The Sorting

The Sorting

Author's note- again, thanks to all who reviewed. I'm sorry, I'm only good at free verse poetry. But believe me, there's something on the other side of that muck. And thank you, Akisis, eho told me I left out Raven claw.

Everything's JK Rowling's and the WB's.

On to the story!

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"I'm not an ordinary hat, you see

I'm as wise as white bumblebee!

It's my job to sort you well

to put you were you will excel!

Hufflepuff might do the trick,

Where the patient, hard workers stick.

Sytherin, a noble place

Where the ambitious find it fits their pace.

Ravenclaw, a smart ones delight,

Where clever go with out a fight,

Griffindor, were many learn and play,

Where the brave will gladly stay.

So put me on and concentrate

I'll put you where you will do great!"

The hall politely applauded, and the hat bowed and lay still.

The sorting seemed to take forever, until only Lorencha and Maria were left.

"I am pleased to introduce two new fifth year transfer students. Maria Annez and Lorencha Smith," Dumbledore announced.

"Annez, Maria."

Maria walked to the hat, the butterflies in her stomach fluttering even more. She sat on the stool, and placed the hat on her head.

"Hello dear." A small voice whispered in her ear. "Let's see…you are certainly brave…lots of talent…I'd say…GRIFFINDOR!"

Maria took of the hat and walked proudly to her table.

"Smith, Lorencha."

Lorencha walked nervously up, and put the hat on.

"Well, well, well, aren't we the merry sunshine today!"

Lorencha frowned. "Look, I miss my old school. This one's too big. I probably won't get on the quidditch team. " she thought.

"And if you do, you'll be humiliated in front of a thousand people by Harry Potter. He's only lost one match, ya know."

"You're not in a good mood either. Now sort me."

"Have you considered the amount of students I had to sort today?"

"No…"

"And I've been doing this for a thousand years!"

"So go see a shrink. Sort me please."

"Ok…Let's see… some talent…not a lot of bravery…"

"Look, I didn't come 500 miles to be insulted by a hat!"

"OK,OK. You're usually more patient than this, aren't you?"

"Yeah…so?"

"Hufflepuff, where patient, hard workers, will stick."

"Oh great. Hufflepuff. Yeeha."

"Well…you are hard working…"

"Yes?"

"Yes what?"

"What house am I in?"

"Well, you're not in Slytheren." The hat pause. "Not in old Godric Griffindor's house either. Not smart enough for Ravenclaw…"

"STOP INSULTING ME, YOU BLOODY HAT!"

"No need for cursing!"

"SORT ME!"

"All right, all right! HUFFLEPUFF!"

Lorencha ripped of the hat. She turned to the teachers, "Your really need a new hat! This one was insulting me!"

A greasy haired teacher sneered. "Ms Smith might like to know that her sorting lasted over 15 minuets, the longest in living history."

Lorencha felt her face burning as she walked over the Hufflepuff table, the whole school, laughing at her. Stupid hat. she thought. I should have set it on fire.

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Author's note- Next chapter, a spell that creates- Dracoina! R&R!