The first years followed the teacher in silence across the entrance hall
until they reached a pair of wooden doors.
' I am Professor McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor house. We are about to enter the Great hall where you will be sorted into your houses. When I call your name sit on the stool and place the sorting hat on your head.'
The Great Hall had four tables in a row, one for each house, and then another table on a platform for the teachers. As the first years walked into the hall hundreds of faces turned to look at them. Professor McGonagall placed a very shabby looking hat on a stool in front of the students and then took a long roll parchment out of her robes.
'Avery, Shaun.'
A tall blonde haired boy walked up to the stool, sat down and placed the hat on his head. The hat paused, then shouted, 'SLYTHERIN.' Everyone in the hall applauded and the boy went to sit down with the rest of the slytherins.
'Black, Narcissa.'
Sirius watched as his cousin walked to the front and sat down on the stool. As soon as the hat touched her head it shouted, 'SLYTHERIN.'
'Black, Sirius.'
Sirius sat down on the stool and pulled the hat on to his head. He felt sick. Everything would be ok if he wasn't in Slytherin.
'Another Black. Well I know what to do with you,' the hat whispered in his ear, 'Hmmmm. Maybe not. I think I'll put you in GRYFFINDOR.'
Sirius sighed with relief and made his way over to the Gryffindor table. He glanced over at his cousin who was staring at him in disbelief and disgust and laughed to himself. He was different.
James waited anxiously while Lily Evans, the redhead he had met on the boat, was sorted into Gryffindor and went to join Sirius, her green eyes glistening like emeralds and her hair bouncing around her shoulders. She's so pretty, he found himself thinking.
'Potter, James.'
James heard his name and slowly walked to the front. He put the hat on his head and waited. 'GRYFFINDOR,' the hat shouted almost immediately.
Once the sorting had finished, Professor Dumbledore made his speech and the feast began. James and Sirius started talking about Quidditch again.
'I'm going to be on the team,' James stated. 'Same here. What position do you play?' Sirius replied whilst choosing another chicken leg of the plate in front of him. 'You can't be on the team. First years aren't allowed,' interrupted a small boy with silvery-grey hair and matching eyes. 'We know that. We'll just have to wait till next year. And anyway who are you?' Sirius snarled. The boy turned pale. Maybe they knew his secret. No they couldn't. Dumbledore wouldn't have told anyone and it wasn't that obvious. Was it? He was just being paranoid. They had only asked who he was. 'Well?' 'Oh, um, Remus Lupin.' ' I'm James Potter,' James said before his friend had the chance to speak, 'and this grumpy old git is Sirius Black.' 'Hey. I'm not that grumpy, I'm just.' Sirius said defensively.
James and Remus laughed.
After the feast James, Sirius and Remus got up from the table and began to follow the prefects up to Gryffindor tower.
'Mr. Lupin.'
Remus turned around and came face to face with Professor McGonagall.
'Professor Dumbledore would like a word in his office,' she said sympathetically. Remus turned pale again and nodded. Then he turned to Sirius and James who were standing waiting and muttered, 'I'll see you later.' Before following the teacher out of the hall.
'Wonder what that was about,' Sirius thought as they rejoined the group of Gryffindors climbing the stairs.
' I am Professor McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor house. We are about to enter the Great hall where you will be sorted into your houses. When I call your name sit on the stool and place the sorting hat on your head.'
The Great Hall had four tables in a row, one for each house, and then another table on a platform for the teachers. As the first years walked into the hall hundreds of faces turned to look at them. Professor McGonagall placed a very shabby looking hat on a stool in front of the students and then took a long roll parchment out of her robes.
'Avery, Shaun.'
A tall blonde haired boy walked up to the stool, sat down and placed the hat on his head. The hat paused, then shouted, 'SLYTHERIN.' Everyone in the hall applauded and the boy went to sit down with the rest of the slytherins.
'Black, Narcissa.'
Sirius watched as his cousin walked to the front and sat down on the stool. As soon as the hat touched her head it shouted, 'SLYTHERIN.'
'Black, Sirius.'
Sirius sat down on the stool and pulled the hat on to his head. He felt sick. Everything would be ok if he wasn't in Slytherin.
'Another Black. Well I know what to do with you,' the hat whispered in his ear, 'Hmmmm. Maybe not. I think I'll put you in GRYFFINDOR.'
Sirius sighed with relief and made his way over to the Gryffindor table. He glanced over at his cousin who was staring at him in disbelief and disgust and laughed to himself. He was different.
James waited anxiously while Lily Evans, the redhead he had met on the boat, was sorted into Gryffindor and went to join Sirius, her green eyes glistening like emeralds and her hair bouncing around her shoulders. She's so pretty, he found himself thinking.
'Potter, James.'
James heard his name and slowly walked to the front. He put the hat on his head and waited. 'GRYFFINDOR,' the hat shouted almost immediately.
Once the sorting had finished, Professor Dumbledore made his speech and the feast began. James and Sirius started talking about Quidditch again.
'I'm going to be on the team,' James stated. 'Same here. What position do you play?' Sirius replied whilst choosing another chicken leg of the plate in front of him. 'You can't be on the team. First years aren't allowed,' interrupted a small boy with silvery-grey hair and matching eyes. 'We know that. We'll just have to wait till next year. And anyway who are you?' Sirius snarled. The boy turned pale. Maybe they knew his secret. No they couldn't. Dumbledore wouldn't have told anyone and it wasn't that obvious. Was it? He was just being paranoid. They had only asked who he was. 'Well?' 'Oh, um, Remus Lupin.' ' I'm James Potter,' James said before his friend had the chance to speak, 'and this grumpy old git is Sirius Black.' 'Hey. I'm not that grumpy, I'm just.' Sirius said defensively.
James and Remus laughed.
After the feast James, Sirius and Remus got up from the table and began to follow the prefects up to Gryffindor tower.
'Mr. Lupin.'
Remus turned around and came face to face with Professor McGonagall.
'Professor Dumbledore would like a word in his office,' she said sympathetically. Remus turned pale again and nodded. Then he turned to Sirius and James who were standing waiting and muttered, 'I'll see you later.' Before following the teacher out of the hall.
'Wonder what that was about,' Sirius thought as they rejoined the group of Gryffindors climbing the stairs.