Castle Walls
Chapter 4: Sorted.
Note: Sorry this has taken so long to get out. I could give you excuses but I know you just want the next chapter. Don't expect updates often, I got grounded at home and am lucky to be doing this now. My little brother and I are working as fast as we can, ideas are flowing . . .for the seventh and eighth book that is. Yeah, it's going to be good and out in like seven years!
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, Vejita-Girl, pheonix1, Cory, Samara- Chan, a little unintelligence, A-man, Rei.K, Daniel of Lorien, happygohangirl, Silver Angel, Pyro, Gohans-girl, Ooshii Kurii, Drunken Gohan and finally gimeGohan!
Some of you have interesting names, where do they come from, what do they mean? I'm curious.
Anyhow, as the title suggests, Gohan gets sorted. Let the fun begin!
Keep breathing. Sophie Tucker
Gohan was miserable, next to Dumbledore and stared at by the entire school, nothing could make it worse. He knew what Dumbledore wanted to know. He could feel his gaze drilling into his downcast face, feeling it was creepy.
"I want to go home." Whispered Gohan. Dumbledore nodded.
"I understand." Said the old wizard, "I've been in your shoes before. It's hard."
"Yes it is. I will take you up on your offer, sir." Said Gohan quietly. Dumbledore smiled and his eyes twinkled in happiness.
"Good, would you like to be sorted right now?" Asked Dumbledore. Gohan looked at his hands, thinking it over. It wasn't the best turn of events but it was the best choice right now, until he could get home. And living here learning magic would be his best chance of getting home as well. The sooner he figured out where he belonged the sooner he could get down to the studying and figuring out how to get home.
"I will get sorted now. The sooner I do so the better." Said Gohan. Dumbledore nodded and stood up the room silenced and looked to listen to what he had to say.
"Well, it seems we will have a brand new student among us soon. Everyone welcome Gohan Son!" he paused and allowed the student body to applaud the newest arrival. After a while he motioned the clapping to stop and soon it did letting him continue, "Good, good. Let's eat lunch and then find out which house will be lucky enough to get this new student who will undoubtedly be making waves this year." Excited whispered and words flew around the room like arrows at that news. Gohan could tell the rumor mill here worked faster than Bulma's best computer.
On the golden platters food appeared and in the pitchers drink now filled them. Gohan caught a whiff of the strange foods causing his mouth to water and his stomach to rumble.
"Hungry?" asked the severe looking teacher next to him, she was spooning a small portion of a noodle dish onto her plate.
"Yes madam! It all smells so good. Who cooked all this food?" He asked. The teacher smiled at him and passed him the platter of food.
"The house elves cook all this. I am Professor McGonagall, the deputy headmistress, transfiguration teacher and head of the Gryffindor house."
"Really? What is transfiguration and is it very hard to learn?" asked Gohan as he ladled the noodles onto his plate, filling it totally and then passing it on to Dumbledore.
"Transfiguration is the art of turning one thing into another. It is not too difficult, but it requires a skilled hand, quick mind and practice." Gohan looked contemplative for a moment.
"Is that possible? I mean, what about the laws of conservation of matter and energy?" Asked Gohan earning a laugh from both Dumbledore and McGonagall, "What is so funny? Did I ask a stupid question?"
"No, not at all. We just don't hear of Muggle science rules too much, and a lot of students are too timid to ask such questions." Said McGonagall. Dumbledore nodded.
"Yes, but to answer your question, it is possible. I believe the laws state that the amount of matter and energy do not change but it can change forms or states of existence, correct?" asked the headmaster. Getting a nod of agreement from the boy, he continued, "Well, we just transform something into another something of about the same mass and energy content. If it's not exact, energy and matter is collected or dispersed into the atmosphere. So no matter is just created out of thin air, it is just transformed."
"I see. Bulma and I had a bet on if it was possible, looks like I won. I just have to make the equations and give it to her." Said the boy with a smile. He then started to devour his food, going through plate after plate of victuals and disgusting a lot of the people in the room quite thoroughly. The boy took notice of this and enjoyed his meal as much as he could, trying to ignore the fact that as soon as he finished he would be officially enrolled in the school.
Soon he finished, he couldn't eat another bite even if Cell was forcing it down his gullet or challenging him in an eating contest. Well, maybe if it was an eating contest.
