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Neville looked nervous as he walked up to the hat. The boy stumbled a few times before the hat was placed on his head, and Neville jumped as the voice entered his mind. Ah, another one of you. Let's see. You're loyal and definitely hard working. But what's this? You are brave underneath your nervousness. Hmm, let's see how you'll do in, "Gryffindor!" The red table cheered and the nervous boy walked over to the table to sit with his friends. Percy pat him on the back. "Good job Nev, I knew you'd make it!" Neville smiled, relieved that he'd been placed with his friends.

A bit of time passed before the next familiar name was called out. "Malfoy, Draco." Harry and his bud, Weasley, sneered at the platinum-haired boy as he passed. Draco ignored them, but Percy could almost feel the hurt flashing in the boy's eyes. Draco reached the hat and after a few minutes, the hat called out, "Slytherin!" The green house cheered, along with Percy and Neville. The rest of the houses gave the duo weird looks, but they didn't seem to notice.

More names went by, and more people got put into their houses, until McGonagall called out, "Potter, Harry." The hall fell into silence before breaking out in whispers.

"Harry Potter?"

"THE Harry Potter?"

"The Boy Who Lived?"

"Wow, Potter has a lot of nicknames," Percy whispered to Hermione, who nodded.

"And not all of them good. Boy Who Lived? that's a sucky name." Neville murmured to Percy.

Percy grinned at his friend. "Almost as bad as Perseus."

Neville stared. "Your name is Perseus? No wonder you want to be called Percy."

"Yeah, it's not fun." Percy winced.

The scowling hat interrupted their conversation. "Gryffindor." Percy's eyebrow raised at the sass and dislike that the hat demonstrated. Harry's face was bright red, a sign he'd been insulted multiple times by the magical piece of clothing.

The hall burst out in applause, with the red table cheering loudest. Two redheaded twins were skipping around, arm in arm, singing "We got Potter. We got Potter." The Gryffindor trio groaned, and Neville scowled at the red-faced boy approaching the table.

After the hall quieted down, about twenty minutes later, McGonagall read the next name. Percy ignored the professor in favor of studying the surrounding people. There was Hermione on his left, and Neville across the table from him. On Neville's left was a sandy-haired boy, and next to Blonde Hair was the Boy Who Lived himself. Percy tapped his knee as he waited for the sorting to be over. He stared at the roof of the Great Hall and thought for a bit.

Though Percy had been introduced to magic when he was ten he had never seen it before, in an effort by his mom for him to not become dependent on it. He had only really seen magic when he got injured and his mom healed him. The first big bit of magic he saw was when his mom apparated him, to Diagon there had been so much going on that it had taken most of his remaining holidays to wrap his head around it. Now, after such an emotionally taxing day, Percy was on the border of a migraine, but he shoved it to the back of his mind for him to focus on when he was alone, not surrounded by people who could use it against him.

Hermione nudged him with her elbow, and he turned his attention to reality, ignoring the building throbbing behind his eyes. Neville looked at him worldly from across the table, and Percy smiled reassuringly at his friend, before focussing on the front of the hall. The last student was being sorted, and it took Percy a second to realize who it was. Ron Weasley, in all his glory, was red-faced and sweating under the hat. He looked about to faint when the hat yelled out "Gryffindor!" It said this with almost the same venom as Harry's sorting, if not more, and Percy grinned once again as the hat gave pain to an unworthy student. Weasley tore the hat off his head and all but sprinted to the red table, his siblings cheering as he went, though Percy thought he saw the redheaded twins glare at the younger boy. Percy shook his head and ignored the pain in his butt in favor of paying attention to the Headmaster.

"Welcome," he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are; Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!"

Percy looked at his empty plate and was about to ask Hermione where the food was when the plates filled with every food imaginable. There was a roast lamb, pumpkin pie and even a few foods that Percy had never seen before. His cup - sorry, goblet remained empty, but Percy spotted other students staring at their own goblets before the drinking implements filled with a liquid. Percy stared at his cup and envisioned the goblet filling with coke. The goblet filled with the brown sugary heaven before the young boy grinned and the goblet refilled with a blue mixture. He took a sip and sighed in happiness. Thank you magic for inventing blue coke. His friends looked at him weirdly and he grinned and turned his attention back to the food. His mouth dropped as he realized the true amount of edible stuff on the table in front of him, and Neville laughed at his expression. Percy retaliated with the mature thing. Poking his tongue out at his friend and blowing a raspberry. The two of the devolved into laughter, and Hermione rolled her eyes at the two.

Once the two boys had calmed down, Percy shoveled food onto his plate and eating it almost as fast. Hermione looked at him in disgust. "Honestly, Percy. You would think that your mother taught you manners. Don't you dare reply with food still in your mouth." Percy closed his mouth and flushed red. Neville laughed at his friend's misfortune until Hermione turned to him. "Don't think that you're much better, Neville. Honestly boys. Your animals!" The tables were turned and Neville was the one blushing red until him and Hermione joined in on Percy's hysterical laughing.

A half hour later, a prefect came to show them the way to the dormitory.

The red-head led the first years up the moving staircases, past the prankster ghost, and through the talking painting to the common room where he directed the girls to the left side of the room and the boys to the right.

Percy and Neville waved to their female friend and they climbed the stairs to their dormitory. They found a door and sighed in relief as they realized that the two were in the same room. They entered and only Neville managed to suppress his groan as they saw Weasley and Harry along with the brunette boy from earlier along with another boy they hadn't seen before.

Weasley turned to the two newcomers and raised an eyebrow at the two. "Well, look what the cat dragged in? Don't get used to sleeping up here, they'll send you two the dungeons soon, snakes."

Neville looked down at the floor, his ears turning red and he made his way over to his bed opposite the door. Percy, however, raised a cynical eyebrow. "I don't know if you have enough brains to realize this, dumbo, but I happen to be in the class of Mammals rather than the class Reptilia which a snake belongs to. Therefore, implying that Neville and myself are snakes is impossible based on the features that each class represents." Ron's face went red, and he glared at the boy standing in front of him. Percy smirked, knowing for a fact that the redhead didn't understand the majority of the words that he'd just said, and turned to the bed in the bed next to Neville. The boy stared at his friend until Percy grinned at him and turned to get ready for bed. Neville relaxed and got ready for bed himself, ready for whatever the next day brought on him.

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