A/N: You hadn't given up on it. People reviewed! Thank you so much. By the way, three reviews will get this fic to 50 and two to get my complete total to 100 so please review. Jaded_Thief I will do Arthur and Molly Weasley but just not in this chapter. Also, I mentioned that I might do Lucious Malfoy and now that it has been requested I will do it. monkeys and bananas, I said that I would do Pettigrew. Any suggestions still welcome.
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Chapter Nine: Weasley Kids
There was a lot of variation in their sortings. There were a lot of them after all. The moment that McGonagall says Weasley when calling out their names I groan inwardly. It wasn't so bad the first time, that was just like any other sorting. Just a kid. Even on the second sorting. I don't know if it was the third or the fourth one that I started to think: How many are there supposed to be!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Apparently seven, but it felt like a lot more than that. A more than a lot type lot more. The biggest type of 'lot more' that I knew. Anyway, I might loose the students looking at me if I kept thinking to myself. I started with the eldest one:
"Weasley, Bill." McGonagall said. A boy with bright red hair walked over to me. You know, I don't think that people actually walk over to me, I think that they think that I am just a hat. I can think! I'm not just any sort of hat!
Which house do you want to be in then?
I dunno.
Which house were your parents in.
Gryffindor.
What makes you think that you are good enough to be in Gryffindor.
I didn't say that I wanted to be put in Gryffindor.
Which house do you want to be put in then?
I dunno.
Do you think your smart enough for Ravenclaw?
Do you think your loyal enough for Hufflepuff?
Do you think your cunning enough for Slytherin?
Do you think your brave enough for Gryffindor?
Well?
Which house?
I dunno.
Well, which house suits you most?
I dunno.
Which trait is most like you?
I dunno.
What's your favourite colour?
Red, blue, green or yellow?
Red.
GRYFFINDOR!
"Weasley, Charlie." McGonagall said near me.
I sorted your brother.
Yeah, Bill.
I do NOT have a memory problem you know! I said angrily.
Huh?
I do remember his name! I remember loads of things.
Like what?
Like... Many things.
Such as?
A lot of things. More things than you could ever remember.
What type of things?
I don't have to tell you anything.
That's because you don't know.
Don't know what?
Anything.
I know a lot of things!
What does 1 + 1 =?
Two.
No.
Yes it does.
No, a window.
Just pick a house will you?
Ravenclaw?
No, wrong choice.
GRYFFINDOR!
"Wesley, Percy."
Do you know how long this sorting will take?
Huh?
How long?
Let me guess. You want to get on with the feast.
Actually, I was wondering if you could be more time-efficeant.
WHAT!?
It was a simple request. It could not be so hard to cut each students sorting by, say a few seconds or so.
What do you think?
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Well?
Huh? Oh, you're suggestion. I was just wasting a bit of time you know, making your sorting a bit longer, maybe by a few seconds or so.
My idea was useful!
As if. You are so stuck up...
I am not!
Yes you are.
I am not at all arrogant, will you please hurry up with the sorting already.
GRYFFINDOR!
"Weasley, Fred." McGonagall said. By this point I was starting to get annoyed. How many where there, honestly, how many! If this one was as bad as the other three... Well, I just had to tempt fate then, he was worse.
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You're brothers are in Gryffindor aren't they.
Your brothers are in Gryffindor aren't they.
Huh?
Huh?
In Gryffindor. That is where your brothers are.
In Gryffindor. That is where your brothers are.
Are you repeating what I am saying?
Are you repeating what I am saying?
Shut up.
Shut up.
Shut Up.
Shut Up.
Shut Up!
Shut Up!
Please stop it.
Please Stop it.
My name is Fred Weasley.
My name is Fred Weasley.
I am Eleven years old.
I am Eleven years old.
I should be sorted into Slytherin.
I should be sorted into Gryffindor.
GRYFFINDOR!
"Weasley, George." This one... Was even worse.
Please do not act like your brother.
Act like your sister.
Huh?
I completely understand.
Which house do you want to be in?
Which house do I not want to be in.
Are you turning everything I say backwards?
I am repeating everything you say exactly.
Did you and your brother plan this on the way here?
We did not plan this.
GRYFFINDOR!
"Weasley, Ronald."
Not another one.
Huh?
Nothing. Nothing.
Please put me in Gryffindor.
Why?
Well, Bill was Head Boy.
Charlie was captain of the Quidditch team.
Percy is a prefect.
Fred and George get good grades and are really popular.
And they were all in Gryffindor.
So were my mum and dad.
And I don't want to disappoint my parents.
I was aware of each and everyone of those facts.
Why did you ask then.
I'm bored. I can't be bothered to talk to you.
GRYFFINDOR!
"Wesley, Ginny."
Please tell me you have no younger Brothers, Sisters, Cousins, Half-Cousins, Aunts, Uncles, Long-lost-Relatives or 'twice removed on your mothers side long lost distant misplaced step-cousins.
Huh?
Do you?
Do I what.
Never mind.
What a stupid thing to be wondering.
What do you mean?
The thing that you are wondering is a stupid thing to be wondering.
I bet you don't know what I'm wondering.
Yes I do.
That isn't possible.
I can read your thoughts.
Whatever. What am I wondering then?
Why your brother Ron isn't here.
Don't care if you know what I'm wondering.
Let's just make this sorting easy on the both of us.
GRYFFINDOR!
I looked round the great hall. I still had an audience. I guess they didn't know which Weasley to laugh at. Then I suppose that they decided whichever one they decided because they all started laughing.
They were all talking and laughing and it was then that I decided who I would do next. That complete know-it-all Hermione Granger.
A/N: YES! It might have taken me a while but I have finished writing this chapter. I'm sorry that it took so long but it was seven sortings. Which is not really an excuse since I wrote six of them today and the last five in one go just now.
If I have got Bill and Charlie the wrong way round then sorry.
Do not say write longer chapters please. It may not read long but it is seven pages long on my computer.
Anyway, please review!