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I used some of JKR's writing here. I acknowledge this, so, don't sue me. Heheh, Megan, you'll enjoy this.
Chapter 6 - The Sorting Ceremony
The Hogwarts Express finally stopped at a station somewhat late into the evening. "This is Hogsmeade Station," Parvati said.
"When we're third years we'll be able to visit the town on certain weekends," added Padma.
The three exited the train with the rest of the students and Steven saw that he was one in a very student body. "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" Steven heard a deep voice bellow. Looking in that direction, he saw the biggest guy he had ever seen holding a lamp. "Jus' leave your belongin's on the train. They'll be picked up for ya."
Following this behemoth and sticking close to the twins, the first years made their way down to a lake. "No more'n four to a boat!" Steven and the twins piled into a boat, followed closely by one other girl.
Before they could introduce themselves, the boats had all been loaded and lurched quickly forward as they were mysteriously propelled across the lake. "Hello," Steven said extending his hand to the unknown guest, "I'm Steven Pront."
"You're not from London are you," the unknown girl said. Steven shook his head and she continued, "I didn't think so. Could tell by your accent. I'm Megan, Megan Dulz."
The four discussed their background quickly as the castle loomed overhead and they found themselves in an underground harbor. The large man beckoned them out of the boats and the students gathered in front of a large door. He knocked three times and the door creaked open, revealing a woman, about the same age as Steven's grandmother.
The man and woman exchanged a few words and it seemed as though the woman took over and led the students down a hallway to a large room.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. I am Professor McGonagall, just one of the many professors here," said the woman. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting Ceremony is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room.
"The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.
"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting."
"I shall return when we are ready for you," said Professor McGonagall. "Please wait quietly."
Steven turned to his three girl friends, "Any idea on how they sort us?" Each of the three shook their heads no. "Well, let's hope it's not anything too bad."
But right about then, something "too bad" happened. At least to Steven it seemed that way. Because, the wall that he was facing, the wall behind the twins and Megan, seemed to come alive. In fact, something alive seemed to come out of it. And all of a sudden, the first years were surrounded by about twenty ghosts. Steven could tell they were conversing, a few took notice of the students. But none of the ghosts took a particular interest in Steven and his group.
That is, at least, until one female ghost zoomed over to them and said, "Well now, looks to me like we have a good group of Ravenclaws here. See you soon." And she zoomed off.
"Parvati," Padma said, "which ghost was that?"
Parvati turned around, "Huh? I wasn't paying attention. I think I saw Harry Potter over there."
Megan spoke up, "That was the Ravenclaw House ghost, the Grey Lady."
Steven just drew this knowledge in as he saw the door open and Professor McGonagall come back in. "Move along now. The Sorting Ceremony's about to start. Now, form a line," Professor McGonagall told the first years, "and follow me."
She led the students into a very large room where the rest of the students were seated at four long tables. They followed her up to the very front of the room, where Steven could see that the other professors sat. He could see the large man that had led them across the lake. Professor McGonagall took a stool and a hat and looked at the first years with a quick smile as the hat came alive and began the hum a little tune.
Steven listened sharply to the tune, drawing all the information in, ignoring the fact that a hat was talking. He heard the four names, and paid particular attention to the name Ravenclaw. When it had finished, Professor McGonagall instructed them that she would call their names, they would come forward, put on the hat, and be sorted.
This seemed all right to Steven, who was taking this all rather well for someone who hadn't been around much magic. However, he could see most of the other students were very nervous. One by one, McGonagall called the students in alphabetical order and placed the hat on their head. The hat usually took just a few moments to sort any certain student. However, when it got to Neville Longbottom, it took its time. It seemed to make up for this on a student named Draco Malfoy.
But then a hush came over the gathered as McGonagall called out, "Potter, Harry." Steven knew the story behind him and watched along with the others as he tried on the hat. Once again, it took the hat a long time to place Harry. It seemed as though the two were carrying on a conversation. But finally, the hat bellowed "Gryffindor!" and the chamber erupted with applause.
No one took any notice as the professor called out, "Pront, Steven," and he made his way to the stool and sat down. No one, except for a rather small teacher seated at the table who hushed the group around him and pointed them at the boy.
The hat was placed on his head and he suddenly heard a voice, "Ah, Steven Pront. You're not as well known as Potter there. But there are those here who hold you to just as high a degree. Of course, we all know where you belong. And Rosella would agree." This all seemed to be inside his head until he heard the voice speak rather loudly, "Ravenclaw!"
The tiny professor clapped and McGonagall took the hat back. The crowd still seemed to be talking about Harry Potter as Steven took his seat at the Ravenclaw table in between Padma Patil and Megan Dulz. "Where's Parvati?"
"She's in Gryffindor," her sister said, "lucky girl. Gets to be in the same house as Harry Potter."
After the sorting ceremony was over and the hat and stool had been taken away, the old man seated in the middle of the teachers rose to speak. "Welcome," he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!"
Steven was quite confused but thought that this man was quite funny. He clapped along with the other students as he asked Megan who he was. "That's the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. Great man."
As Headmaster Dumbledore sat down, Steven looked in front of him and noticed that the empty plates were now full. "Whoa!" he exclaimed in unison with the other first years across the room.
