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Chapter 2: sorting

Professor McGonagall led them into great Hall. In front of them there is a table on the stage where teachers and headmaster sat.

It's an enchanted sky," Harry heard the bushy haired girl whisper to someone. "I read about it in 'Hogwarts: A History'." He actually didn't care about granger' bossy altitude to prove she was superior. But he was quite impressed with the roof which had been enchanted by Rowena Ravenclaw .it is truly spectacular piece of magic.

Eventually McGonagall stopped next to a stool on top of the stage which was in front of the teachers tables, where all the teachers including the headmaster sat, the first years stopped just before the stage. McGonagall placed an old hat that was on the three legged stool. Suddenly the hat began to sing

Oh you may not think I'm pretty, But don't judge on what you see, I'll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black, Your top hats sleek and tall, For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head The Sorting Hat can't see, So try me on and I will tell you Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindor apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal, Those patient Hufflepuffs are true And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you've a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin You'll make your real friends, Those cunning folks use any means To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid! And don't get in a flap! You're in safe hands (though I have none) For I'm a Thinking Cap!"

The whole hall burst into applause. Professor McGonagall turned to the first years as she pulled out a scroll and said. "When I call your name, come forward and take a seat so you could be sorted.

" Abbot, Hannah"

McGonagall said, the first girl to walk up was a blonde girl who nervously sat on the stool. McGonagall placed the hat on her head. The brim opened as it shouted

"HUFFLEPUFF" The hat shouted a few seconds later, Professor McGonagall removed the hat and allowed the girl to happily walk to the Hufflepuff table. McGonagall called next girl to the stage

"Bones, Susan" a nervous looking crimson red colour haired girl slowly sit on the stool. Few moments later hat said out loud

"HUFFLEPUFF" girl enthusiastically walk to the Hufflepuff table and sat down with her friend Hannah Abbot.

As the sorting continued, Harry's eyes began to wander at the teachers table, he recognized Hagrid easily enough. The other most interesting looking teacher was a man who looked the exact opposite of Hagrid in terms of height, in fact he looked no bigger than a Gringotts goblin. There were several other interesting looking teachers, including the headmaster.

The headmaster Albus Dumbledore wearing bright purple robes that had a star pattern on them, that with his hat and long white beard made him look like a typical story wizard. Another interesting teacher Harry couldn't help but notice was the black robes teacher sitting next to a Professor who was wearing a purple turban.

The black robed teacher was a thin man with sallow skin, a large, hooked nose and yellow, uneven teeth. He had shoulder-length, greasy black hair which framed his face in curtains, curling lips and dark, penetrating eyes that resembled tunnels. The man for some reason was glaring in Harry's direction, Harry was pretty sure that the man hated him judging by the way he was looking at him and at last not least the professor McGonagall was a woman with a few wrinkles on her face and her hair in a tight bun, transfiguration master along with Deputy head and head of Gryffindor. A powerful witch who easily demands the respect of others.

While in sorting, Daphne, Blaise and Tracy were sorted into Slytherin house along with Malfoy and the his two body guard troll jrs Harry saw the bushy haired girl - Hermione Granger get sorted into Gryffindor. Harry would have figured that she was more of a Ravenclaw person but who was he to argue with a ancient magical hat. Neville longbottom sorted into Hufflepuff. Red headed boy called Ron weasley also sorted into Gryffindor.

Potter, Hadrian" A voice brought Harry out of his thoughts, he realised that he was being called up. He walked up to the stage, ignoring the whispers of the rest of the hall.

"That's Harry Potter?"

"Why is he called in Hadrian potter?"

"The boy-who-lived?"

"I thought he had glasses"

"Oh he's so handsome!"

"I bet he's going to be in Gryffindor"

Harry gave professor McGonagall a small nod, before taking his seat, she gave him a small smile before popping the sorting hat on his head. He felt something pass through the occumelency shields as it wasn't even there.

Hmm, said a small voice in his ear ' Difficult, very difficult , plenty of courage, my..my you have an outstanding control over your magic for your age Mr Potter. Don't worry Mr Potter I don't reveal any of your secrets to anyone, this conversation is completely confidential. Now, where to put you, You are very hard working but loyalty is troublesome, others have to earn your loyalty. So not Hufflepuff, plenty of courage not a bad mind but you aren't headfirst into anything instead all your steps are well analytical and calculated. So not Gryffindor either, though headmaster told me to put you in there, as you don't have enough quality of gryffindor and I didn't like people bossing around me.oh my you have the gift of Rowana Ravenclaw herself – the eidetic memory and consider knowledge is power, you have suffered and know the real world and yet very determined to survive and conquer. Now I know why potter's family creed is 'Natus vincere' which meant 'Born To Conquer'. You have thirst to prove yourself and very resourceful. So Mr Potter do you have any preference between ravenclaw and slytherin?

'I don't actually have preference, Well then put me in slytherin if I can I will change the bigotry and 'slytherin being evil' and I do have some friends in there and it will annoy Dumbledore so it is a bonus' harry called out in head

'Beware of headmaster Mr Potter, he is making plans for you before you even born' hat chuckled

'Don't worry Mr hat I will crush every plan of his concerning me, I am sure you will find that entertaining' harry chuckled darkly

The sorting hat chuckled, ' I'm sure I will. It certainly was fun to watch Albus get riled up. Be careful Lord Potter, the headmaster isn't as light as he portrays himself to be. With that said, good luck With SLYTHERIN'

Harry felt the hat get removed, he stood up and looked at everyone. The Hufflepuff's looked surprised and a few looked worried, the Ravenclaws also looked surprised but not that bothered. The Gryffindor's looked like somebody had killed and curb stomped their puppy before pissing on it, they had clearly been hoping that the boy-who-lived would become a Gryffindor just like most people expected.

