Sorting Hat Capers By Brita*Chica

A/N: Right, I should right this chapter quickly, I have other fics that I have to update today and I found that of all the days possible, my sister decides not to go to work today. Which means I'm on a strict time-limit on being on the internet. Anyway, thatnks for the reviews. Two more will make it become 75 and three will put it on it's fourth page. New characters added to list are: Moaning Myrtle and Colin Creevy.

Disclaimer: I own the fic and the plot. Harry Potter, all related characters and settings belong to J.K.Rowling.

Chapter Twelve: Pettigrew, Peter

The hall seemed confused. I almost laughed at them for it. It was always nice to know something that they didn't and as far as I understood, they didn't know. I remembered though. I remembered to well.

"Pettigrew, Peter."

A short chubby boy walked up to me. Like most people when they are first years, he had a face of which shape that I fell over his eyes. Even more so than usual.

Are you talking.

Pardon?

I thought that you should be sorting me.

We both know which house you should be in?

Slytherin?

Actually I was thinking Hufflepuff. Hmm, no I wasn't. Your right, Slytherin.

You know why?

Yup. 'I said, still feeling the repercusssions of one of the earlier sortings that day.'

Do you think it's my fault?

Don't know. Why would I know?

I'm not sure.

Never mind then.

Could you just say Slytherin already?

You don't have to go into Slytherin you know?

Huh?

I said, you don't have to go into Slytherin you know.

Yes I do.

Why?

You know why.

Why though?

Coz I gotta follow family tradition.

Why?

Coz all my family were in Slytherin and I have to become a Deatheater and serve the dark lord when I'm older. All those I form a friendship with must be killed by me so that my loyalty is proved.

Do ya wanna be evil?

It is my duty.

Why?

I don't want to dissapoint my family.

Chose which is more important.

Huh?

Family and traddition or friends and the truth?

Friends and the truth.

Then you shouldn't be in Slytherin.

If you put me in any of the other houses and I made friends with anyone I could not promise that I would not still fufill my purpose as I member of my family.

'I had been face with a dilema here. I had to, apparently be the one who chose where to put him. It only took me a few seconds to decide.'

GRYFFINDOR!

During that sorting people would think that I had made a mistake and that I should have put him in Slytherin but then, I think anyway, that would have made it worse. He would have been in the perfect enviroment to have been moulded into a follower of 'the dark lord'. Sure he became one anyway but if people ignore that bit I think I made the right choice.

I looked around the hall at my audiance. They all looked confused. I had to think of something to get their minds off the sorting I had just told. So, I said that the next one would be... Sybil (A/N: Aha, a serch through book three later I know how to spell the surname) Trelawney.

A/N: I foun the last name but chances are that I spelt the first name wrong. Anyway, the next chapter should be up soon.