All the new students were led to an even bigger room, called--what do you know--the Great Hall. The ceiling was an exact replica of what it looked like outside. I hoped it wouldn't rain during a thunderstorm.
All the old students were sitting at one of four giant tables.
Us new kids had to line up in a single line. I shoved between Peter and James. The lady with the bun explained that when we heard our name, we had to go up to a stool and wear a hat. The hat would shout something out, and that was the dorm we got put in.
No biggie.
Sirius Black was the first of us five to get called. I didn't pay attention after that; I just waited for Lily Evans to get called and get it over with. I did hear Maxamillian Dunkerlore get put into Gryffindor. He was right before me.
When I got called, I walked over to the stool and sat down, making a big show of making sure the hat didn't mess up my hair when I put it on--something I didn't care about anyway.
The hat talked to me. It asked me if I had made any friends. What kind of question is that? I said yeah and hurried through the rest of them; stuff like 'don't cheat' that could be taken as a double meaning. Finally, it put me in Gryffindor.
As I walked toward the table that was cheering really loud, I noticed that Sirius had saved me a spot. Good, I thought, we're in the same house. I sat down across from him and emptied the three chairs next to us, hoping the other three would make us. Of course, I emptied the spots nicely.
Remus was a while later, then James. Both of them managed getting into Gryffindor. Of course, James answered all the questions lesurely and out loud, so the hat finally started talking out loud instead of into his ear. It said some pretty funny stuff and was on the verge of starting to cuss, so it put him in Gryffindor muttering something about fate and friends. Whatever.
A few people later, Peter got called, his last name being Raciti. There were only eight people left in the line by now. He must have been nervous; he didn't do anything outrageously funny. The hat shouted his out after a long time. By that time, he was blushing like mad, which was funny. But I didn't know if he could blush on purpose or anything.
He sat right next to me. I hugged him when he sat down. People started to stare. I glared. End of story.
In a way, it was odd. I knew all five of the first year Gryffindor first years. Real weird.
And four of the five (not counting Max, of course) were my friends.
Pretty cool if you look at it that way.
All the old students were sitting at one of four giant tables.
Us new kids had to line up in a single line. I shoved between Peter and James. The lady with the bun explained that when we heard our name, we had to go up to a stool and wear a hat. The hat would shout something out, and that was the dorm we got put in.
No biggie.
Sirius Black was the first of us five to get called. I didn't pay attention after that; I just waited for Lily Evans to get called and get it over with. I did hear Maxamillian Dunkerlore get put into Gryffindor. He was right before me.
When I got called, I walked over to the stool and sat down, making a big show of making sure the hat didn't mess up my hair when I put it on--something I didn't care about anyway.
The hat talked to me. It asked me if I had made any friends. What kind of question is that? I said yeah and hurried through the rest of them; stuff like 'don't cheat' that could be taken as a double meaning. Finally, it put me in Gryffindor.
As I walked toward the table that was cheering really loud, I noticed that Sirius had saved me a spot. Good, I thought, we're in the same house. I sat down across from him and emptied the three chairs next to us, hoping the other three would make us. Of course, I emptied the spots nicely.
Remus was a while later, then James. Both of them managed getting into Gryffindor. Of course, James answered all the questions lesurely and out loud, so the hat finally started talking out loud instead of into his ear. It said some pretty funny stuff and was on the verge of starting to cuss, so it put him in Gryffindor muttering something about fate and friends. Whatever.
A few people later, Peter got called, his last name being Raciti. There were only eight people left in the line by now. He must have been nervous; he didn't do anything outrageously funny. The hat shouted his out after a long time. By that time, he was blushing like mad, which was funny. But I didn't know if he could blush on purpose or anything.
He sat right next to me. I hugged him when he sat down. People started to stare. I glared. End of story.
In a way, it was odd. I knew all five of the first year Gryffindor first years. Real weird.
And four of the five (not counting Max, of course) were my friends.
Pretty cool if you look at it that way.
