"The Slythindor"
By Chou aka Tash Bita
Summary: Fifth year Cassidy Crow, is starting out fresh at Hogwarts. The sorting hat's having a lot of trouble deciding where to put her. Slytherin? Or Gryffindor? Befriending both Slytherins and Gryrffindors, both houses are where she belongs. But where? WHERE?! She can't wait to meet the legendary Harry Potter she's heard so much about! But then she finds it's not Harry she's falling for… It's Ron!! Hogwarts has many new choices in store for young Cassidy. Never has she had tasks so difficult as this.
A/N: In this chapter, Cassidy gets sorted by the all-famous always correct sorting hat! But wait! It's made its first mistake!! Cassidy's mind is too confusing and complex for it! This is a first! It doesn't know whether she belongs in Slytherin or Gryffindor. Where do *you* think she belongs? Find out for yourself! In this fascinating chapter of your very favourite story, The Slythindor!!!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Harry Potter ;_; and I never will!! But I do own the Serpentine broomstick, Kuro-Shiro, Cassidy, and the rest of the lot in Cass's family.
The Slythindor
Ch 5: Slytherin? Or Gryffindor? …Slythindor!!!
Cassidy and Draco entered the huge old oak doors, and an awestruck look instantly swept over Cassidy's face. As if the Entrance Hall wasn't incredible enough, when they followed the happily chattering crowd into the next room, the Great Hall, Cassidy felt like she was going to faint from being too overwhelmed. She could see why it was named the Great Hall -- it was so massive and great in size, she wondered how big the entire school must be. The enchanted ceiling was decorated with hundreds of floating lit candles, there were four extremely long tables, one for each house, she guessed, and another long table at the end of the room, facing the four house tables. This was for the staff, she realized, seeing the Headmaster Dumbledore himself seated in the middle.
Off to one side of him were a few people Cassidy didn't know, then a somewhat familiar sallow face. Cassidy took a quick look at her wizard card inside her robe, then looked back up to the Professor. He looked just as angry in real life as he did on the card. The expression on his face made her feel extremely sad. She wondered what horrible things had occurred in this man's life, because surely nobody lived so unhappily without a reasonable explanation? As she starred at Snape's saddened face, happiness slowly draining from her, his shiny black eyes moved around the group of students, then his deadly gaze stopped on her. Cassidy starred back for a moment, then noticed that the rest of the group in front of her had moved up ahead, so she tore her eyes away from Snape to catch up with everyone else.
All the students seated themselves at their tables, including Draco Malfoy, who said to Cassidy, 'Hope to see you in Slytherin!', before running off towards his house table. Cassidy nervously walked up to join the group of young first years, slightly embarrassed that she was probably the only fifth year to be sorted.
Professor McGonagall, an elderly strict looking witch walked up to a stool in front of the staff table, holding a large tattered old hat. She placed the hat down, gave instructions for the new students to come forth and put on the hat once they were called up. She then unrolled a scroll, cleared her throat, and read:
'Britannia, Ashley', Professor McGonagall said. A short girl with chin length strawberry blonde hair and very wide, nervous looking blue eyes slowly walked forward, and sat down on the stool as Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat upon her head. It practically covered half her face, and took a long time to decide which house to put her in. Cassidy wished the bloody hat would hurry up with the sorting. She wanted it over and done with quickly.
'hmm… Ravenclaw!' the hat finally shouted. There was applause, mostly from the Ravenclaw table, and then McGonagall read out the next name.
'Crow, Cassidy.' she said clearly. Cassidy felt her insides churn. She walked up to the stool, face very hot from nervousness. She was indeed, very embarrassed that she was the only fifth year. As Cassidy took a seat, the soft chattering silenced, and she saw all eyes on her. The sorting hat was placed on her head.
*This is it.* Cassidy thought. *The moment of truth. To find out where I belong.* The hat seemed to be taking even longer for Cassidy than it did for the Ravenclaw first year. Cassidy could hear its thoughts as soft murmurs.
'Hmm… you are a tough one… yes, indeed. I don't believe I've had this much trouble deciding since young Harry Potter… oh, and he was the difficult one... Yes… --'
'Just *hurry up*' Cassidy muttered nervously.
