Chapter 2

Harry, Ron, and I were standing with the first years after some proffesser's speech, waiting for her to come back and lead us to the feast. Some annoying little fruit Draco Malfoy had just come up to us and been completely obnoxious towards me and Ron. The nerve of some people these days.

All the first years were crowded in a group at the front of the Great Hall. Hermione Granger, the girl Ron had mentioned to me on the train, was called up first to try on the Sorting Hat. The Sorting Hat looked like an old rugged hat, with a gay song-poem type thing. Hermione was sorted into Gryffindor. Then some other people. "Ronald Weasley" the oldish looking lady called. Ron looked nervously at me and Harry. I gave him a reassuring smile, and up he went to try on the Sorting Hat. At last the hat shouted "Gryffindor!". After Ron was my turn. I walked up confidently trying to impress these two cut identical twins sitting at the Gryffidor table. "Gryffindor!" the hat shouted right in my ear. It hurt a bit if you ask me. Harry was also in Gryffindor, and for some reason the room got anxious when it was his turn.

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