All Four
By geminilady095
Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me.
Summary: Harry Potter is sorted into all four Houses. That's impossible, right? Well, everybody knows Harry Potter can do the impossible.
"Harry Potter!" called out the professor.
Harry gulped. The crowd in The Great Hall whispered. The sound seemed to be amplified to Harry as he walked forward toward the Sorting Hat.
Harry sat down on the stool in the front of The Great Hall. He put the Sorting Hat on his head.
"I see… I see…" whispered the Sorting Hat into Harry's mind.
Harry frowned. "What do you see?" he asked telepathically.
"You are a special case… Harry Potter."
"Am I?" asked Harry. "Well, that's what I've heard all day."
"Yes… you are very special," said the Sorting Hat. "You will be placed in all four of the Houses."
"What?" he said out-loud.
"Harry Potter is here," said the Sorting Hat so that everyone in the Great Hall could hear.
"And the dark will shake in fear.
The hero is here,
there is much to be done…
it is time to fight,
it is time to unite as one."
The hall was quiet.
"What?" asked the professor who read out the names. Her hair was pulled back in a bun and she had a severe expression on her face.
"What House will Harry Potter be in?" asked someone in the crowd. It was the pale-faced boy with striking blonde hair. Harry remembered that his name was Draco Malfoy.
"He will be in… Gryffindor," said the Hat.
"Yes!" cheered a Gryffindor boy with bright red hair. "We have Potter! We have Potter!"
"—and he will be in Ravenclaw." said the Sorting Hat.
The students in The Great Hall all began to titter.
"—and he will be in Slytherin," continued the Sorting Hat.
"Excuse me, Sorting Hat, I don't think that's quite how it's done," said the professor who stood by the Sorting Hat.
"—and he will be in Hufflepuff," said the Sorting Hat.
"You can't be in all the Houses!" shouted someone at the table where the students wore blue and silver.
"He is Here,
the Dark will quiver in fear.
It was done once and now it has happened again…
the story continues…
until the End."
"Professor Dumbledore, this is impossible," said the woman standing by the Sorting Hat. She was looking at the professor sitting in the tallest chair in the front of The Great Hall. He had a long beard and gray eyes.
The gray-haired named Dumbledore looked thoughtful. He looked at Harry for a long time. "It is the Sorting Hat's decision," he said, finally. "Harry will have a special room where he will be able to enter each House's common room."
"But—Professor Dumbledore— It's—"
"That's my decision, Professor McGonagall," said Dumbledore. "Please, Harry… take a seat at whichever table you wish."
Harry stood nervously. He put the Sorting Hat back on the stool. He decided to sit at the seat where the students wore robes of blue and silver.
"Well, I guess I am special," said Harry Potter to himself as he sat down at the table.