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The Sorting

After Ron and Hermione departed holding hands as they went, Harry was waiting at the door.

"Err sorry for the disruption, but I came here to hurry you up," explained Harry.

Hermione giggled. "No, you didn't disturb us. But you probably know what's going on."

"Yes, by seeing that a few of Ron's buttons are undone,"

Ron looked down on his shirt and scowled.

"Going to the sorting?"

"Yeah, I wanna see where Rick gets put in."

The three left, thankfully arriving when the last of the students came in.

The doors swung open, and the first years in twos went through the hall. People gasped at the last two people, who looked like Ron and a new fifth year.

"Wait! Two Rons?" said Lavender, from down the table.

"Twin," said Ron. "I never mentioned him because he was kidnapped then we found him just this summer."

"What? With adoptive parents?" said Patil.

"Yeah, and they're really nice, except we've only met the dad really."

"It must have hurt to go away from your home and go to your real home, and going away from the parents that have been there for you." Neville seemed to be suggesting this.

"Yeah, it did for him."

The sorting hat frowned across the crowd.

"What? Two fifth years to be sorted?" said the brim of the hat. "Dear me Professor McGonagall."

McGonagall rolled her eyes.

"And another Weasley? How many more?"

Rick grimaced, seeing his brother's face grimace with him.

"1000 years or more ago,

I sat on a brave man's head,

The other three did not like the fashion,

So they made me talk instead.

The four houses are representatives

Of four great people,

And Ravenclaw, had the skill,

To fit me through a needle."

At this point, some images appeared on the ceiling, like a flashback, showing how Ravenclaw was powerful enough to achieve it. She did, and many people clapped.

"With Hufflepuff, she really had

A great main ambition,

To seek out any magic children,

Who wanted magic tuition."

More images showed up on the ceiling. This time Helena Hufflepuff was finding children and giving them letters.

"For Gryffindor, my old master,

He mastered his learning,

He had bravery inside him,

And a great heart burning."

Another image showed Godric Gryffindor putting the sword into the hat. Harry remembered he pulled it out in his second year, and defeated the basilisk. But the image almost came to a close, when Harry noticed something.

A lightning bolt scar, which was hidden by Godric's hair.

"Slytherin, he wanted pure

Blooded wizards,

He heard of muggle pupils

And started up a blizzard."

Another image made the hall crack into laughter. Salazar Slytherin saw muggle students and ran. He showed absolute anger and started a blizzard, even though it was a clear summer.

"So make you mind, as I will not,

Of the house you want to join,

And if you cannot make your mind,

I will flip the coin."

There was a huge applause, in which the Slytherins didn't give much.

And the list started.

Rick swore that he was hearing the music from the movie of the Philosopher's Stone. It sounded like the introduction of the Quidditch match.

But he was imagining it, knowing how nervous he was.

"Aylward, Joan."

A brunette came up to the stool.

"Hufflepuff!" she seemed happy of the result, as she didn't get into Slytherin.

Rick and Simone seemed to wait in boredom, until a ginger haired boy, which looked slightly like Ron and Rick, came up to the stool.

Rick hung his mouth open.

McGonagall had said "Rupert Grint" before the boy came up.

Rupert Grint at Hogwarts?

"Ahh! An actor, acting as one of the fellow students in a movie. How is dear old Richard Harris?"

"He's dead sir, he died recently," said Rupert nervously.

"Poor Chap. GRYFFINDOR!"

Rupert took the hat off.

"Just like the movie, just like the movie," he stuttered as he sat next to the real Harry Potter, which made him jump, as he saw the character he'd been acting all along.

Ron Weasley.

"Ah, you act as me in the movie, don't you?" said Ron.

"Yeah, I do, and now I meeting the real you!" Rupert said nervously.

"Is Daniel and Emma up there too?" asked Hermione.

"Yeah," stuttered Rupert.

Ron rolled his eyes. "Look, there's nothing to be afraid of. We are humans you know."

Rupert smiled, feeling more confident.

"Malfoy, Henry."

Rick looked straight up to the stool, and nodded at Simone.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

There was silence, except for the Gryffindor table. There was a state of shock.

A Malfoy in Gryffindor?

It slowly went down the register to R.

"Radcliffe, Daniel."

This boy looked a bit like Harry, except he had blue eyes and no glasses. Harry looked up to Daniel, and winked. "GRYFFINDOR!"

Daniel walked down shakily, as the word rang in his ears.

"Well done Dan!" said Rupert. Daniel went to sit next to Ron.

"Wow, this is so better than I thought," said Daniel, looking across Harry's scar. "Better than he movie. Realistic."

"Well duh Dan," said Rupert, his eyes rolling.

"Warden, Simone."

"Good luck," whispered Rick.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Watson, Emma."

This time, the look a like Hermione walked up. She brushed he hair back.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Weasley, Richard."

Everyone's eyes went to Rick at this moment. He walked steadily up the steps, seeing the few first years looking up at him.

"I heard of your bravery earlier. So you deserve where I am going to put you. GRYFFINDOR!"

Rick stood shakily, as he sat next to Daniel at the Gryffindor table.

"I really did it," he said.

"Another Ron? Geez, this is too much. I don't remember Rowling writing this."

"Of course you don't, she's only starting her fifth book, like when Harry is at his house, and come in much later."

"Tuck in," said Dumbledore, after giving out the usual term notices.

The Harry looked up to find the new DADA teacher Dumbledore introduced, Mrs Figg. He had known about her being a witch since the beginning of the summer holidays.

"So, what's with the twin?" said Daniel, chewing in a piece of chicken.

"Oh, I thought I was an orphan, had adoptive parents, then now I'm with my real family. Luckily, Percy is going to move out before I go home for the summer."

"You must be dead pleased," said Rupert, polishing off a bone.

"Yeah. When I was a kid, I got kidnapped, dunno who though."

Snape was having his usual look around with his cold eyes. But he spotted Rick and gave a wink. Rick smiled back.

"What's with that?" whispered Simone.

"Nothing, I just know Sev well."