"That was great." He declared as he sat back, seemingly at ease. Dumbledore pulled out of his cloak a very large tattered old hat, it had so many stitches and patches that had patches that Gohan was sure that it would crumble if he touched it. "What is it?" he asked nervously.
"This is the sorting hat. Put it on." Said Dumbledore with a smile. Steeling himself, Gohan put on the hat. It flopped over his eyes, hiding half his face.
"Ah, an interesting head in your shoulders. Caring, strong, determined, and very loyal, you have all very good qualities. A pure heart, very rare person, and very tainted none the less. No stranger to loss and very barbaric warfare, right? I see a strong goal, ambition to become the best in all you do, lots of completive spirit. But you hide that; you try to be only half of what you are. You are afraid of yourself. It is a very hard choice." Said a voice in Gohan's head.
"Where do I belong? Am I even magical?" asked Gohan.
"You are, you will be a very powerful wizard, and a great warrior as well. The desire to achieve all you can is very strong; Slytherin could be the house for you. However loyalty and bravery also run strong in your blood, Gryffindor is the house of such heroes."
"I'm no hero, I've failed my friends in every battle I've been in. I was told nothing happens without reason, if I was meant to be here I need to become the best, to become what I am meant to be."
"If that is the case it had better be SLYTHERIN!" shouted the hat. Gohan took the hat off, and noticed the entire room had become a room of statues. Dropped jaws, stunned wide eyes, and pale faces decorated all the faces. They changed slowly to faces of anger, questioning, sadness, and disgust.
Gohan knew he had done something wrong, but what? Was the Slytherin house that awful? Whispers started, but they quickly escalated into talking. Gohan could hear every word spoken and most were very hurtful. Each of the hundreds of hateful phrases cut into him, they ranged from stating all Slytherins were scum, that he was evil at heart, to saying that Gohan was not to be talked to by any Hufflepuff, Gohan was of impure blood and not worthy of being a Slytherin and that would be the next evil dictator and enslaver of the world.
People started to leave, still discussing the new student. Gohan just sat there, staring at his hands and trying to hold back tears.
It was just one bad thing after another, and the stress was getting to him. This was just he last straw, how could he stand to live, to be hated by all? Why did everything bad have to happen to him? Was he the Gods favorite target when they played games with the mortals' lives? It was just so unfair. His life was just all around crappy.
Gohan felt a warm, comforting hand upon his shoulder. Looking up he saw Dumbledore's sympathetic face.
"You'll make it. You are stronger than you know. Don't worry; the hat is never wrong about this kind of thing. Now let's go to the head of your house, Professor Snape." He and Gohan stood up to go. The doors to the Great Halls burst open, a group of four lanky redheaded boys and one small redheaded girl came it and up to Gohan.
At the front were Fred and a boy who looked to be his twin both were frowning.
"Okay, listen up. We all think it is just plain rotten how everyone is just out and out saying you're a bloody villain. I just wanted to tell you that all of us Weasleys are here for you. But I got a few rules for you; first off don't you dare spill any of the secrets that I told you today. No telling any of those bloody Slytherins. I know you're a good man, but most of those snakes are rotten buggers and would ruin our fun. Second, you got to stick to your guns, don't let those idiots change you. You're the only good man in that house, the only one. None of us want to see you change into a monster. You got all that?" said Fred finishing with a grin that brightened up Gohan's face.
"Understood. Thank you. All of you didn't have to do this, but I'm glad you did." Gohan grinned and shook all five hands. Each of the Weasleys introduced themselves and asked Gohan to finish that tour with all five of them together.
"Can I Professor? Please?" asked Gohan, he even pulled out the puppy dog eyes for extra support. Dumbledore sighed.
"Okay, Percy, Gohan is to be at Professor Snape's office in an hour and a half on the dot." Said the headmaster with a mock stern look. Percy nodded and Gohan thanked the old wizard and the group headed out into the castle to teach Gohan more secrets of the castle walls.
Soon the hour and half passed and Gohan was standing before the desk of Snape waiting for him, the headmaster, or anyone to show up.
Sorry this is short, but I don't have much longer on the computer and I want to get this out to you all right now. You know the drill!
