Chapter Six: The Sorting
AU: Disclaimer in ch. 1. Short chapters, huh? Sorry for it, I'll try to lengthen it if it bothers you. I do think I'm going too fast, but tell me in the reviews, k? Okay. Muahahah don't worry it'll get juicier as the story passes.
It was a long trip to Hogwarts. Or at least Annis thought so. After she had changed into her robes, Michell and she talked some more, mainly about Hogwarts. However, Michelle loved to gossip, so while she yakked off Annis' ears, she began thinking, I wonder what house I'll be in? Annis then frowned, and started counting off her qualities. She was never much of a brave person, and nice just wasn't her thing. She read a lot, which probably made her smart. Clever, too, most likely. Then it dawned on her. Omigosh, she thought worriedly, what if I get into Slytherin??
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Annis didn't get much time to dwell on the thought. She liked to sleep a lot, so soon the rhythm of the train moving sent her to sleep. But she didn't get much sleep, either. Minutes (or so it seemed) after Annis fell asleep, Michelle was yelling in her ear.
"Wake up, sleepyhead! We're heeere!" she cried out with glee and shook Annis. Opening one eye, Annis mumbled something that Michelle thought to make out as "lemonlow."
Frustrated, Michelle remarked, "You know, if you don't wake up, you're going to miss the Sorting."
Darn. How the heck did people know how to get to her? Annis groaned as she resentfully stood up and stretched out her arms. Then she looked down the front of her robes. Wrinkles! Annis tried to smooth them out as Michelle practically had to shove Annis out the door to get her to move. Annis was very self-concious about the way she looked, so it would have been normal to Aunt Margaret. However, Michelle did not know this, and started complaining.
"Annis! We're going to a sorting, not a beauty pageant! Come on, we don't want to be late!" she said, obviously frustrated with Annis' stubborn behavior to look nice. Finally, Annis managed to get herself to look decent, or at least, decent in Annis' eyes. Michelle sighed and pulled Annis over to an aubern haired professor, trying to get the attention of the "first years", as what Michelle called the new kids and themselves.
The aubern haired professor seemed frazzled, as if he did this year after year. Annis felt sorry for him and shuffled her way behind Michelle.
When all the first years have been rounded up, the professor shouted over the noise, "I am Professor Dumbledore! I will be your transfiguration teacher and will be the Head of Gryffindor! Listen up please and we shall get to the Sorting!" All the first years, anxious to get sorted, quieted down and waited. Professor Dumbledore smiled and said, "Alright, I assume you all know about Hogwarts and we shall proceed in a minute. First of all, for those who don't know, the four houses of Hogwarts are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Please do not believe the rather nasty rumors about Slytherin House, even though I am not the Head I believe all the Houses fair treatment. That means I won't give a Slytherin an F on an excellent A+ paper," he added with a wink. Some of the students let out a sigh of relief, and then all the first years followed Professor Dumbledore as he led to the way to the "Great Hall," as Michelle called it.
"You have siblings here?" Annis had asked, raising an eyebrow at Michelle's throrough knowledge of Hogwarts. Yeah, Michelle had admitted, and said that she had two sisters attending Hogwarts. Cinda, a sixth year, and Susan, a third year.
When Dumbledore and the first years entered the Great Hall, the first years started goggling at the decorations and the magnificance of the hall. It gleamed and the ceiling looked as if the roof had been cut out.
"My sisters says it's only a bewitchment, that the teachers made it to look like that," Michelle explained as Annis stared at the night sky illusion, "Hurry up!" she hissed, and pushed Annis foward. She stumbled as she struggled to get in line with the others.
When Dumbledore reached at the end of the walkway he stopped, and a bunch of first years came bumping into each other. Annis and Michelle chuckled a bit but shut up when Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at him. There's just something about that professor that sends Annis a weird feeling down her throat...she couldn't describe it, but it's sort of like a powerful presence kind of feeling.
Annis watched with interest when Dumbledore pulled out a four legged stool and set it in front of the faculty's table. An old wizard sat in the middle, so Annis assumed he was the headmaster. He was, Michelle had said later. She learned that his name was Professor Dippet, and he was quite the imbecile, but "shh, don't let him know that."
Next Dumbledore put a scraggly, patched wizard's hat on the stool. Frowning, Annis wondered, do I /i to put that on my head? She was so lost in thought (she did that often, obviously) that she didn't notice that Michelle had come up to the stool and had the hat on her head. Annis spun around and watched with more interest. Her eyes widened, however, when the hat started talking.
