Sorting Hat Capers by Brita*Chica

A/N: People, please review! If I get two more reviews then it will be at forty. So, this chapter will be Lupin once I have written it. In the last chapter I asked for suggestions on who you wanted me to write, so here they are. Hermione, Sirius, James, Lily, Cho, Cedric and Dumbledore. If you want someone else please say so. Do not however ask for, the Weasley's, Pettigrew or Voldemort as I was going to do them anyway. So then, please review!

Disclaimer: I own the plot. Not the rest.

Chapter Seven- Lupin, Remus

Even though I knew that he wasn't, I had to look round the great hall to make sure that the werewolf truly wasn't there. I don't know why I don't like werewolves. I suppose that Godric didn't and after all, I am his hat. I laughed at that image then, going into a street full of muggles and singing at the top of my voice. Hmm, do I even have a voice. It's like that old saying, if a tree falls in a forest and there's noone there to hear it does it make a sound or whatever. Or what came first, the chicken or the egg. Or can anyone manage to say beer can without sounding like a Jamaican asking for bacon. I realised that I had been thinking to myself. I would end up looking stupid or like I couldn't remember the sorting. I could remember it.

"Lupin, Remus." McGonagall said at me. I don't think she even said the names at me. I think that she just said the names and I heard them. I suppose that that was it. Annoying! I deserved to be told who I was going to sort.

I froze up as he put me on his head. Not out of stubbaness but out of fear. I could sense evil in that mind. I could sense goodness as well but I decided to focus on the evil.

You're a werewolf.

Yes I am.

You shouldn't be allowed in this school. Shouldn't be here. Shouldn't be here. Shouldn't be here. Shouldn't be here. I was repeating the words over and over in my mind, maybe wishing for them to come true or something.

Are you scared of me?

No. I'm not scared of anyone. Watch what you say werewolf. I told him getting defensive.

You seem scared.

I'm not scared.

Are you sure?

Yes I'm sure! You shouldn't be here anyway. It's not safe. I bet that Dumbledore doesn't know. Maybe I should tell him.

NO! I mean, Headmaster Dumbledore does know but none of the students know.

Hmm. I get the impression that you don't want them to know. Maybe I should tell them then... After all, it would be for their safety.

Please don't tell them.

Why shouldn't I? All I have to say is...

Please!

I faked yelling out load then just to give him a fright. Oh people, this person is a werewolf! Rise up and throw him out.

GRYFFINDOR!

I did yell the last word out loud. Like I say, I don't get to chose the houses. I have to put them in the house that their thoughts tell me.

People were looking at me again. I was worried that I had seemed weak during that sorting. I had to change that. I decided to tell the sorting of someone that would make them seem weak. Tom Riddle.

A/N: Hmm, I didn't think that I was going to write Voldemort for the next chapter. Maybe I should plan before I type. Anyway, please review. I will upload the next chapter tomorrow. (I know this is soon but I will have been here for exactly one month and I'm gonna update all the stories that I haven't given up on.) Please Review!