Harry walked to the Slytherin table, the majority of them looked surprised and disbelieving. Harry saw Tracy and Daphne sitting opposite each other and took a seat next to Tracy.

"Girls." Harry nodded to them.

You're in Slytherin?" Tracy said, not fully over the shock.

"I believe so" Harry nodded as he looked around "unless I've accidently walked over to the Gryffindor table" he added jokingly.

"no, just Didn't expect you here" Daphne said

Once people were able to get over the shock of having the boy-who-lived in Slytherin, the sorting continued. Blaise was sorted into Slytherin as well, and sit next to Daphne.

Once the sorting was done Professor Dumbledore stood up, his blue eyes twinkling as he began speaking to the hall.

"Welcome, welcome to all students, new and old. Now before we dig into our wonderful feast, I do have a few choice words for you all. They are Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you." He smiled before sitting down. Before Harry could wonder just how sane his headmaster was, something very magical happened.

Harry couldn't help but feel like he was in heaven when a wide variety of food suddenly appeared on the table, there was everything from ice cream to chicken to sweets and chocolates. Harry looked around and saw the other students all looked happy about it as well. ' merlin...I really love the house elves' he thought with that Harry began eating, though he did notice how well mannered everyone else on the Slytherin table looked when they were eating, and he liked it.

After a while food disappeared and desserts arrived. At last, the desserts too disappeared, and Professor Dumbledore got to his feet again making hall fall silent.

Ahem," Dumbledore coughed. "yes, yes, I am glad you have all enjoyed yourselves. I just have a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you. First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." Dumbledore's twinkling eyes flashed in the direction of two red headed twins at the Gryffindor table, the twins simply smiled back. If Harry had to guess then he would say they were probably related to Ron.

"I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors. Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch. And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death."

Harry blinked at that, wondering if he had heard right. He saw that Tracy and Daphne looked a bit confused as well, that brought him some comfort, but the real question now was what kind of school would allow something dangerous enough to kill to be in a school?

And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" cried Dumbledore. Harry noticed that the other teacher's smiles had become rather fixed. not that Dumbledore appeared to have noticed. Dumbledore gave his wand a little flick, as if he was trying to get a fly off the end, and a long golden ribbon flew out of it, which rose high above the tables and twisted itself, snakelike, into words. "Everyone pick their favourite tune," said Dumbledore, "and off we go

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,

Teach us something please,

Whether we be old and bald

Or young with scabby knees,

Our heads could do with filling

With some interesting stuff,

For now they're bare and full of air,

Dead flies and bits of fluff,

So teach us things worth knowing,

Bring back what we've forgot,

Just do your best, we'll do the rest,

And learn until our brains all rot."

Everybody finished the song at different times, although most of the Slytherins. including Harry didn't sing. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march. Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest.

"Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"

Severus Snape looked the son of his most hated enemy and the girl he was obsessed with (not that he ever realised that). It infuriated him to even look at the brat. How dare he come to Hogwarts? The brat did not look like a clone of James Potter. Oh, he definitely was his son, as he had inherited some of his looks, but he was a lot better looking than James Potter and that made him incredibly jealous. The boy must have done something to the sorting hat. How else would Gryffindor James Potter's son be sorted into his house?. Seven years ago one day Dumbledore said blood wards around the dursley's home had fallen and that brat is disappeared from the surface of earth, He had spent several months looking for the brat on Dumbledore's orders, he even went to America where headmaster said dursleys abandon him but he got nothing of harry bloody Potter of course he'd be arrogant as his father, He would make sure that Harry Potter was taken down a peg or two. Besides, there was no way the son of James Potter could be in slytherin, maybe he tricked the hat.

Professor McGonagall watched as Harry Potter conversed with the other Slytherin's, it had been a big surprise for her to have the son of James and Lily Potter in Slytherin, even though dorea Potter James's mother is a Slytherin, she is bit disappointed son of his favorite students isn't in Gryffindor. Though McGonagall wasn't too worried, she had met her fair share of students and there were good and bad in all houses, even Slytherin. She was worried when she heard Harry has gone missing even headmaster can't find him. She couldn't help the small smile that shoved itself on her face as she looked at the boy who reminded her of two of her favourite students. She was rather excited to be able to teach Harry Potter, she was hoping that the boy was like his father who was very proficient in transfiguration.

Professor Flitwick made no effort to hide the smile on his face as he watched the son of his favourite student sit down and converse with the other snakes, the charms master was of the same opinion as McGonagall when it came to the snakes. He was rather excited to be able to teach Harry Potter, he was hoping that the boy was like his mother, maybe even with a bit of his father in.

Albus Dumbledore was furious, the boy is quite tall and healthy boy which worried him he wanted a abused boy who can easily manipulated and bend on his will. He wanted young harry to look upto him when he arrived in hogwarts,but that bloody dursleys have abandon him in America, that day he won't forget till his grave.his first crash of plan when he inspected the blood wards around the house, it had fallen and then he investigated and just as he able to find that boy, harry potter disappeared from earth's surface. The enchanted quill by Rowana Ravenclaw was only gave him boy was at leaky cauldron. He told the sorting hat to put young harry in Gryffindor but never in his whole life he imagined the boy will sorted into Slytherin of all houses. He also instructed the youngest Weasley boy to befriend the Boy Who Lived and ensure that he had no other friends. But that plan also had to be changed he wanted the boy to be a martyr in that coming war. The boy will die and he will defeat Voldemort. Harry Potter had to be a Gryffindor, charging into danger without backup or plans so that Albus could mould him to be the perfect weapon for the light. But Slytherin harry will be a threat to his plan. maybe he can persuade him by giving back his invisibility clock for changing to Gryffindor yeah it is all for Greater Good.