A/N: Still my most reviewed story. I got eleven reviews which is way more than I hoped for. My next most reviewed fic is a harry potter song fic that is strolling along with a Stark/Rygel Farscape fic at six reviews each. (End 'shameless' plug.) Well, going back to this story, this chapter is obviously Snape. The next chapter will contain three characters. See the authors note below to find out who. Anyway- on with the story.
Disclaimer: I own the plot and the idea of the sorting hat being a rebel (I feel sorry for the piece of material). I do NOT own Harry Potter related characters or settings and I do not own the sorting hat.
Chapter Three- Snape, Severus
This was getting to be fun. I could see the horror on the hooked nose, greasy haired potions master.
He had been an annoying one to sort. If possible, worse than McGonagall. He wasn't so much bossy as down-right-rude.
"Snape, Severus." A tall boy with a swagger walked to the stool and put me on. I did only get a stool, not even a table or something a bit more comfortable. I had already sorted a lot of kids and was getting quite aggravated by this point. I was about to get a lot more aggravated.
So, I suppose you think you're very clever don't you.
Pardon?
You know, anyone could put people in houses, all you do is one of four words randomly. I suppose you think that song was ccccooooollllll don't you? You are so pathetic.
I am not the pathetic one. You are the pathetic one.
Whatever man. Hurry up and sort me before I bash you in.
Oh, I'm so scared. Not.
You should be. The whole world will know the name of Severus Snape when he is old enough to become a deatheater.
It was another one. What was this craze with 'The Dark Lord'. Stupid. Of course noone told me what was going on. Noone ever did.
Tell me future deatheater. What do you think of the deputy headmistress?
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You forget that I can read minds. I can tell precisly what you think. You think that's she's cute. Snape 4 McGonagall. Snape 4 McGonagall. Snape 4 McGonagall.
Shut up.
I don't want to. Whatever. You're boring anyway. I think I'll put you in SLYTHERIN.
The whole great hall looked shocked for a minute then burst out laughing. I noticed one boy at the Slytherin table laughing the most. I liked all this attention. I was going to keep the attention at all costs.
"Tut, tut. Malfoy. Don't know why your laughing. You're next. Though I suppose that I should only tell your sorting with you're body guards. You can't seem to go anywhere without them." I said.
A/N: So, the three characters are Malfoy (Draco, though I may do his dad in the future), Crabbe and Goyle. Please Review this story and if you want, one of my other stories, though I think that is asking to much. Never mind. Review this one!