Later,
P.L.S and B.T.S
Chapter 4: Sorted.
Note: Sorry this has taken so long to get out. I could give you excuses but I know you just want the next chapter. Don't expect updates often, I got grounded at home and am lucky to be doing this now. My little brother and I are working as fast as we can, ideas are flowing . . .for the seventh and eighth book that is. Yeah, it's going to be good and out in like seven years!
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, Vejita-Girl, pheonix1, Cory, Samara- Chan, a little unintelligence, A-man, Rei.K, Daniel of Lorien, happygohangirl, Silver Angel, Pyro, Gohans-girl, Ooshii Kurii, Drunken Gohan and finally gimeGohan!
Some of you have interesting names, where do they come from, what do they mean? I'm curious.
Anyhow, as the title suggests, Gohan gets sorted. Let the fun begin!
Keep breathing. Sophie Tucker
Gohan was miserable, next to Dumbledore and stared at by the entire school, nothing could make it worse. He knew what Dumbledore wanted to know. He could feel his gaze drilling into his downcast face, feeling it was creepy.
"I want to go home." Whispered Gohan. Dumbledore nodded.
"I understand." Said the old wizard, "I've been in your shoes before. It's hard."
"Yes it is. I will take you up on your offer, sir." Said Gohan quietly. Dumbledore smiled and his eyes twinkled in happiness.
"Good, would you like to be sorted right now?" Asked Dumbledore. Gohan looked at his hands, thinking it over. It wasn't the best turn of events but it was the best choice right now, until he could get home. And living here learning magic would be his best chance of getting home as well. The sooner he figured out where he belonged the sooner he could get down to the studying and figuring out how to get home.
"I will get sorted now. The sooner I do so the better." Said Gohan. Dumbledore nodded and stood up the room silenced and looked to listen to what he had to say.
"Well, it seems we will have a brand new student among us soon. Everyone welcome Gohan Son!" he paused and allowed the student body to applaud the newest arrival. After a while he motioned the clapping to stop and soon it did letting him continue, "Good, good. Let's eat lunch and then find out which house will be lucky enough to get this new student who will undoubtedly be making waves this year." Excited whispered and words flew around the room like arrows at that news. Gohan could tell the rumor mill here worked faster than Bulma's best computer.
On the golden platters food appeared and in the pitchers drink now filled them. Gohan caught a whiff of the strange foods causing his mouth to water and his stomach to rumble.
"Hungry?" asked the severe looking teacher next to him, she was spooning a small portion of a noodle dish onto her plate.
"Yes madam! It all smells so good. Who cooked all this food?" He asked. The teacher smiled at him and passed him the platter of food.
"The house elves cook all this. I am Professor McGonagall, the deputy headmistress, transfiguration teacher and head of the Gryffindor house."
"Really? What is transfiguration and is it very hard to learn?" asked Gohan as he ladled the noodles onto his plate, filling it totally and then passing it on to Dumbledore.
"Transfiguration is the art of turning one thing into another. It is not too difficult, but it requires a skilled hand, quick mind and practice." Gohan looked contemplative for a moment.
"Is that possible? I mean, what about the laws of conservation of matter and energy?" Asked Gohan earning a laugh from both Dumbledore and McGonagall, "What is so funny? Did I ask a stupid question?"
"No, not at all. We just don't hear of Muggle science rules too much, and a lot of students are too timid to ask such questions." Said McGonagall. Dumbledore nodded.
"Yes, but to answer your question, it is possible. I believe the laws state that the amount of matter and energy do not change but it can change forms or states of existence, correct?" asked the headmaster. Getting a nod of agreement from the boy, he continued, "Well, we just transform something into another something of about the same mass and energy content. If it's not exact, energy and matter is collected or dispersed into the atmosphere. So no matter is just created out of thin air, it is just transformed."
"I see. Bulma and I had a bet on if it was possible, looks like I won. I just have to make the equations and give it to her." Said the boy with a smile. He then started to devour his food, going through plate after plate of victuals and disgusting a lot of the people in the room quite thoroughly. The boy took notice of this and enjoyed his meal as much as he could, trying to ignore the fact that as soon as he finished he would be officially enrolled in the school.
Soon he finished, he couldn't eat another bite even if Cell was forcing it down his gullet or challenging him in an eating contest. Well, maybe if it was an eating contest.