"Ah yes...another Allison. Intelligent, no doubt. Runs in the family, yes? Well...," the hat said, wriggling around a bit. Michelle certainly looked terrified as if the hat was going to eat her. Poor Michelle, Annis thought. "...there's no question to what house you're going in, and you're going into RAVENCLAW!" the hat shouted. Cheers from the blue and bronze table erupted, and Annis clapped for her new friend.
Annis frowned when she realized things were going in alphabetical order. Even though she was in the middle of the alphabet, Annis was never one to wait on endlessly for something. Minutes passed until the J's...Jalvin, Jenkins, Jines, Johnsen. Finally! Annis came almost running to the Sorting Hat. Fast enough, to trip onto the rug. Kids from the green and silver table sniggered and some pointed. Flashing them a poisonous glare, she redeemed herself and sat on the stool, daintily placing the hat on her head. Suddenly, a voice within her ear spoke.
"Johnsen? Quite the spectacular family, they are. Well, I see that intelligence right here, there's no doubt about it. However there is some anger here, some confusion there, and yes...pain." Annis wanted to yank the hat off, but since there were so many people watching her, she clenched her teeth and waited.
The hat continued its analysis, "Cleverness is quite a remarkable trait, I see. Well, you have two choices. Ravenclaw and Slytherin. What do you think?" Annis frowned more deeply. A candidate for Slytherin? Heck no. Ravenclaw, Annis thought firmly, or as firmly as she could. The hat seemed to sense her doubtfulness, because it answered, "Ravenclaw? You do know that you could be in either? Because you'd do remarkable in Slytherin, it says it all." Annis, in her mind, was horrified. Remarkable? In Slytherin?? NO, she thought, so hard that she thought she'd get a headache.
The hat replied smartly, "Well, if that's your choice, so be it. Forever be your house, and your house be.....RAVENCLAW!" Annis sighed with relief as she slid off the stool and slinked to the Ravenclaw table to sit next with Michelle. She knew people were staring at her for taking so long. Frowning still, she slid into her seat and let out her breath. She didn't even pay attention when Michelle started talking to her about classes and the "evil" Slytherins. Sinking into her seat, Annis murmured, "This is going to be a /i year.
AU: Disclaimer in ch. 1. Short chapters, huh? Sorry for it, I'll try to lengthen it if it bothers you. I do think I'm going too fast, but tell me in the reviews, k? Okay. Muahahah don't worry it'll get juicier as the story passes.
It was a long trip to Hogwarts. Or at least Annis thought so. After she had changed into her robes, Michell and she talked some more, mainly about Hogwarts. However, Michelle loved to gossip, so while she yakked off Annis' ears, she began thinking, I wonder what house I'll be in? Annis then frowned, and started counting off her qualities. She was never much of a brave person, and nice just wasn't her thing. She read a lot, which probably made her smart. Clever, too, most likely. Then it dawned on her. Omigosh, she thought worriedly, what if I get into Slytherin??
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Annis didn't get much time to dwell on the thought. She liked to sleep a lot, so soon the rhythm of the train moving sent her to sleep. But she didn't get much sleep, either. Minutes (or so it seemed) after Annis fell asleep, Michelle was yelling in her ear.
"Wake up, sleepyhead! We're heeere!" she cried out with glee and shook Annis. Opening one eye, Annis mumbled something that Michelle thought to make out as "lemonlow."
Frustrated, Michelle remarked, "You know, if you don't wake up, you're going to miss the Sorting."
Darn. How the heck did people know how to get to her? Annis groaned as she resentfully stood up and stretched out her arms. Then she looked down the front of her robes. Wrinkles! Annis tried to smooth them out as Michelle practically had to shove Annis out the door to get her to move. Annis was very self-concious about the way she looked, so it would have been normal to Aunt Margaret. However, Michelle did not know this, and started complaining.
"Annis! We're going to a sorting, not a beauty pageant! Come on, we don't want to be late!" she said, obviously frustrated with Annis' stubborn behavior to look nice. Finally, Annis managed to get herself to look decent, or at least, decent in Annis' eyes. Michelle sighed and pulled Annis over to an aubern haired professor, trying to get the attention of the "first years", as what Michelle called the new kids and themselves.
The aubern haired professor seemed frazzled, as if he did this year after year. Annis felt sorry for him and shuffled her way behind Michelle.