'Hurry up, you say? All right, all right, hold your horses there lassie… This will take awhile..' The entire school watched impatiently, but no one was growing quite as restless as Cassidy herself.
Inside her mind, she was yelling at the stupid hat to make up its mind. This had given it much more thought on Slytherin… but when she was also quickly apologizing to the hat, it considered Gryffindor, and possibly Hufflepuff..
'hmmm…!', the hat said out loud, nearly ready to share its conclusion with the school. 'Slytherin? Or Gryffindor?' the students from the Slytherin table began to look anxious, so did the Gryffindors on the opposite side of the room. Cassidy locked eyes with Harry at the Gryffindor table, who was grinning widely. She transferred her glance to Draco, who was also grinning maliciously. Cassidy moved her eyes away from both, then closed them altogether.
'Common. Common!' Cassidy pleaded.
'Slythindor!!!' the hat blurted out, quite certain of what it had just said.
'I beg your pardon?' Professor McGonagall asked the hat, stepping forward.
'You heard me. Slythindor.' repeated the hat. McGonagall simply starred at it.
'Such a house does not exist. I suggest you try again.'
'Slythindor!' it said again. The hat seemed determined of its strange decision. Professor McGonagall strode over to Dumbledore, and whispered something. He nodded, and stood up.
'It seems that you, Miss Crow, have confused the sorting hat', he spoke. 'and are the first to do so.' he added. Cassidy said nothing. She didn't know how to take this. The hat had never failed before. Was this her fault? Was there something wrong with her? 'We must try this differently.' continued Dumbledore. 'Cassidy. Would you like to be put in Slytherin, or Gryffindor?'
'Uh…', Cassidy began. She hadn't thought about this happening. She needed more time to think about it. She wished the sorting hat would have done a better job.
All eyes were on Cassidy. This was terrible. She cleared her mind, and thought hard. Once again, she glanced at the Slytherins, and the Gryffindors. Harry was nodding. Others around him were too. Even Hermione was smiling best she could. Draco and some ugly girls were looking as enthusiastic as best any Slytherin could, at their table. There didn't seem to be many good people in Slytherin. There were two fat stupid looking boys on either side of Draco, and everyone else looked either immature and idiotic, or bold and rude… Cassidy agreed that she had attitude-- she was quite mouthy and sassy when she wanted to be. But anger and hatred only showed up so often in her. Everything else about her was sincerity and graciousness. The Gryffindors wouldn't mind having a little bit of attitude around.
Dumbledore looked at her patiently. 'um… my decision is…' Cassidy said slowly. She hoped Draco wouldn't mind. But of course, he would. 'Gryffindor.' Dumbledore smiled. The Gryffindors cheered. The Slytherins did not.
'Anyone who chooses Gryffindor over Slytherin isn't worth being one of us.' said a girl named Pansy, with a face like a pug, near Draco. Even over the applause, Cassidy heard this comment loud and clear. She shot Pansy a really nasty look, then apologetically mouthed the words 'sorry.' to Draco, as she took a seat between Harry and a red headed boy.
'Big mistake' he mouthed back. Cassidy took her eyes away from the annoyed Slytherin table, and allowed herself to be introduced to her fellow Gryffindors. The next name called out, and also the last one Cassidy actually paid attention to, was a girl named
'Raveneiye, Viola', said McGonagall. A relatively short girl with a red ponytail walked up to the stool, and took a seat, also looking quite nervous, but trying hard not to show it. This Viola girl was actually short, but among all of the other first year students, she looked tall… this girl was also not a first year! Cassidy watched Viola as the sorting hat was then placed upon her red head. It was a shock to Professor McGonagall and all of the other teachers, because sorting hat took awhile yet *again*. This time it had to decide between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. It took its sweet time again, but at long last, the outcome was Ravenclaw. But it was close. The hat almost became confused again, and almost said "Raverine". When the hat was finished sorting Viola, (and the teachers all considered that the hat was finally insane), Cassidy went back to talking contently with her fellow Gryffindors, all the while glancing around at the other house tables.
No matter how hard she tried, Cassidy couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. She was just so pleased with herself that she'd made the right choice.
