(A few years later--Harry is now in his first year , his first few hours, in fact, at Hogwarts. He's just seen the sorting hat, and Snape, Mcgonagall, Dumbledore, and Hagrid are playing a song for the new students about the sorting hat.)

Chapter Two The Hat is Alive.

Dumbledore sings: The hat is animated with, the euphonious symphony of descant... (Mcgonagall playing what is apparently a piano, but sound like a horror soundtrack) Snape: Oh stop, stop, stop, stop that insufferable droning is drowning out my words. Can we please just stick to a little decorative piano? Harry as Narrator: There seem to be artistic differences over Snape's lyrics to Mcgonagall's songs. Hagrid: I don't think a wizard would say that about a hat Mdgonagall: What if he sings "The hat is vital intoning the descant"? Hagrid: No, no, no, the hat is. Harry: The . . . the hat . . . (no one hears him over the argument) Hagrid: The hat is chanting . . . Mcgonagall: The hat . . . Harry sings: (loudly so everyone hears) The hat is alive with the sound of sorting..! (everyone's eyes light up in astonishment, except for Hagrid's, who's eyes you cannot see perios under his bushy eyebrows)

Malfoy: (before Harry 'tells him off' in the hall) "The hat is alive with the sound of sorting!" I love it! Mcgonagall: "The hat is alive with the sound of sorting". It fits perfectly! ! ! Harry continues to sing: With names it has sung for a thousand years! (proffessors gasp)

Dumbledore: Incandiferous! Snape, you two should write the songs together. Snape: I beg your pardon? (snobbily) Harry as Narrator: But Dumbledore's suggestion that Snape and I write the songs together was not what Snape wanted to hear. Snape: (sings out rudely) GOOD-BYE!

(Snape slams the door)