Two
or three hundred years or more,
When
this very school was started,
Four
wanted to teach the knowledge of old.
So
from the people they parted.
They
named the four houses each after the lakes
That
this lovely land did border.
They
brought in students, began their first year
With
one clue how they would order
Superior
was where the great Williams did teach
And
he often loved a good joke.
But
when it came to defending one's friend
He
thought it was worthy of note.
Michigan
was led by the cleverest Cray girl.
She
was strict when it came to school.
And
though some thought she was really a nerd
Most
students thought she was cool.
The
lovely Davidson led students of Huron,
Thinking
they should be happy.
And
because she thought they should work hard
She
was never called sappy.
Then
lastly was Erie and Forester did love,
Those
with ambition to achieve.
Those
who wanted to be so much greater,
Then
that of what they could conceive
I've
told my tale to you my friend,
now
try me on and be sorted.
Which
house you should be put into?
It
soon will be reported.
An applause erupted
from the seated students. Kids were whispering to each other. I smiled,
thinking it had some talent. Professor Dooles took out a piece of rolled
parchment. "I will read off your names and you will step forward and try on the
hat."
"Allen, Joshua." The
first name was called. A somewhat tall boy with blonde hair and glasses stepped
forward and tried on the hat. After about ten seconds the hat shouted it's
decision for all to hear.
"MICHIGAN!"
"Anderson, David"
"Superior!"
"Berry, Katrina."
"ERIE!" I looked at
the Erie table, I could see they kept to themselves, laughing and pointing at
the Huron table.
"Brattle, Jeff!"
"MICHIGAN!"
"Brooks, Samantha."
"SUPERIOR!"
"Cooper, Jillian."
"SUPERIOR!"
"Cooper,
Zach."
"ERIE!"
"Craven, Gary."
"HURON!"
The list went on for
a while, finally coming to my friend's name.
"Kreves, Katharine."
Timidly, she walked forward. The hat took almost a whole minute to decide where
she should go, finally calling out "SUPERIOR!" Katey walked quickly to where
the Superiors sat.
When the name
"Malfoy, John." was called, he walked up and was almost instantly chosen as an
Erie. As he passed by Katey, he glared at her.
The list once again
went on, students were added to each house. Finally, it came down to my bother.
"Potter, Andrew."
Now, the students did
know of the famous Harry Potter. After all, he was teaching at their school and
had been for the past few years. Students began starring at Andrew, waiting to
see which house Famous Potter's son would be in. I couldn't have been more
excited.
"Is he Proffesor
Potter's son?" Some whispered.
"I hope he gets in
our house!" Others said
Suddenly, to shush
the speakers, the hat yelled "SUPERIOR!"
The Superior table
erupted with cheers! Many people were congratulating him as he sat down and
Katey even gave him a huge hug. I could see his ears turn red, then his whole
face as she wouldn't let go. Finally, she let go and they sat down next to each
other.
A thought struck me.
What if I didn't get into Superior with Andy and Katey? What house would I go
into? There would be a chance we would be separated into different houses. We
had always been together, through everything. I might be in Michigan, or Huron,
or even in Erie. I really didn't want to be in Erie. I could not stand to even
look at John after what happened on the plane.
I can't wait to
see you here Alex. Andy said as his attention turned
back to the Sorting.
"Potter, Alexia."
Now they really
starred at me. I don't think they were expecting a second Potter child. Without
fear, I walked forward and sat down slipping the hat over my head. Suddenly a
voice filled my head.
Ah, another Potter
I see. You're father works here, doesn't he? Now, let me see...Michigan would
be good, you're very intelligent. Huron is a good place for you, you've got the
perserveriance for it. Although, Erie wouldn't be too bad. You want to achieve
so much. Now where should I put you?
Please put me in Superior with Katey and
Andy. I don't want to be anywhere else!
Alright, if that's
what you want. It's a good choice for you. You're house will be SUPERIOR!
The last word was
shouted to the whole school. The table cheered hard for me, and I ran down to
my new table where Andy and Katey were saving a seat for me. I think I looked a
little too eager.
"Great job Alex! I'm
so happy you made it into our house!" Katey smiled. Everyone was smiling today.
I sat back and watched the rest of the House Sorting. The list went on for a
while. Amanda Rodder became a Superior as well as Jake Turner (no, not related
to John in any way). Lastly, Luke Young became a Michigan, Morgana Wright
became a Superior and Heather Zest
became a Huron.
"So, what happens
next?" Andy asked as a general question.
I looked at my dad, his face was so proud. I
suppose it was because he might have been the head of Superior. I didn't know.
The Principle stood
up and the school hushed. They looked confused because the hat still hadn't
been taken away. "This year, we have a few transfer students from other
schools. Fifth Year Tonia Richards from Salem Witches Institute." A girl who
had been standing in the back of the Dinning Hall with two other students
walked quickly to the front of the room. She wore gray robes with a purple
collar, which complimented her more mature figure. I could see some guys
gawking at her as she walked, some were wistling. That was the most annoying
thing in the world, and I could see her rolling her eyes in disgust. Professor
Greendrovel smiled at her as she took her seat on the stool with the hat
falling over her eyes. Seconds later the hat screamed out "MICHIGAN!" She took
off her hat and her robes turned into our uniform of forest green and made her
way to her new table.