I used some of JKR's writing here. I acknowledge this, so, don't sue me. Heheh, Megan, you'll enjoy this.
Chapter 6 - The Sorting Ceremony
The Hogwarts Express finally stopped at a station somewhat late into the evening. "This is Hogsmeade Station," Parvati said.
"When we're third years we'll be able to visit the town on certain weekends," added Padma.
The three exited the train with the rest of the students and Steven saw that he was one in a very student body. "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" Steven heard a deep voice bellow. Looking in that direction, he saw the biggest guy he had ever seen holding a lamp. "Jus' leave your belongin's on the train. They'll be picked up for ya."
Following this behemoth and sticking close to the twins, the first years made their way down to a lake. "No more'n four to a boat!" Steven and the twins piled into a boat, followed closely by one other girl.
Before they could introduce themselves, the boats had all been loaded and lurched quickly forward as they were mysteriously propelled across the lake. "Hello," Steven said extending his hand to the unknown guest, "I'm Steven Pront."
"You're not from London are you," the unknown girl said. Steven shook his head and she continued, "I didn't think so. Could tell by your accent. I'm Megan, Megan Dulz."
The four discussed their background quickly as the castle loomed overhead and they found themselves in an underground harbor. The large man beckoned them out of the boats and the students gathered in front of a large door. He knocked three times and the door creaked open, revealing a woman, about the same age as Steven's grandmother.
The man and woman exchanged a few words and it seemed as though the woman took over and led the students down a hallway to a large room.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. I am Professor McGonagall, just one of the many professors here," said the woman. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting Ceremony is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room.
"The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.
"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting."
"I shall return when we are ready for you," said Professor McGonagall. "Please wait quietly."
Steven turned to his three girl friends, "Any idea on how they sort us?" Each of the three shook their heads no. "Well, let's hope it's not anything too bad."
But right about then, something "too bad" happened. At least to Steven it seemed that way. Because, the wall that he was facing, the wall behind the twins and Megan, seemed to come alive. In fact, something alive seemed to come out of it. And all of a sudden, the first years were surrounded by about twenty ghosts. Steven could tell they were conversing, a few took notice of the students. But none of the ghosts took a particular interest in Steven and his group.
That is, at least, until one female ghost zoomed over to them and said, "Well now, looks to me like we have a good group of Ravenclaws here. See you soon." And she zoomed off.
"Parvati," Padma said, "which ghost was that?"
Parvati turned around, "Huh? I wasn't paying attention. I think I saw Harry Potter over there."
Megan spoke up, "That was the Ravenclaw House ghost, the Grey Lady."
Steven just drew this knowledge in as he saw the door open and Professor McGonagall come back in. "Move along now. The Sorting Ceremony's about to start. Now, form a line," Professor McGonagall told the first years, "and follow me."
She led the students into a very large room where the rest of the students were seated at four long tables. They followed her up to the very front of the room, where Steven could see that the other professors sat. He could see the large man that had led them across the lake. Professor McGonagall took a stool and a hat and looked at the first years with a quick smile as the hat came alive and began the hum a little tune.
Steven listened sharply to the tune, drawing all the information in, ignoring the fact that a hat was talking. He heard the four names, and paid particular attention to the name Ravenclaw. When it had finished, Professor McGonagall instructed them that she would call their names, they would come forward, put on the hat, and be sorted.
This seemed all right to Steven, who was taking this all rather well for someone who hadn't been around much magic. However, he could see most of the other students were very nervous. One by one, McGonagall called the students in alphabetical order and placed the hat on their head. The hat usually took just a few moments to sort any certain student. However, when it got to Neville Longbottom, it took its time. It seemed to make up for this on a student named Draco Malfoy.
But then a hush came over the gathered as McGonagall called out, "Potter, Harry." Steven knew the story behind him and watched along with the others as he tried on the hat. Once again, it took the hat a long time to place Harry. It seemed as though the two were carrying on a conversation. But finally, the hat bellowed "Gryffindor!" and the chamber erupted with applause.
No one took any notice as the professor called out, "Pront, Steven," and he made his way to the stool and sat down. No one, except for a rather small teacher seated at the table who hushed the group around him and pointed them at the boy.
The hat was placed on his head and he suddenly heard a voice, "Ah, Steven Pront. You're not as well known as Potter there. But there are those here who hold you to just as high a degree. Of course, we all know where you belong. And Rosella would agree." This all seemed to be inside his head until he heard the voice speak rather loudly, "Ravenclaw!"
The tiny professor clapped and McGonagall took the hat back. The crowd still seemed to be talking about Harry Potter as Steven took his seat at the Ravenclaw table in between Padma Patil and Megan Dulz. "Where's Parvati?"
"She's in Gryffindor," her sister said, "lucky girl. Gets to be in the same house as Harry Potter."
After the sorting ceremony was over and the hat and stool had been taken away, the old man seated in the middle of the teachers rose to speak. "Welcome," he said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!"
Steven was quite confused but thought that this man was quite funny. He clapped along with the other students as he asked Megan who he was. "That's the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. Great man."
As Headmaster Dumbledore sat down, Steven looked in front of him and noticed that the empty plates were now full. "Whoa!" he exclaimed in unison with the other first years across the room.
