Disclaimer: High-ho, high-ho, do I own Harry Potter, oh no! It's J.K. Rowling who owns it all, high-ho, high-ho, high-ho…
All of Hogwarts School, except for the first years, where seated in the Great Hall waiting for the sorting ceremony to begin.
Dumbledore sat at the head table along with the other Hogwarts professor. There was only one new face this year among the teachers and it, for the first time, wasn't a new DADA professor.
Harry knew that it was the new Care of Magical Creatures professor, but had no time to wonder anything about the new professor for the first year students began to arrive.
Leading them in was Filch, the janitor.
'They must have just loved being greeted by such a friendly face,' Harry thought as the sorting ceremony began.
**I made this sorting song up myself so please don't take it. It was very hard to do, at least harder than I thought it would be, but don't get mad if it isn't that good.**
"Oh I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I've one job to do.
To take a look inside your head
And find the house for you.
There are four Hogwarts houses
But one you'll call your own.
A place to learn and make new friends
Where you can feel at home.
So put me on and let me in
For, make no mistake.
I will find the perfect house
And that is all it takes.
You may be placed in Ravenclaw
If that's what your mind yearns.
A wonderful place if what you want
Is to study and to learn.
Or it might be Gryffindor
Where their hearts are proud and strong.
If you are brave and true
Then that's where you'll belong.
Perhaps you'll be in Slytherin
For the cunning and the swift.
If to be better then the rest
Is your greatest wish.
And it could be in Hufflepuff
Where you'll make your start.
These just and patient Hufflepuffs
Have kind and loyal hearts.
So place me, gently, on your head
And that's where I will rest.
Then I can tell you easily
Where you will do best."
The whole hall burst into applause when the sorting hat finished its song. Then one by one the first years came and were placed into their houses.
"Laura Adros"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Kyle Bunton"
"HUFFEPUFF!"
"Mark Curt"
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Frank Dragy"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Nicholas Etril"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor table cheered as the first new Gryffindor took a seat near the front of the table.
~*~
Once the sorting was over Dumbledore stood at the front of the hall and began his speech.
"Welcome back to Hogwarts everyone. I am pleased to see both new and old faces smiling up at me once again. I wish you all an enjoyable year where you will learn new things that will help you on your way to becoming a wonderful witch or wizard."
"I would also like to introduce to you our new…Care of Magical Creatures teacher Professor Aden."
The hall clapped loudly as Professor Aden stood up to show everyone who he was. Professor Aden was a fairly tall man, with short brown hair and blue eyes. His chin and nose were rather pointed, but his eyes gave him an almost 'wise' and 'all-knowing' look, which made him appear to look the way a good teacher should.
Though most of the hall was trying there best to get a good look at the new Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Harry couldn't help but notice the way Dumbledore spoke just then. The long pause that took place as Dumbledore stated that Professor Aden was the new Care of Magical creatures teacher was hard to over look. But, it would of course be foolish of Harry to think that he would be the only one having a hard time getting over the loss of Hagrid. Especially when there are many others who knew Hagrid far better then he.
But he still couldn't get it out of his mind that many, no most, of the students seemed to get over the loss of Hagrid much quicker then you would think.
[Maybe it's because they didn't witness it like I did, but who really knows.] Harry thought.
"And, as most of you know," Professor Dumbledore continued, "we have a few rules here at Hogwarts which I will state now."
"Rule one, the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds to any student at all times, unless accompanied by a teacher."
"Rule two, all students are to stay in their house common room or dormitories after dark. No students may go out at night unless they are given permission from a teacher."
"Rule three, there is no magic allowed in corridors or to be used on another person unless instructed."
"Ah, now that that is settled, let us begin the feast."
And, as he had done for many years now, Dumbledore clapped his hands together and the plates that were placed at all the tables began to fill with all sorts of different foods. The first years, who were by far the most awe-struck, started chatting to everyone in sight, while the rest dug into the feast.
[Ron certainly is better then he was the end of last year. He must have gotten over the attack from Voldemort.] Harry thought to himself.
"Harry," Ron spoke quietly, "have any ideas for who you'll pick to be the new chasers and beaters, after all we need almost a completely new team after Fred, George, Angelina, Katie, and Alicia left last year."(A/N I know that not all of them would be going, but I wanted a new quidditch team so I am making all except Harry and Ron graduates of Hogwarts.)
Ron had been picked as the new keeper for the Gryffindor team last year by Fred and George who were made captain.
When the five seventh years and two fifth years had won the house cup once again (that was before the incident with Voldemort and the Order of the Phoenix) the seventh years voted on the two remaining players for captain. And, since the only choices were Harry and Ron, (they were the only ones who would be on the team next year) Harry, who had been there the longest, was picked for captain. Harry would start training the team as soon as next year began.
"No, not really Ron. I think, that I will post a message for tryouts soon though, to see whom I have to pick from."
"Good idea-" Said Hermione, who had been listening to their conversation. "But do you know who the new captain is for Slytherin"
"No." Both Ron and Harry answered.
"Malfoy." Hermione stated slowly, waiting for their response.
Harry stared at Hermione with a look of pure disbelief, though knowing Hermione would never kid around about something like that.
[Draco Malfoy, Slytherin captain. Impossible! This is the person who had to bribe their way onto the team. He couldn't- he just couldn't!] Harry pondered to himself.
A red faced Ron stated loudly and roughly, "SO, what kind of broomsticks did Daddy Malfoy have to buy to get him on the team," while gesturing towards Draco Malfoy.
"SHHH, RON somebody, namely a teacher, might hear you."
"So what Hermione, what will they care?"
"They, will NOT care to hear that kind of talk about a captain on the opposing team. Even if it is true."
The bickering between Ron and Hermione had brought Harry out of his thoughts. But at least the troubles and joys of Hogwarts are gradually bringing Harry away from his minds constant reminding about Hagrid. All he had to wait for now was the next Care of Magical Creatures class, and see how he handled it.
Of course, there was one more thing that nagged Harry. It was a small voice at the very back of his mind that kept asking 'What was that spell you cast upon Voldemort that night?'
A/N Hello and thanks for reading. I'm sorry I took so long in getting the next chapter up. It won't be this long again, I swear. I just want people to know that my first chapter was kinda …er… sad and a little depressing. The other chapters won't be entirely like that just for the first chapter it had to be that way, but the more Harry and others are surrounded by friends the more the bad feelings get, sort of, moved aside, as joyful feelings replace them (well almost). Also I have actually thought this story through (for once) so I know where I plan to take it. That means you're welcome to make suggestions, and I might use them, but probably not. Oh and please READ AND REVIEW!!! I need to know how you feel, and I can't read minds. J
P.S. The next chapter should be out soon, and be pretty long.
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