perks." McGonagall said sharply, but Lily could swear she saw a smile hovering about her lips.
"Alas, we must depart. My last words to you troublemakers-in-training out there are that--"
"Mr. Perks!"
Sayfer waved energetically, and did not look the least afraid of the scowling professors. "Goodbye, and hopefully many of you will be in Gryffindor!"
"I echo his sentiments." Alladin remarked. "Although, we professors aren't supposed to take sides."
"Quite right, Alice. I can take it from here."
Alladin nodded and swept off. The strict professor surveyed the children. Lily suddenly felt a mad urge to snap into a salute. She did her best to keep a straight face. McGonagall's eyes landed on Kristin. Uh-oh. Trouble. Lily knew instantly that Kristin was in for a lecture, detention, or something. McGonagall's face hardened and her already thin lips tightened so much that they disappeared.
"Did you not get a letter that clearly states that the uniform is black robes, a gray skirt, and a necktie?" McGonagall barked.
"I did professor."
"Then why are you wearing…" McGonagall appeared to struggle with words to find a correct description for Kristin's flamboyant disregard of the rules.
"As you know, everyone else will be wearing the exact same clothes. I wanted to stand out on the first day. I assure you, the rest of the year I will be in-uniform."
McGonagall opened her mouth, but before she could reply, the doors the Great Hall opened.
"Saved by the Sorting." Lily whispered to Kristin. As they stepped into the Hall, Lily happened to glance up at the ceiling.
"Wow." Lily muttered.
"Wow, indeed." Kristin agreed.
The entire hall fell quiet and was staring intently at a hat. An old, battered, witch's hat. The newer version of the hat was currently sitting on Kristin's head.
"Why are we staring at a hat?" Lily muttered out of the side of her mouth.
"It sorts us into the houses." Lily failed to see how a hat could do that unless it could talk, but that was-. The hat opened its brim and began to sing. Yes, sing. That was impossible. But Lily was contradicted by the solid evidence in front of her. The hat was, indeed, singing.
Once upon a time,
In fairytale's land,
Gathered around a castle,
Four founders at hand,
They built a school,
And taught them all,
They knocked down ignorance's wall
Godric Gryffindor,
Brave and true.
Always loyal to his friends.
How about you?
Lily glanced at the tables, wondering which held Gryffindor.
Rowena Ravenclaw,
Smart and witty.
Daring to be different.
Could answer you in a jiffy.
Lily's mind began to wander, catching only bits and pieces of the song. It came back to earth abruptly as she heard the end of the song.
And they made me,
I will sort thee,
So put me on!
Cheers and applause greeted the end of the song. Professor McGonagall stepped forward with a list in her hand.
"When I call your name, you will put this hat on and will be sorted into your house. Abbot, Charles!"
"Hufflepuff!" the hat roared.
A table burst into applause. Those must be the Hufflepuffs. Lily decided.
"Alloy, Sam."
"Hufflepuff!"
"Anjy, Lana."
"Ravenclaw!" Another table burst into applause.
"Arlewin, Jacob."
"Ravenclaw!"
Lily began to wonder if there were going to be any Gryffindors.
"Black, Bellatrix."
Next to her, Kristin growled, "Haughty, conservative, stupid, bloody-"
"Slytherin!"
"Of course, she'd be ashamed if it were anything else." Kristin said scathingly.
"Black, Narcissa."
"Spoiled brat! Overly concerned about marriage, never mind that she's only eleven, clingy, stuck up, prissy-"
"Slytherin!"
"Kristin, much as I like your commentary, I want to concentrate on the Sorting." Lily muttered.
"Mmm…" Kristin replied absently. She was busy watching "Black, Sirius!" walk up to the hat. What's the point? Lily thought. He's going to be in Slytherin like the rest of his family.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat roared.
Lily nearly fell over with surprise. The rest of the hall was acting similarly. The Slytherins had their mouths hanging open in shock, some Hufflepuffs had actually fallen over, Ravenclaws were muttering amongst themselves "Do you think he enchanted the hat? Everyone knows the Blacks are in Slytherin!", and the Gyffindors were staring hostilely at their new and first addition. Maybe they were hoping that the hat would realize his mistake and reticify it. The poor boy's steps began to slow as he realized that he wasn't welcome at his new house. Lily saw that it was the same boy that had stood up for her at the train. She decided that it was time to pay him back.
