Harry Potter & The Messenger's betrayal

By: Rachelfan5000

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Harry Potter, I own all the first years though! And Rachel!!

Chat of Today! : Sorting hooray! I'm the Ravenclaw called 'Brett, Susan,'

Watching: Beyblade (Soon anyway)

Listening to: One Love (Blue)

Chapter 6 - Sorting Devils (Where do I get such original chapters?)

"And there's Hagrid!" Hermione said, waving to Hagrid who gestured for them to come over.

"Wonderin' if we can trust this lot," He said, pointing to the first years. Harry could see Clair and her lot clearly giggling and surrounded by boys.

"Dunno, they seem a handful don't they?" Ron said, looking around.

"Tell me 'bout it," Hagrid muttered.

"Well, you lot better get goin'," He said, as the trio left him.

"Poor Hagrid - he has to sail with those terrors," Hermione said immediately after they left Hagrid. As Harry, Ron and Hermione entered the grand hall they were soon greeted by a load of noise. Perhaps slightly more than usual, but Harry could see why, it was the first day back. And there were the first years, some were coming into the grand hall, looking very wet indeed. One girl appeared totally drenched.

"It's the new style - honest!" The drenched girl said, clearly showing off.

"Whatever Anna!" Yelled another first year from somewhere in the room. Harry found he didn't care.

Harry sat next to Ron and opposite Hermione, he noticed Ginny and Rachel were also beside him. Harry wondered why he'd never noticed Ginny was so pretty before, but once again, Ron talking to Nearly-Headless-Nick who was next to him shattered daydreams.

This year it was Hermione who wanted dinners to come faster.

"What happened to not eating slave-labour food, at least not willingly," Harry asked.

"I just want to get the taste of that awful bean out of my mouth," She said. Hermione had followed in Dumbledore's footsteps by eating a vomit-flavoured bean, after that she rather lost her appetite.

"Ha to you then, the worst bean I had was coffee," said Ron across the table.

"Ooohh! Look the hats out," Hermione said, watching Professor Mcgonagall put the hat on the stool. Suddenly all the sound in the hall drained around them. The Sorting hat began to sing its song.

"When you look at me,

And tell me what you see,

I doubt it will be pretty,

Good looking or even glitzy,

But don't judge upon what you see,

Judge upon what's truly me,

For I'm the Hogwarts-sorting hat you see,

And it's my job to know where you will be.

Maybe Gryffindor,

Courageous and daring - that's for sure,

If you're with them this is sure:

You've got such a fierce roar.

Or perhaps Ravenclaw,

Where the smart and wise belong,

And we know this about you;

You could teach us a thing or two.

Or even Loyal Hufflepuff,

Hard working and great friends,

And don't forget loyal,

Don't believe what they say - no Hufflepuff is duff.

And there's always Slytherin,

Real friends and cleverly cunning,

If you're there you won't find yourself running.

So try me on,

I will know where you will be,

And trust me - we don't regret."

The grand hall clapped wildly.

"And now for the sorting - hurry up!" Ron said under his breath.

"Adams, Kathryn!" The tall blonde girl who'd said "Um yeah" to Harry at Kings Cross stood up and put the sorting hat on her head. After nearly a minute the hat yelled:

"Gryffindor!" And Harry and the rest of their table clapped hard. Kathryn grinned as she joined the Gryffindor table.

"Allen, Sophie!" A redhead girl smiled smugly. And put the hat on her head.

"Gryffindor!"

"How come we're getting them all?" Ron asked Harry quietly.

"Barton, Lauren!"

"Hufflepuff!" Lauren joined the Hufflepuff table.

"Bertioli, Philip!"

"Ravenclaw!" Philip joined the Hufflepuff table and Harry saw Cho happily clapping - why did it seem his best friend's sister was as pretty as her?

"Bird, Ben!" Some people sniggered at the boy's last name, but the back haired boy didn't seem to care at all.

"Slytherin!" was said entirely quickly.

"Bligh, Matthew!"

"Gryffindor!" Harry was clapping again as the tall boy joined their table.

"Brett, Susan!" It was Clair's friend Susie, grinning as she put on the hat.

"Ravenclaw!" Susie skipped to join the Ravenclaw table.

"Cato, Ellen!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Now Ravenclaw have the same amount of first years as us!" Said Hermione. Harry was immensely bored. He interested himself with staring at Ginny, she was talking to Rachel very quietly, and they didn't seem to be listening either. Names skipped by.

"Martin, Catherine!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Masterson, Clair!" Harry saw Clair beaming at him.

"Ravenclaw!" She was joining Susie.

"Scorbel, Nicola!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Stenton, Richard!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Stevenson, Roxanna!" It was the messy haired girl Harry had met first in Flourish and Blotts, and then on the train. She skipped joyfully to the Gryffindor table.

"Not her!" Muttered Harry, causing Ginny to turn around and stare at Harry.

"You ok?" she asked tenderly.

"Er, yeah, couldn't be better," Harry said, but he secretly thought he could be.

And so the sorting finished with 'Yeandle, Nicholas!' (Ravenclaw). Everyone was glad when it finished, they were hungry too. As their plates magically filled with food Harry found himself chatting to Roxanna Stevenson, who was sitting near Hermione.

"So you're Roxanna?"

"Roxie!" Roxie corrected.

"Whys your hair so messy?" asked Rachel daringly, Ginny giggled.

"It's just like that," Roxie said, using her fingers to brush out some tangles in her jet-black hair. The food was very good today, Harry reckoned Dobby and the other House Elves wanted to impress. Well they did a good job of it, Harry had to admit.

Soon the plates magically cleaned themselves, and Dumbledore stood up to speak, but it was obvious something troubled him, Harry could see it sparkling in Dumbledore's blue eyes.

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