A/N: I can't belive that I'm getting this chapter out quick as well. With Farscape finishing last night I have nothing to do and I'm bored so here it is. Also, MoonDancer you were number thirty like you thought. 3 needed to get to 35 people- please review!
To people who asked- I think that Poltergiests were people once, I always thought that they were supposed to be evil ghosts of evil spirts or whatever. Not sure if it is the case, some people think so and some don't. There are enough 'when Peeves was Human' fics on the site to make me think I'm not the only one with this view.
MoonDancer and me! (not me as in Brita*Chica but an anonymas reviewer) have both asked me to write the reactions of the school when they got told about Harry nearly being a Slytherin. I'll try to work that in as one of the hat's comments in a future chapterbut I would think that it would be boring to type out his whole sorting. Also, I have been asked to do Hermione's sorting. Any sugesstions are welcome but please don't suggest any of the Weasly's. I will do all of them.
I think I've talked for enough and I'll start writing.
Disclaimer: I own the plot, I don't own anything else.
Chapter Six- Longbottom, Neville
I couldn't wait to get this one out. Other sortings have been boring or annoying but not this one. This one was down-right hilarious. I could see the blundering idiot looking almost terrified of me, I knew why. He remembered his sorting as well as I did.
"Longbottom, Neville" A fat short boy walked up to me and put me on. I almost yelled out. There was too much thought, it had come at me suddenly. Like a tidal wave of worry and insercurity and annoyance. That got me angry. I was the one who was annoyed with them. Me! Me! ME! He stole my emotion. I didn't like it. I wasn't going to let him get away with that. Not at all. I decided right then that I didn't like him. I suppose I was offended inside and I know that I shouldn't have done it but I was tired and it was already a tedius sorting and the oppertunity was to good to pass up at the time I suppose.
Squib.
Hmm?
Squib. Which house do you think that you should be in Squib.
I'm not a squib!
Are.
Are not.
See, I was right, you are, the correct term would have been AM not, only an idiot would say ARE not.
I'm not an idiot and I'm not a squib! Those are hurtful words you know.
So? You only find them hurtful as you know that it is true.
Please just sort me.
Sort you!? I said as though it hadn't occered to me. How am I supposed to sort you if there is no house to sort you into.
Huh?
Well I guess I'll explain Squib, if you are so dumb that you can't work it out yourself. You are a wimp so no Gryffindor. You are so dumb it's unbeliveable so you can't go in Ravenclaw. You are too dumb to even get put in Hufflepuff. I would say that you weren't cunning enough for Slytherin either but at the moment it looks like the house that is best for you.
NO! Please don't put me in Slytherin. Any house but Slytherin.
I don't see why. I think you'd do well there.
Not with them.
Why not.
...
You try not to tell me but I do know why. It's 'cos of your parents.
Not Slytherin.
I decided to have some fun then. S...
Sl...
Sly...
Slyt...
Slyth...
Slythe...
Slyther...
Slytheri...
Slytheri...
GRYFFINDOR!
Hey! Put me back you idiot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me go. Help! I'm being kiddnapped! Help! Take me back! I yelled at him as he had ran off with me still on his head.
Idiot.
Everyone started laughing then. Started laughing at the Longbottom boy. It was quite funny I supposed. I really had gotten attention. They had fogotten to be worried for a moment about if I was going to pick them and then I had an idea. It would be fun! It would be less fun as the person wasn't there but the truth was that I was quite scared of him. I announced my choice to the great hall.
A man who goes by the name of Remus Lupin.
A/N: I managed to pick someone. I don't pick them till the end of the story you see. Anyway, please Review!