Lily began to clap and said, "Congratulations on becoming a Gryffindor, Sirius!"
Kristin began to clap too. "All right! I knew you weren't the same as the rest of your pureblood freak family! (Quite a few glares were directed at her over this comment.) Save a spot for me over there!"
A tall man with a white beard began to clap as well, directing an approving smile at Lily and Kristin. The professors immediately began to follow his lead, and the Gryffindors slowly realized that they had stolen someone from Slytherin. This accounted for loud cheers and Sayfer yelling, "Guess you can't have everyone, eh?!", and the Slytherins directing scathing looks at Sirius and saying, "Blood traitor."
"Kristin." Lily hissed.
"What?" Kristin demanded, distracted from hearing "Bones, Amelia!" being sorted into Hufflepuff.
"Who was that bloke-"
"Crabbe, Michael!"
"Slytherin!"
"-that smiled at-"
"Caroline, Amy!"
"Ravenclaw!"
"-us?" Lily finished after being interrupted by the Sorting.
"Oh, that was-"
"Carpenter, Hannah!"
"Ravenclaw!"
"-Dumbledore, the greatest wizard alive. Possibly as great as-"
"Dies, Megan!"
"Ravenclaw!"
"-Merlin himself."
"Ah."
"Enagin, Arleasha!"
"Hufflepuff!"
Lily hadn't realized that the Sorting was now very close to her name. To say she was nervous was an understatement.
"Evans, Lily."
Insert faint here. Lily's stomach did flips. She couldn't move.
"Come on, go!"
Bless Kristin, where would Lily be without her? Kristin shoved Lily toward Professor McGonagall. Taking deep breaths, Lily walked unsteadily toward the hat, the stool, and the professor. She sat on the stool and Professor McGonagall placed the hat on her head.
"Hmm…" A little voice in her head said. "Difficult. You're very intelligent, I see. Responsibility, kindness; you'd do well in Ravenclaw. However…I feel courage only one house has…Gryffindor!" The hat roared.
Lily jumped to her feet, took off her hat, and walked toward the Gryffindor table. It was cheering loudly in welcome of her. Her, of all people!
When Lily sat down, Sirius leaned over and said, "Thanks for sticking up for me there."
"No problem." Lily replied, her attention going back to the Sorting. Kristin had never told Lily her surname so Lily didn't know when to expect her.
"Fynlak, Aicona!"
"Slytherin!"
"Goyle, Greg!"
"Slytherin!"
"Holliway, Eaicrae!"
"Hufflepuff!"
"Johnson, Chris!"
"Ravenclaw!"
"Jones, Hestia!"
"Ravenclaw!"
"Kearn, Aldriac!" "
Hufflepuff!"
"Larn, Caire!"
"Ravenclaw!"
"Longbottom, Frank!"
"Gryffindor!"
"Lupin, Remus!" A tired looking boy walked up to the stool.
"Gryffindor!"
"Malfoy, Lucius!" was sorted into Slytherin accompanied by a loud chorus of boos.
"Marsley, Evelaire!" was the next Gryffindor.
"Orlan, Ryan!", "Pettigrew, Peter!", "Potter, James!", and "Prewett, Alice!" were all sorted into Gryffindor.
"Big haul this year." A burly sixth year remarked. His companion nodded in agreement.
However, "Snape, Severus!" was in Slytherin.
"Vance, Emmeline!" was in Ravenclaw. Finally, professor McGonagall came to the name Lily had been eagerly anticipating.
"Yami, Kristin!"
There was an outbreak of muttering from Slytherin. Apparently, Kristin enjoyed insulting Slytherins.
"You will have to take that hat off." Professor McGonagall said acidly.
With a flourish, Kristin whipped her hat off and replaced it with the Sorting Hat. The hat was taking a very, very long time. So long, in fact, the professors began to anxiously mutter amongst themselves.
The hat finally roared,"-
Which house will Kristin be in? Which house will Kristin be in? Which house will Kristin be in?
(laughs evilly) a cliffhanger! My thanks to Crazy book lover who was the only (sob) person to review to my terrible second chapter.
Until we meet again,
nsisdazl