A/n: Hi its only been a day since I posted the last chapter please read it and review telling me what you think. My mind seems to be overflowing so I thought I should better get some stuff down before I forget it. I'm not sure how long it will be until I get part four up might be tomorrow maybe next week not sure. If you want more just tell me in your review or email me at
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As the small carriage trundled up towards the school Harry finally felt that he was back home, he turned to Hermione and Ron who were deep in conversation.
"Hey you guys what you talking about?" asked Harry curiously.
"Oh, Harry well we were just talking about err…" began Ron
"About who would be our Potions Teacher this year weren't we Ron?" continued Hermione
"Yeah because you know we were wondering if it would still be that teacher that we had last year, what was her name again?"
"Miss petal, but it has been a different teacher every year since Snape left, but Ron was wondering if Miss Petal would be staying because he had a crush on her!"
"As if I did! She was twenty-five Hermione!"
They continued arguing with each other in this manner but harry had stopped listening, he was thinking about what they had said. It was true that Snape had left, he had gone back to Voldemort to play spy for Dumbledore. Life had been considerably less painful now that he was able to enjoy potions at school.
He looked outside the window, and saw the carriage pull him through the large gates of Hogwarts flanked on each side with large stone gargoyles. He didn't believe Ron or Hermione of course, their conversation had seemed far more serious than that before Harry had interrupted. They had no reason to lie to him though, he wondered what they were hiding from him. The carriages slowed down and came to a halt in front of the huge double doors. He stepped down from the carriage with Ron and Hermione on either side of him and entered the school; they walked straight over to the great hall, found the Gryffindor table and sat down.
Looking up at the staff table Harry saw the teachers looking round the hall at the students coming in and settling down. Dumbledore was of course in the middle, as Harry watched him he suddenly turned and looked Harry in the eye and smiled. Harry smiled back and continued looking He also saw Professor Flack who had been teaching them Defence against the dark arts since Lupin had left. Lupin had easily been Harry's favourite Dark Arts teacher but he had to hand it to Flack that he was the only one to last longer than a year. Hagrid was missing he knew though he would be crossing the lake with the first years before they got sorted. It appeared as though Miss Petal would be staying, as sure enough she to was sitting at the staff table looking around at the students. All the other teachers seemed to be there, except for professor McGonagall who Harry knew would be fetching the first years as she had done for him many years ago.
Suddenly the noise died down as she entered the hall followed by a line of students, they all looked pale and cold, except for one, a girl taller than all the rest with long auburn hair falling straight down to her waist and deep blue eyes that shined magnificently.
"Ron! That's her" Harry barley managed to get the words out of his mouth as he found that his throat had suddenly seemed to have stopped working.
"What are you talking about Harry?" Ron sighed
"That girl you know the one I tried to show you! I can't believe it that's her" Harry's excitedly replied. Ron saw who Harry was looking at and stared.
"She can't be a first year can she? She looks way to old!"
"I don't care how old she is as long as she is in Gryffindor" A strange noise suddenly burst from Hermione to Harry it sounded suspiciously like a laugh turning into a hacking cough. Harry turned to her and eyed her curiously
"What is so funny?" he began but Hermione raised a finger to her lips and pointed behind Harry, he turned to see the sorting hat sitting innocently on the stool. The first years were staring at it Harry knew they were wondering what they had to do. Suddenly a rip opened at the top of the hat and the hat burst into song: -
Which house am I to put you in
A choice I must decide
For I'm the smartest hat around
And choose where you reside.
I look inside your head and see,
What talent I can Find
To turn you into which or Wizard
And to a school house bind.
There is a house named Gryffindor
It has a noble past
Are you brave or are you daring?
Then you're a Gryffindor at heart.
Or shall you be in Slytherin?
And grow to do great feats
A certain thirst for power?
Then go join them at their seats.
Another house named Ravenclaw
Should I put you there?
A wise and truly clever house
For those who are kind and care
Or what about in Hufflepuff
Are you honest and true?
They work hard and don't complain
And in the end pull through
So come sit on this stool right here
And put me on your head
I'll say to which house you belong
And let no more be said!
With that the Sorting hat stopped singing and bowed to all four houses in turn amongst a very loud applause. Professor McGonagall had drawn out of her pocket a piece of parchment and had begun to read out the list of names. Harry wasn't listening though he was watching the girl, somehow she held him mesmerised without turning he whispered to Ron
"What house do you reckon she will be in"
"Who" he whispered back
"You know her" he pointed
"Oh yeah rite, I dunno maybe she will be in Gryffindor."
"Just as long as it isn't Slytherin I'll be happy" Whilst he had been saying this he had been applauding absentmindedly as two people had been sorted one into the house of Hufflepuff and one into Slytherin, Although Harry had not noticed this at the time. He now applauded loudly though with the rest of Gryffindor as Binding, Jason was made the first Gryffindor.
He waited anxiously for the girl to move forward when her name was called, however when professor McGonagall reached Wane, Sara (Ravenclaw) and put the parchment away she still hadn't moved.
"What is going on they haven't sorted her yet!" Whispered Harry
"Harry look" came Hermione's voice "Dumbledore." Harry tore his eyes away from the girl and saw Dumbledore standing and clearing his throat. The people in the Hall looked from the girl to Dumbledore quizzically, and then fell silent and watched him as he began to speak
"How pleased I am to see you all again safely under the roof of our school Hogwarts. I would like to draw your attention to Miss Emma Thorn." Nearly every head turned once again to look at the girl still standing by professor McGonagall near the sorting hat "she will be joining us here at Hogwarts for her final year of schooling and to take her N.E.W.T.s and I hope you shall make her all feel welcome. Now if you would kindly place on the sorting hat Miss Thorn and we may continue"
Harry watched as she walked over to the stall, which held the sorting hat and sat down, the hat fitted neatly on top of her auburn hair that now glimmered in the candlelight. Harry sat with his fingers crossed in his lap praying the hat would choose her for Gryffindor.
"Come on" he muttered impatiently "come on what taking so long!"
Suddenly the brim of the hat opened wide, Harry held his breath and closed his eyes.
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(Still he waited, the few moments feeling like hours)
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"SLYTHERIN"
A/n: Hi what did you think? Did you like my sorting song? That took me about half an hour to think up and it still wasn't that good! *Chuckle* Anyway I need reviews I live off them, you see I write stories in a strange way I get one idea.(Voldemort at height of power planning to attack the school Harry in Love) and go from there. I set up a firm beginning (chapter 1). But the rest is off the top of my head as I sit here typing it like for instance the fact that Sirius came back and that the girl was in Slytherin. So feed me info tell me what you like and I shall try and weave all my ideas together just bear with me OK you shall get your action soon… maybe very soon I have an idea… grin evilly. And maybe some kissing in the corridors, walking in on people in empty class rooms "wink" "wink". But just remember it is PG13 OK. Remember tell me, do I need disclaimers because other people have them. Anyway I have got to stop typing these authors notes PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!!!