When all the first years have been rounded up, the professor shouted over the noise, "I am Professor Dumbledore! I will be your transfiguration teacher and will be the Head of Gryffindor! Listen up please and we shall get to the Sorting!" All the first years, anxious to get sorted, quieted down and waited. Professor Dumbledore smiled and said, "Alright, I assume you all know about Hogwarts and we shall proceed in a minute. First of all, for those who don't know, the four houses of Hogwarts are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Please do not believe the rather nasty rumors about Slytherin House, even though I am not the Head I believe all the Houses fair treatment. That means I won't give a Slytherin an F on an excellent A+ paper," he added with a wink. Some of the students let out a sigh of relief, and then all the first years followed Professor Dumbledore as he led to the way to the "Great Hall," as Michelle called it.
"You have siblings here?" Annis had asked, raising an eyebrow at Michelle's throrough knowledge of Hogwarts. Yeah, Michelle had admitted, and said that she had two sisters attending Hogwarts. Cinda, a sixth year, and Susan, a third year.
When Dumbledore and the first years entered the Great Hall, the first years started goggling at the decorations and the magnificance of the hall. It gleamed and the ceiling looked as if the roof had been cut out.
"My sisters says it's only a bewitchment, that the teachers made it to look like that," Michelle explained as Annis stared at the night sky illusion, "Hurry up!" she hissed, and pushed Annis foward. She stumbled as she struggled to get in line with the others.
When Dumbledore reached at the end of the walkway he stopped, and a bunch of first years came bumping into each other. Annis and Michelle chuckled a bit but shut up when Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at him. There's just something about that professor that sends Annis a weird feeling down her throat...she couldn't describe it, but it's sort of like a powerful presence kind of feeling.
Annis watched with interest when Dumbledore pulled out a four legged stool and set it in front of the faculty's table. An old wizard sat in the middle, so Annis assumed he was the headmaster. He was, Michelle had said later. She learned that his name was Professor Dippet, and he was quite the imbecile, but "shh, don't let him know that."
Next Dumbledore put a scraggly, patched wizard's hat on the stool. Frowning, Annis wondered, do I /i to put that on my head? She was so lost in thought (she did that often, obviously) that she didn't notice that Michelle had come up to the stool and had the hat on her head. Annis spun around and watched with more interest. Her eyes widened, however, when the hat started talking.
"Ah yes...another Allison. Intelligent, no doubt. Runs in the family, yes? Well...," the hat said, wriggling around a bit. Michelle certainly looked terrified as if the hat was going to eat her. Poor Michelle, Annis thought. "...there's no question to what house you're going in, and you're going into RAVENCLAW!" the hat shouted. Cheers from the blue and bronze table erupted, and Annis clapped for her new friend.
Annis frowned when she realized things were going in alphabetical order. Even though she was in the middle of the alphabet, Annis was never one to wait on endlessly for something. Minutes passed until the J's...Jalvin, Jenkins, Jines, Johnsen. Finally! Annis came almost running to the Sorting Hat. Fast enough, to trip onto the rug. Kids from the green and silver table sniggered and some pointed. Flashing them a poisonous glare, she redeemed herself and sat on the stool, daintily placing the hat on her head. Suddenly, a voice within her ear spoke.
"Johnsen? Quite the spectacular family, they are. Well, I see that intelligence right here, there's no doubt about it. However there is some anger here, some confusion there, and yes...pain." Annis wanted to yank the hat off, but since there were so many people watching her, she clenched her teeth and waited.
The hat continued its analysis, "Cleverness is quite a remarkable trait, I see. Well, you have two choices. Ravenclaw and Slytherin. What do you think?" Annis frowned more deeply. A candidate for Slytherin? Heck no. Ravenclaw, Annis thought firmly, or as firmly as she could. The hat seemed to sense her doubtfulness, because it answered, "Ravenclaw? You do know that you could be in either? Because you'd do remarkable in Slytherin, it says it all." Annis, in her mind, was horrified. Remarkable? In Slytherin?? NO, she thought, so hard that she thought she'd get a headache.
The hat replied smartly, "Well, if that's your choice, so be it. Forever be your house, and your house be.....RAVENCLAW!" Annis sighed with relief as she slid off the stool and slinked to the Ravenclaw table to sit next with Michelle. She knew people were staring at her for taking so long. Frowning still, she slid into her seat and let out her breath. She didn't even pay attention when Michelle started talking to her about classes and the "evil" Slytherins. Sinking into her seat, Annis murmured, "This is going to be a /i year.