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Chapter 4: The Sorting
"Nea talking"
"Thoughts"
"Sorting Hat"
"Talking"
Dumbledore smiled and clapped his hands. "Wonderful! First you need to be sorted into a house." "A house?" I asked. "Yes, every student at this school is placed into a house that shares some or most of the same traits. Gryffindor values bravery and nerve, Ravenclaw values intelligence and wit, Slytherin values ambition and cunningness, and Hufflepuff values dedication and loyalty." said Dumbledore.
"Well, we both know which house you're not getting in, *cough* Ravenclaw *cough*." put in Nea. I snickered. "You're probably right." I said in return. "Something funny Mr. Walker?" Asked Dumbledore. I realized that I had snickered out loud, not in my head. I coughed. "N-no, nothing. You were saying?"
Dumbledore shook his head, but continued. "Usually people are sorted at the beginning of the year, bt you are a bit of a special case." he said, smiling at me. He then waved me to a short wooden stool.
"Have a seat," Dumbledore said to me, smiling, "then the Sorting Hat can begin." I was still quizzical, but followed his instructions anyways. I sat on the stool, waiting for something to happen. Suddenly Dumbledore set the old hat he had been holding onto my head. The hat was so big that it slid over my eyes, blocking my view.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" I jumped slightly in surprise. "Wha- What are you?!" I spook in my thought. "Why, I'm the sorting hat. I'll be poking through your memories, if you don't mind, to place you into a house." it answered. "UHH, I DO MIND!" I said, practically shouting at the hat.
But my shout came to late,as I could almost feel the hat prodding at my memories in my mind. "Hmmm, very interesting. I haven't seen an exorcist is such a long time, I almost thought they were gone." The hat said as it shuffled around in my memories. "I see, you're a very loyal person, even after your past friends. Hufflepuff would welcome you with open arms. I see, you would also fit well with Slytherin, with your cunning personality. Now Ravenclaw… no, definitely not."
Another voice popped into my head. "I told ya!" "Shut up." I said, smaking Nea upside the head in my mind. "Awww, Allen. Why are you so mean?" winned Nea. The Hat continued, "You are also quite a brave fellow," "Drive borderlining stupidity." interjected Nea.
I knocked Nea over the head again. "Hmmm… … This is a tuff one… and of course I have to to take that sly Noah into account." commented the hat. "Hey!" protested Nea, "I like to think of myself as more charming than sly." I snorted, and could almost feel Nea's gaze burning into my skull.
"Allen, you're supposed to support me!" pouted Nea. "Even if the Hat it right?" I asked innocently. I could feel an argument bruing when the hat spoke up. "Alright, I have decided. You will be in…" I was brought back to reality as the hat on top of my head moved and shouted a single word:
"SLYTHERIN!"
After the hat said that one word, it was lifted off my head. Dumbledore was stroking his beard. "Hmm, I have to say, I wasn't expecting you to get into Slytherin, but the Sorting Hat knows what it is doing." I recalled that Slytherin was the house that held the sly/cunning kids. I sighed and shrugged.
"Yeah, sound accurate. Well, now what?" I asked. Dumbledore nodded. "You will be going out to get your books and wand tomorrow, but for now the feast is starting soon. I'll introduce you to all of the other students then. For now though, It's best you get cleaned up before then."
I looked down and realized that I had bandages sticking out every witch way. I smiled slightly. "Yeah that's probably the best idea."
Dumbledore waved a hand at the door. "You can head back to the hospital wing, that is if you know the way back." I nod, as I think I have a pretty good idea where the hospital wing is, maybe. "Let's hope you don't get us lost." said Nea, chuckling. "I'll try my best." I say out loud to both the headmaster and Nea.
Dumbledore nods. "Mr. Filch, our caretaker will come fetch you later." I nod. "Alright. Take your time." With that I turned and walked out of the headmaster's office.
Harry's P.O.V
I hurried after the boy as he left Dumbledore's office. I made very sure not to get in his way as he walked down the moving stairs and back into the hallway. I shivered remembering how close I had been to being exposed.
When Fawkes and pulled off the bandages around the boy's hand and revealed the cross embedded into the skin. Well, really red, almost blood red, skin. I haven't seen anything like it. I was so surprised I had backed into a shelf and knocked off one of the jars.
I swear I almost had a heart attack when the boy had came into touching distance. I couldn't imagine what would happen if I was found snooping around, under and invisibility cloak of all things.
When I was back in the hallway, I turned and ran as quietly as I could back to the Gryffindor Common Room. I couldn't wait to tell ROn what I had seen.
