A/N: This chapter has sat open on my desktop just waiting for my muse to let me finish, so I put my headphones in and cued up Seether. How quickly I finished while listening to them. Words are Weapons on repeat. Enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 4

The five first years settled down for the rest of the trip after Draco had left.

"My brothers told me that you have to wrestle a troll to find out what house you get into." Ron told them.

Harry had just taken a drink when Ron said it and when he laughed, the soda sprayed over Ron and Neville's pants. "Sorry," Harry sputtered. "My Uncles went to Hogwarts, they told me that it's a hat. You put the sorting hat on, and it tells you what houses you would be best in. They told me that it would even listen to your arguments if you wanted a certain house." Harry told them.

Hermione looked at the boys. "Why don't we try to get into the same house. Greg will be the first one sorted of the five of us, we could all try to get into the house he's sorted into." she said.

Ron leaned forward, "What house does your family usually get sorted into Greg?" he asked.

Greg swallowed, "They're mostly Slytherin," he told them. "But I could try to get into a different house."

Harry shook his head, "I think that we should let the hat put us where it thinks that we should be. That way we'll have friends in other houses."

"My family is always sorted into Gryffindor." Ron told them.

Neville looked at his new friends, "My mum was a Hufflepuff, and my dad was a Gryffindor." he told them.

Hermione bounced in her seat. "Maybe Neville should try for Hufflepuff." she told them. "Ron in Gryffindor, me in Ravenclaw, and Greg in Slytherin. That only leaves Harry, and he could go to where the hat thinks that he should go."

Dean rushed out of the classroom and ran for the portkey point. Today was Harry's first day at Hogwarts and he wanted to be home when he called on the mirror. He hoped that Harry got into the house he wanted, and that Dumbledore would leave him alone.

He appeared at the portkey point in Uncle Bobby's yard, stuck his portkey back into his bag and ran for the house. He opened the front door and headed for the kitchen. "Sam?" he yelled.

"In here!" he yelled from the kitchen. "I'm waiting for Harry to call."

Dean pushed open the kitchen door and dropped down onto one of the chairs at the table. "I have some homework, so I'll just do it here and we'll wait together."

Sam smiled at him and grabbed a soda out of the fridge for his brother. "I hope that Harry decides to switch schools, I miss him already."

Harry and his friends stood together while they were waiting for their turn with the sorting hat. When Greg was called, they all patted him on the back and wished him luck.

"Better be...Slytherin!" said the sorting hat.

Harry, Ron, Neville, and Hermione all cheered for their new friend.

"Granger, Hermione." Professor McGonagall said. Hermione walked up to the front of the Great Hall with her head held high.

"Ravenclaw!" the sorting hat said.

The three boys cheered loudly. Then they waited for the next of their group to be called.

"Longbottom, Neville." was finally called by McGonagall.

Harry looked around at his new friends, wondering why it was taking the hat so long to decide where to put Neville.

Finally, the hat opened at the brim, but Neville scrunched up his face and the brim closed again. A few seconds later it opened again, "Hufflepuff." it said with a distinct attitude. "You would do as well in Gryffindor." the hat told him as he handed the hat to the Professor.

"There is nothing wrong with being a Hufflepuff!" he told the hat and walked down to the loudly cheering Hufflepuff table.

While looking around and waiting for his turn, Harry saw that Greg had been pushed down to the end of the table and that no one was talking to him. Harry nudged Ron and gestured to the Slytherin table. "Maybe one of us should go to Slytherin with Greg." he said. Then looked at the Gryffindor table where Fred and George were sitting. "I think that it should be me, you have your brothers in Gryffindor."

Ron looked over at his brothers and then at the Slytherin table. "Are you sure Harry? There are death eater's kids in Slytherin, what if they try to hurt you?" he asked.

Harry looked at Greg again, "Ron, he's alone there now that he sat with us. My Uncles made sure that I could defend myself, with magic and without." Harry patted Ron on his back, "I'll be fine. I'll get the hat to put me in Slytherin."

"Potter, Harry." was called. Harry walked up, sat down and dropped the hat on his head. "Not much for you to do, Hat. I've decided to join my friend Greg in Slytherin." he thought to it.

The hat laughed, "And why is that Mr. Potter?"

"He sat with us on the train and now his friends from before are ignoring him. I don't want him to be alone." Harry thought to him.

"Very well," he said in Harry's head. "Better be...Slytherin!" he shouted out loud.

Harry got up from the stool, handed the hat to his Aunt Minnie and stalked off to the Slytherin table, dropping down next to Greg.

"Well Greg, it looks like we're going to be roommates." Harry said.

A couple of minutes later, Ron was sitting on the stool with the hat jammed down on his head. The hat kept opening up it's brim to talk and then shutting it. After a few times it opened again and Ron shouted, "No!"

The hat seemed to deflate, opened it's brim. "Slytherin." it stated in a monotone.

Ron smiled and handed the defeated hat to the Professor, then headed to his new house table. He sat down between Greg and Harry.

"Ron?" Harry questioned.

Ron shrugged, "You and Greg needed someone to watch your backs. My brothers can live in Gryffindor without me." He told them, as the last person was sorted to Slytherin and the food appeared on the tables. "Let's eat!"