By Chou aka Tash Bita
Summary: Fifth year Cassidy Crow, is starting out fresh at Hogwarts. The sorting hat's having a lot of trouble deciding where to put her. Slytherin? Or Gryffindor? Befriending both Slytherins and Gryrffindors, both houses are where she belongs. But where? WHERE?! She can't wait to meet the legendary Harry Potter she's heard so much about! But then she finds it's not Harry she's falling for… It's Ron!! Hogwarts has many new choices in store for young Cassidy. Never has she had tasks so difficult as this.
A/N: In this chapter, Cassidy gets sorted by the all-famous always correct sorting hat! But wait! It's made its first mistake!! Cassidy's mind is too confusing and complex for it! This is a first! It doesn't know whether she belongs in Slytherin or Gryffindor. Where do *you* think she belongs? Find out for yourself! In this fascinating chapter of your very favourite story, The Slythindor!!!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Harry Potter ;_; and I never will!! But I do own the Serpentine broomstick, Kuro-Shiro, Cassidy, and the rest of the lot in Cass's family.
The Slythindor
Ch 5: Slytherin? Or Gryffindor? …Slythindor!!!
Cassidy and Draco entered the huge old oak doors, and an awestruck look instantly swept over Cassidy's face. As if the Entrance Hall wasn't incredible enough, when they followed the happily chattering crowd into the next room, the Great Hall, Cassidy felt like she was going to faint from being too overwhelmed. She could see why it was named the Great Hall -- it was so massive and great in size, she wondered how big the entire school must be. The enchanted ceiling was decorated with hundreds of floating lit candles, there were four extremely long tables, one for each house, she guessed, and another long table at the end of the room, facing the four house tables. This was for the staff, she realized, seeing the Headmaster Dumbledore himself seated in the middle.
Off to one side of him were a few people Cassidy didn't know, then a somewhat familiar sallow face. Cassidy took a quick look at her wizard card inside her robe, then looked back up to the Professor. He looked just as angry in real life as he did on the card. The expression on his face made her feel extremely sad. She wondered what horrible things had occurred in this man's life, because surely nobody lived so unhappily without a reasonable explanation? As she starred at Snape's saddened face, happiness slowly draining from her, his shiny black eyes moved around the group of students, then his deadly gaze stopped on her. Cassidy starred back for a moment, then noticed that the rest of the group in front of her had moved up ahead, so she tore her eyes away from Snape to catch up with everyone else.
All the students seated themselves at their tables, including Draco Malfoy, who said to Cassidy, 'Hope to see you in Slytherin!', before running off towards his house table. Cassidy nervously walked up to join the group of young first years, slightly embarrassed that she was probably the only fifth year to be sorted.
Professor McGonagall, an elderly strict looking witch walked up to a stool in front of the staff table, holding a large tattered old hat. She placed the hat down, gave instructions for the new students to come forth and put on the hat once they were called up. She then unrolled a scroll, cleared her throat, and read:
'Britannia, Ashley', Professor McGonagall said. A short girl with chin length strawberry blonde hair and very wide, nervous looking blue eyes slowly walked forward, and sat down on the stool as Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat upon her head. It practically covered half her face, and took a long time to decide which house to put her in. Cassidy wished the bloody hat would hurry up with the sorting. She wanted it over and done with quickly.
'hmm… Ravenclaw!' the hat finally shouted. There was applause, mostly from the Ravenclaw table, and then McGonagall read out the next name.
'Crow, Cassidy.' she said clearly. Cassidy felt her insides churn. She walked up to the stool, face very hot from nervousness. She was indeed, very embarrassed that she was the only fifth year. As Cassidy took a seat, the soft chattering silenced, and she saw all eyes on her. The sorting hat was placed on her head.
*This is it.* Cassidy thought. *The moment of truth. To find out where I belong.* The hat seemed to be taking even longer for Cassidy than it did for the Ravenclaw first year. Cassidy could hear its thoughts as soft murmurs.
'Hmm… you are a tough one… yes, indeed. I don't believe I've had this much trouble deciding since young Harry Potter… oh, and he was the difficult one... Yes… --'
'Just *hurry up*' Cassidy muttered nervously.