Professor Greendrovel
called out another name. "First year Frederick Taylor. He attended Phoenix
Institute but was transfered here." Frederick sighed, his eyes down cast. But,
changing his expression, he walked boldly up to the stool. I could make out his
robes were a deep red. After only about five seconds the hat screamed out
"SUPERIOR!" He strode over to our table and he took a seat across from me, his
robes changed.
"Lastly," The
Principal began. "We have Third Year Danielle Malfoy from Hogwarts." Danielle,
was already wearing her green robes, much to my disapointment. I really wanted
to see what Hogwarts' robes looked like. Danielle looked younger than most of
the other third years, which was the equivilent of eighth grade for muggles.
She sneered as she made her way up to the front, glaring at us as she passed.
The hat barely touched her head before it yelled "ERIE!" Smirking, she headed
to her table and sat next to her little brother.
Professor Dooles now
took away the stool and hat and took his seat next to the standing Principal.
Professor began to speak again. "Welcome all of you to a new year at Midwest
Academy! I hope you all have a fun year this year. Now, for a few rules that
should not be broken." Her eyes turned to three sixth year boys in Superior who
were whispering to each other. "The forest sorounding the school is off limits
to all students, along with Middletown to those under third year. The full list
of rules are located in your common rooms."
Her expression turned
proud. "This year we have the Foreign Witches and Wizards Program. We will be
accepting students from the schools Coral Academy in Australia and Hogwarts in
Great Britain. First years are not aloud to participate from this school for
reasons I will not say. All those who wish to participate, please sign up in
your common rooms."
"And as usual, we
have the National Quidditch Games this year. Players will be chosen from the
House Teams, this includes reserves. Even though first years are alloud to play
on the House Teams, we will not accept them onto the school team." Groans were
heard from some new first years. "Now that that is down, onto dinner!"
The silver plates
which had been sitting empty on the long tables magically filled with food.
Many kids eyes' widened from the amount of food. I took a bit of
lemon-butter-garlic chicken[1],
a bit of salad and a huge glass of water. I wasn't really hungry, I was just
exhausted. I couldn't wait to get to bed.
"What is your
favorite class?" Fern Gilligan was asking an older girl.
"Oh, I love
transfiguration, but charms isn't so bad..."
I turned back to hear
a different disscussion. "Pheonix Academy wasn't all that great." Frederick Taylor
was saying. "The Principal was really strict. We weren't alloud to talk at
meals, or in the halls at all. My grandparents transfered me here when they
recieved my first owl after two weeks."
"Yeah, I heard." Andy
replied, he attempted to change the subject. "You know how Voldemort is still
out there?"
"Wow, you said his
name!" Kyle Daniels said. "I didn't think you would!"
"What's the point of
not using his name? We sound like scared little chickens when we say
"You-know-who." Fred said.
"I know what you
mean," I answered. "I used to scare Andy..."
"Oh no sis, don't
tell 'em!" Andy baried his face in his hands.
"...when the room was
completely dark, like at night, I would scream 'IT'S BEHIND YOU! AAAAHH!'. He
would totally freak out until I told him what it was, most of the time it was
the wall."
"That's not funny,"
Andy muttered, his head still in his hands.
"Yes it is!" Katey
said giggling. "I'm scared of the dark too, it's nothing to be ashamed of."
"I'm not afraid of the
dark," Amanda Rodder boasted. "I'm afraid of hights."
"Then you would have
a hard time being on a broom." Fred replied. "Does anyone remember how we got
on this subject?"
"Not a clue," Kyle
answered.
Soon we had eaten our
fill, and the plates emptied themselves. A girl stood up and faced us. "My
name's Jessica and I'm a fifth year Hawk. I'm going to take you to your
dormitory." We got up and followed her up, all of us tired and groggy except
Amanda. I think she was trying to remember the way back to the Dining Hall.
Eventually, after many twists and turns, we made it to a statue of a young
woman in robes. Her head tilted down.
"Ah, are these our
new bunch of first years? Password?"
"Yes and fish head."
The statue moved aside and a hole appeared in the wall. We climbed through,
Fern needed a leg up, and entered a dimly lit room. The whole place was
decorated with light blue stuff. A large picture a robin was hung above the
fireplace. "You boys go up there, and you girls go up there." She pointed to
two different staircases. Our group of ten girls trudged up to the top of the
spiral staircase. At the top there was a door that said '1st Years Class of
2023'.
I was half asleep as
I changed my clothes inside the closed curtains of my bed, and half asleep as I
felt Aurora snuggle up on one of my pillows. I wasn't half asleep for long.
Well,
that's the end of that chapter! How was the poem/song? Was it good? I spent
about thirty minutes on it.
Oh, and I
got Class of 2023 by doing the math. Now, in book one it is 1991 (In book two
it is 1992, check the date on the deathday cake). 10 years lates, it is 2001.
Our heros are also 21 (ginny is 20). Now, 4 years later it is 2005, and lets
say that's when Harry and Ginny get married and have Andy and Alexia. Then eleven
years later it is 2016. Finally, when they turn 18, which is also 12th
grade/7th year in my story, it is 2023.
Questions?
Comments? All are welcome!
R&R PLEASE!!
