Chapter five: the sorting


Jordan and Hagrid entered the great hall at dinner just as Dumbledor was announcing that a new student was to be attending Hogwarts. All the students at the different house tables were staring at her as she made her way to the front of the room. The sorting hat was sitting on a bench and professor Mcgonagle gave her a little nod indicating she should put it on.

Jordan sat down on the bench and placed the hat on her head. Immediately the hat started mumbling thoughts to itself.

"fairly honest most of the time, oh doesn't like to work hard unless she is motivated, hmm," it whispered.

"I guess she can't go in Hufflepuff then," it continued. " How about Ravenclaw, she is very smart, Oh would rather be daydreaming I see. No, not much of a Ravenclaw. But is she really brave enough to be a Gryffindor?"

At this she thought:

"I'm not always brave, but I want more than anything to have an adventure. I think I deserve a chance. Sometimes trying is as brave as actually getting there."

"True, true," it responded "you do want it more than anything don't you. Well that is mighty interesting. What's this? Your father was a slytherin?"

"My father didn't even go here he is a muggle," Jordan thought " whats wrong with this thing."

"No, no! Your father did attend this school. You should follow in his footsteps. It is clear you are a slytherin," the hat insisted.

Then, it hollered out "Slytherin" at the top of its nonexistant lungs.

The Slytherin table cheered although everyone else looked disappointed.

No one was as disappointed as Jordan. What did it mean her father was a slytherin? Her father was at home living like the muggle he was. Wasn't he? Right now there was a more pressing matter than that. She looked around at the table she was seated at. The people here were not the best looking she had ever seen or was it just that they were holding their noses a few to inches high in the air. She decided it was a mixture of both.

Jordan looked up at the staff table. Out of all the faces in the room the most surprised one was Hagrid's. He obviously didn't think she was a Slytherin. Neither did Jordan. Then her eyes fell on the man that she had met sitting in the hall outside Dumbldor's office with the greasy black hair. The girl next to her followed her gaze and said:

"That's Snape. He is the head of the Slytherin house. I'm Pansy Perkinson." Jordan looked over at the girl. She, like the rest of the table wasn't one of the best looking people Jordan had seen. She had a wide face and a big nose. Jordan just looked at her blankly.

As time went on Jordan found that she liked the Slytherins less and less. She wasn't surprised. One day, she was sitting in the girls dormitory overhearing Pansy rant about how pathetic Harry Potter was. Over time she had learned of Harry and Voldemort and the whole history of the battle.

"Honestly," Pansy huffed " he thinks he's so great because of some stupid scare on his forehead that he totally deserves. I'll bet Draco could take him any day."

Jordan had heard way to much of this from pansy over the last few weeks and until now she had said nothing, but this was getting to be just a little to much for her.

"You really think that sniveling little string bean could take Harry?" Jordan retorted.

"Draco, a string bean? What are you saying Jordan," Pansy shot back at her " You had better watch your mouth if you know what's good for you."

"I know just what's good for me," Jordan continued "You're the one who should be watching her mouth. Be careful, your voice is almost as ugly as you are."

With that, Pansy took a swing at her. Jordan was fare to quick. Pansy looked like Hagrid next to Jordan, but Jordan was naturally a better fighter, not to mention she had taken several karate lessons when she was younger. Not to say that she was very skilled, but even so Jordan had the advantage: a brain. In a second Jordan had Pansy on the ground and Pansy's wand in her hand. With one foot over the massive girl's mouth, Pansy couldn't mumble even one spell to get the wand back into her possession. All the other Slytherin girls stood around waiting for Pansy to knock Jordan unconsiouse, but this was far from possible.

"I don't want to here your putrid voice saying any more ugly things about people who are in a much higher station than you Pansy," said Jordan hotly " If you do, remember that I'm the one who's got the wand and I'm the one who decides if it stays in one piece or not!"

Jordan removed her foot from Pansy's mouth who got up and grumbled something and snatched her wand back. Ever since then she was most unpopular with the slytherins, which was no surprise and because she was a Slytherin, she couldn't make friends with any of the students from the other houses.