'Hurry up, you say? All right, all right, hold your horses there lassie… This will take awhile..' The entire school watched impatiently, but no one was growing quite as restless as Cassidy herself.
Inside her mind, she was yelling at the stupid hat to make up its mind. This had given it much more thought on Slytherin… but when she was also quickly apologizing to the hat, it considered Gryffindor, and possibly Hufflepuff..
'hmmm…!', the hat said out loud, nearly ready to share its conclusion with the school. 'Slytherin? Or Gryffindor?' the students from the Slytherin table began to look anxious, so did the Gryffindors on the opposite side of the room. Cassidy locked eyes with Harry at the Gryffindor table, who was grinning widely. She transferred her glance to Draco, who was also grinning maliciously. Cassidy moved her eyes away from both, then closed them altogether.
'Common. Common!' Cassidy pleaded.
'Slythindor!!!' the hat blurted out, quite certain of what it had just said.
'I beg your pardon?' Professor McGonagall asked the hat, stepping forward.
'You heard me. Slythindor.' repeated the hat. McGonagall simply starred at it.
'Such a house does not exist. I suggest you try again.'
'Slythindor!' it said again. The hat seemed determined of its strange decision. Professor McGonagall strode over to Dumbledore, and whispered something. He nodded, and stood up.
'It seems that you, Miss Crow, have confused the sorting hat', he spoke. 'and are the first to do so.' he added. Cassidy said nothing. She didn't know how to take this. The hat had never failed before. Was this her fault? Was there something wrong with her? 'We must try this differently.' continued Dumbledore. 'Cassidy. Would you like to be put in Slytherin, or Gryffindor?'
'Uh…', Cassidy began. She hadn't thought about this happening. She needed more time to think about it. She wished the sorting hat would have done a better job.
All eyes were on Cassidy. This was terrible. She cleared her mind, and thought hard. Once again, she glanced at the Slytherins, and the Gryffindors. Harry was nodding. Others around him were too. Even Hermione was smiling best she could. Draco and some ugly girls were looking as enthusiastic as best any Slytherin could, at their table. There didn't seem to be many good people in Slytherin. There were two fat stupid looking boys on either side of Draco, and everyone else looked either immature and idiotic, or bold and rude… Cassidy agreed that she had attitude-- she was quite mouthy and sassy when she wanted to be. But anger and hatred only showed up so often in her. Everything else about her was sincerity and graciousness. The Gryffindors wouldn't mind having a little bit of attitude around.
Dumbledore looked at her patiently. 'um… my decision is…' Cassidy said slowly. She hoped Draco wouldn't mind. But of course, he would. 'Gryffindor.' Dumbledore smiled. The Gryffindors cheered. The Slytherins did not.
'Anyone who chooses Gryffindor over Slytherin isn't worth being one of us.' said a girl named Pansy, with a face like a pug, near Draco. Even over the applause, Cassidy heard this comment loud and clear. She shot Pansy a really nasty look, then apologetically mouthed the words 'sorry.' to Draco, as she took a seat between Harry and a red headed boy.
'Big mistake' he mouthed back. Cassidy took her eyes away from the annoyed Slytherin table, and allowed herself to be introduced to her fellow Gryffindors. The next name called out, and also the last one Cassidy actually paid attention to, was a girl named
'Raveneiye, Viola', said McGonagall. A relatively short girl with a red ponytail walked up to the stool, and took a seat, also looking quite nervous, but trying hard not to show it. This Viola girl was actually short, but among all of the other first year students, she looked tall… this girl was also not a first year! Cassidy watched Viola as the sorting hat was then placed upon her red head. It was a shock to Professor McGonagall and all of the other teachers, because sorting hat took awhile yet *again*. This time it had to decide between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. It took its sweet time again, but at long last, the outcome was Ravenclaw. But it was close. The hat almost became confused again, and almost said "Raverine". When the hat was finished sorting Viola, (and the teachers all considered that the hat was finally insane), Cassidy went back to talking contently with her fellow Gryffindors, all the while glancing around at the other house tables.
No matter how hard she tried, Cassidy couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. She was just so pleased with herself that she'd made the right choice.