AN: CHAPTER 4 (The Feast). I haven't updated in a while, sorry about that, I was distracted, and attempting to write about 12 other fanfictions at once. This chapter will be about the sorting ceremony, pretty simple, I think.

Douglas was the last one out of the compartment, he had to grab Daisy's cage, none of his friends had to carry their pets in cages, Jordan and W had toads.

He looked out of the door of the compartment, but he saw no one, "How odd," he said quietly to himself.

Douglas walked down the corridor until he found a door that led off of the train, which he went through as quickly as possible, missing the carriages was always horrible, though he'd never experienced it himself.

He rushed to the carriages, trying to look as distinguished as possible, but instead he was tripping every other step he took.

Douglas left his cage and trunk with Filch, who would take them up to the castle, the look Filch had was creepy, as usual, but at least Mrs. Norris wasn't there, she terrified Douglas.

"Well," thought Douglas as he climbed onto the last carriage, "at least I didn't miss them all," he was still wondering how his friends had gotten so far ahead of him.

Unfortunately, Douglas had found himself in the same carriage that Steve and Nathan had gotten into, he sighed.

"So, Dougy, it appears as though you've come across a bit of bad luck, haven't you?" Nathan asked, Douglas could see there was a shiny prefect badge on his robe.

"Well, you seem to have gotten good luck, very good luck, normally only smart people become prefects, even in Gryffindor..." Douglas said, trying his hardest to be insulting.

It seemed to work quite well.

"You know, Dougy, it's not a good idea to insult a prefect, you could get detention, or even expulsion..."

"I'm certain that telling the truth won't get me expelled, it hasn't yet," Douglas replied, he had been in several arguments like this with Nathan before.

Both Nathan and Steve pulled their wands out, pointing them at Douglas, who didn't feel at all threatened, it wasn't the first time this had happened.

The carriage suddenly stopped and Douglas was the first one out of it, as always happened, Steve and Nathan had done nothing.

Douglas blended into the crowd that was entering the castle, and he nearly tripped into a short Slytherin girl. She was probably in second year, and at the moment, not at all important to this story.

After entering the castle and making his way to the Great Hall, Douglas fast walked to the Ravenclaw table, sitting next to Jordan, as he always did.

"Hey Jordan, how'd you guys get off the train so quickly?" Douglas asked as quickly as possibly, interrupting McGonagall during the Sorting Ceremony was never a good idea.

"W decided that he was going to race us, Lucia won, she's always been the fastest of us."

"Oh." Douglas said, almost muttering, it was true, Lucia had always beat all three of them in any races they had.

McGonagall walked up to the podium, and everyone was instantly silent, even the first years knew that she was not a headmistress to mess with at all.

Douglas remembered a student in his first year who had planned to play a prank on her, he disappeared entirely, no one knew what had happened to him, though it was probably just expulsion.

Suddenly Douglas realized he hadn't paid attention to any of the Sorting Ceremony, though a first year was sitting next to him, so at least one person had gotten into Ravenclaw.

The food that appeared in front of them looked delicious as usual, Douglas ate plenty of potatoes and peas and anything else that wasn't meat that he could get his hands on.

Douglas had trouble with meat, it made him somewhat sick to think of the way that the animals had been killed, he would think of blood, and then he would get light-headed.

Eventually Douglas was incapable of eating any more food, and the feast would end soon, so he could go upstairs and sleep, but there were so many stairs going up to Ravenclaw Tower.

"Oh well," he thought, "I'll climb them anyway."

And he did.

By the time Douglas reached his dormitory (Which he shared with Jordan and 3 other boys who he didn't feel the need to remember the names of) he was too tired to read anything and he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Douglas was being taught to ride a broomstick by his father, he was 9 at the time.

It was snowing outside and his father still had black hair, and the Amber eyes that both he and his sister shared.

Both of Douglas' father's parents had been muggles, making him a muggle-born wizard.

Douglas started flying off, he was screaming, he always hated the feeling of flight, he preferred traveling by floo powder.

The broom disappeared and Douglas was falling through the air, though he noticed that now he was back to his normal age, though he had a long cut in his arm.

The snowy sky turned black and rocky looking as Douglas grabbed onto a ledge, nearly dropping his wand.

How had he gotten here?

Then Douglas woke up.

AN: Chapter 4 completed! I hope you all like it, and will review. Also, for any of you that read my Supernatural/Death Note crossover, I will be updating it within the next three days and I'll be writing a fanfiction that is only Death Note soon. Wow, this Author's Note is getting long, but I just have one more thing to say. The last movie is this Friday, and I'll cry during and after it's over. That is all.