"That was great." He declared as he sat back, seemingly at ease. Dumbledore pulled out of his cloak a very large tattered old hat, it had so many stitches and patches that had patches that Gohan was sure that it would crumble if he touched it. "What is it?" he asked nervously.
"This is the sorting hat. Put it on." Said Dumbledore with a smile. Steeling himself, Gohan put on the hat. It flopped over his eyes, hiding half his face.
"Ah, an interesting head in your shoulders. Caring, strong, determined, and very loyal, you have all very good qualities. A pure heart, very rare person, and very tainted none the less. No stranger to loss and very barbaric warfare, right? I see a strong goal, ambition to become the best in all you do, lots of completive spirit. But you hide that; you try to be only half of what you are. You are afraid of yourself. It is a very hard choice." Said a voice in Gohan's head.
"Where do I belong? Am I even magical?" asked Gohan.
"You are, you will be a very powerful wizard, and a great warrior as well. The desire to achieve all you can is very strong; Slytherin could be the house for you. However loyalty and bravery also run strong in your blood, Gryffindor is the house of such heroes."
"I'm no hero, I've failed my friends in every battle I've been in. I was told nothing happens without reason, if I was meant to be here I need to become the best, to become what I am meant to be."
"If that is the case it had better be SLYTHERIN!" shouted the hat. Gohan took the hat off, and noticed the entire room had become a room of statues. Dropped jaws, stunned wide eyes, and pale faces decorated all the faces. They changed slowly to faces of anger, questioning, sadness, and disgust.
Gohan knew he had done something wrong, but what? Was the Slytherin house that awful? Whispers started, but they quickly escalated into talking. Gohan could hear every word spoken and most were very hurtful. Each of the hundreds of hateful phrases cut into him, they ranged from stating all Slytherins were scum, that he was evil at heart, to saying that Gohan was not to be talked to by any Hufflepuff, Gohan was of impure blood and not worthy of being a Slytherin and that would be the next evil dictator and enslaver of the world.
People started to leave, still discussing the new student. Gohan just sat there, staring at his hands and trying to hold back tears.
It was just one bad thing after another, and the stress was getting to him. This was just he last straw, how could he stand to live, to be hated by all? Why did everything bad have to happen to him? Was he the Gods favorite target when they played games with the mortals' lives? It was just so unfair. His life was just all around crappy.
Gohan felt a warm, comforting hand upon his shoulder. Looking up he saw Dumbledore's sympathetic face.
"You'll make it. You are stronger than you know. Don't worry; the hat is never wrong about this kind of thing. Now let's go to the head of your house, Professor Snape." He and Gohan stood up to go. The doors to the Great Halls burst open, a group of four lanky redheaded boys and one small redheaded girl came it and up to Gohan.
At the front were Fred and a boy who looked to be his twin both were frowning.
"Okay, listen up. We all think it is just plain rotten how everyone is just out and out saying you're a bloody villain. I just wanted to tell you that all of us Weasleys are here for you. But I got a few rules for you; first off don't you dare spill any of the secrets that I told you today. No telling any of those bloody Slytherins. I know you're a good man, but most of those snakes are rotten buggers and would ruin our fun. Second, you got to stick to your guns, don't let those idiots change you. You're the only good man in that house, the only one. None of us want to see you change into a monster. You got all that?" said Fred finishing with a grin that brightened up Gohan's face.
"Understood. Thank you. All of you didn't have to do this, but I'm glad you did." Gohan grinned and shook all five hands. Each of the Weasleys introduced themselves and asked Gohan to finish that tour with all five of them together.
"Can I Professor? Please?" asked Gohan, he even pulled out the puppy dog eyes for extra support. Dumbledore sighed.
"Okay, Percy, Gohan is to be at Professor Snape's office in an hour and a half on the dot." Said the headmaster with a mock stern look. Percy nodded and Gohan thanked the old wizard and the group headed out into the castle to teach Gohan more secrets of the castle walls.
Soon the hour and half passed and Gohan was standing before the desk of Snape waiting for him, the headmaster, or anyone to show up.
Sorry this is short, but I don't have much longer on the computer and I want to get this out to you all right now. You know the drill!
Later,
P.L.S and B.T.S