Chapter 12
The trio got off the train at Hogsmead. What's with these people and giving places weird names? Harry thought to himself. They were looking around to find out where they went when they heard a voice calling loudly,
"First years! This way, First years!" it was the large man Harry had met at the bank. He walked over with his friends in tow.
"Hello, again." Harry said politely.
"Hello Harry" Hagrid replied. He directed them to a boat and instructed them to sit down. They sat in the creaky boat.
"This boat seems unsafe." Hermione said worriedly.
" Arthur said we should be perfectly safe." Harry said.
"If you're sure.." Neville said still eyeing the rickety boat floor.
They got moving quickly, gliding across the lakes surface.
"Everybody duck!" Hagrid called to the students. Most obeyed. Two on the other hand looked around for a duck.
"Where?" they were knocked out of the boat by the low hanging cave ceiling. (Points for you if you can tell me who fell in the water)
"Idiots." The blond who had been sitting with them said.
They finally made it to the schools doors. There they were greeted by a woman. She led them to a room.
"Here you will wait until we are ready to sort you all into your houses, I suggest you take this time to make sure you look presentable." She said eyeing them critically. Some of the children shifted and looked embarrassed. She turned and stepped through the doors. The students stood milling around for a while. Waiting for the teacher to come back.
"And then she punched him in the face!" Harry said to his friends. They laughed along with him.
"Wow Harry you know some interesting characters." Hermione said.
Just then the redhead from the train walked up.
"Look, um I think we got off on the wrong foot and, um can we try this again?" he babbled.
Harry looked at him.
"I don't believe in starting over." He said bluntly. The boy looked crestfallen.
"Alright students, follow me to the great hall." The woman said appearing in front of the kids. She turned and walked briskly to the great hall.
They entered the huge room. People stared up in awe at the ceiling. It was magically armed to look like the sky outside. You could have the same effect with a glass window. They stood in a group in the middle of the hall. The woman, McGonagall, stepped up to the stage and placed a stool with a hat on it. The hat began to sing. Harry wasn't paying any attention to the hat. Instead he was looking at the people already seated in the hall.
They had separate tables, each with a different color and coat of arms, the closest to the doors had red and yellow as their colors. The table after that had a blue and bronze crest with a raven, next was yellow and black with a badger. The last table was green and silver, with a snake as its emblem.
The sorting began, students called by alphabetical order. They put the hat on their head, the hat called out a house name.
"Granger, Hermione!" She went up and placed the hat on her head. It took a few minutes before the hat finally called out Gryffindor. Hermione went to sit with the red and yellow group. More names were called and sorted. Harry didn't pay any attention to the names until his friend was called up.
"Longbottom, Neville!" He scurried up and sat on the stool. The hat deliberated for a few moments before it called out,
"Gryffindor!" Neville went and sat with Hermione. Finally Harrys name was called,
"Potter-Braginsky? Harry!" there was some confusion at his second last name. Whispers filled the hall. Harry walked up to the stool and sat down. He put the hat on his head and automatically heard it speak to him,
'My, well we haven't had a city or country attend here since England and London. It's an even bigger surprise to have it be Moscow!'
"So it is Mr. Hat, and I am well surprised you know how to speak Russian."
'Well, sometimes you have people who think in other languages, I need t5o be able to understand their thoughts. Now where shall we place you'
'Hmmm, you wouldn't fit in Hufflepuff, you're only loyal to a choice few, and you're not exactly just, not Slytherin you are much too blunt. Ravenclaw? No you just know things, you don't have that drive for knowledge, what about Gryffindor?'
"I think Gryffindor is where I would like to be"
'Why?'
"My two favourite colours." The way Harry had said that and the thoughts to go with it struck fear into the old hat.
"G-Gryffindor!" If anyone had noticed the hats hesitation, they didn't comment on it.
Harry went to sit between his friends in the red and yellow side of the Hall.
"That took a really long time, what did it say?" Hermione asked.
"It didn't know where to put me." Harry replied
"Well"
"Hello"
"And"
"Welcome to"
"Hell." Two redheaded twins said.
"I'm Fred,"
"And I'm George." Harry noticed some slight differences between the twins, Fred had slightly lighter eyes than George, and George had a few streaks of darker red in his hair.
"Nice to meet you, I am Harry." The twins looked at each other.
"So you're from Russia?" they asked at the exact same time.
"Yes."
"Can you teach us swear words?" Harry laughed, he could learn to like these twins.
AN/ there you have it. A new chapter, I have laboured over this, a serious case of writers block struck me halfway through. READ AND REVIEW.