Welcome to Sororius Vires again! This is a story writen together by .Kellyanne. and .Kayah. and we present to you, Chapter Two! J K Rowling, that fantastic author we all love, owns all the Harry Potter infomation you already know and love. Kelly owns her character Kelly, and Katie owns her character Katie. Maticuno owns himself. We hope you like our fanfic and don't take our threat against Harry, Ron and Hermione too seriously! :D

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.Sororius Vires · Chapter Two.

The train slowed to a halt and Kelly shook Katie awake. Neither of them had noticed the dark shape pass by their window, or the commotion that happened in the end compartment. They didn't even notice when the train had stopped earlier while the Dementors were dealt with. They were both too wrapped up in either their thoughts or sleeping.

"Katie? We're here…we have to get our cloaks on." Kelly spoke softly, pulling her cloak over her fuzzy black sweater and tan skirt.

"Nooo…" Katie mumbled, hiding her face against the cushions, craving the sleep they'd missed after travelling more then half the night before to get to Kings Cross.

"C'mon Ms lazy excuse for a sister" Kelly grinned, pulling on Katie's cloak which was wrapped around her, making Katie fall to the floor.

That certainly woke her up.

She jumped up, hands pointing in the direction of her sister, who immediately held up her own hands in a sign of defeat.

"Whoaaa, no trouble sister dear…" Kelly smirked, picking up Katie's cloak and throwing it around her older sister's shoulders.

"Now, as I said before. Can we please move out so we don't get left behind? I don't know about you, but I'd rather be in a warm castle next to a fire with food in my stomach, rather then left behind on a train that only runs a few times a year…"

Kelly smiled and practically danced into the nearly empty corridor of the train, laughing at the sleepy look of a sister who'd been shown up by her younger sibling.

Katie followed, both of them leaving their luggage in the train as they'd been told to in one of the many letters they'd exchanged with Headmaster Dumbledore, when they'd been making sure everything was sorted out for their enrolment of the school.





Kelly and Katie got to Hogwarts with no troubles. They didn't see 'The Three' once, and got a horse drawn carriage to themselves.

"Seems like once again, everyone's ignoring us…" Katie murmured.

"No…why would they? For once, no one knows who we are." Kelly reassured, her fingers playing with the cloak that was around her shoulders.

"Maybe those young did something…" Katie sighed thoughtfully, her fingers lacing in her necklace, like she always did when she thought.

The sisters sat in silence after that, both wishing it was the next day already, so they'd be all settled into their dorm and hopefully with Draco and Maticuno, their only friends…the only people they knew at this school.



Their carriage drawn by invisible horses (Or maybe even an invisible force) finally arrived at the entrance of Hogwarts, one of the first out of the pack.

Kelly and Katie stood to the side after they arrived, trying to keep out of everyone's way, until Professor Dumbledore arrived, smiling warmly at them. Students who were still waiting around to be allowed into the Great Hall shot them strange looks, wondering who they were, and why Dumbledore's attention was on them.

Dumbledore led them through a small room of to the side, allowing them into the Great Hall through that room, saving them the trouble of battling through the crowds of second years and above. He welcomed them in a low voice, and bid them to stay next to the Sorting Stool until Professor Flitwick came to pick it up. Then they would stand beside her until the First Years were sorted, then they would be introduced and sorted themselves.

Kelly and Katie did as they were asked, Kelly sitting on the Stool with the hat in her hands, and Katie leaning against the magically warmed stonewalls while most of the students who could see them, stared without trying to hide it.



Hagrid finally lead the First Years in, much to the gladness of the other students, who were keen to start their feast. Dumbledore stood up, and announced, "Due to a small meeting, Professor McGonagall will not be present at the Sorting, instead, Professor Flitwick will be in charge of Sorting out new students." Dumbledore took his seat again, smiling reassuringly at Kelly and Katie, who stood up as the tiny wizard walked towards them to collect the stool and Sorting Hat.

The sisters exchanged a look as they made their way to the middle of the hall, just in front of the teacher's table. Now everyone in the hall could see them, and murmurs and whispers rose as everyone wondered why two new girls, who clearly didn't look eleven, were there, and why they hadn't joined a few years ago.



Welcome again
I'm the sorting hat
I'm battered and worn
There's no doubt of that
I have one job
And that is all
To sort you out
To make the call
To state which house
Your soul will belong
Where you shall live
While you're prolonged
I tell the tale
Of houses four
This is the last
Then I'll say no more
In Gryffindor, the daring one
The bravest of them all.
In Ravenclaw their wit and skill
Will never let them fall.
For Hufflepuff their loyalty and sweetness
Is well known.
In Slytherin the power lies
They can't be over-thrown.
So try me on now
See where your fate lies
I speak only the truth
I am nothing but wise
I've been in this for years
I know my job well
Lay aside your fears
Then the answer I'll tell...




Everyone broke into applause at the new poem, Kelly and Katie raising an eyebrow slightly. Kelly was searching the crowds for their friends, while Katie was searching for three different people.

"There's one." Katie said softly.

"One who?" Kelly asked.

"One of those annoying three who woke me up."

"Where?"

"Second table to the left. Eight students down. The red haired shabby kid. Other two are no where to be seen."

Kelly and Katie shrugged it off, not really interested in 'The Dream Team' and Kelly soon went back to looking for their friends.



A Fifth Year sitting at the Hufflepuff table looked curiously up at the two girls by Filtwick's side. She wondered what they were doing up there- they certainly weren't eleven. They looked…unstable in a way. Though they appeared to be putting on tough demeanour, their stances still made it obvious that they were uncertain about their environment. The youngest one was shooting small glares over at the new First Years who were staring at them, and the older one nudged her sister to tell her to stop. They both turned and fixed their gazes on the audience of students sitting at the four different house tables. The Hufflepuff turned her attention to the other students sitting around the house tables in the Great Hall as well. They were all staring up at the high table, too, but some of the Slytherins were impatiently tapping their cutlery on the table, in a subtle attempt to hurry the feast along. The Fifth Year looked back up at the new pair. They'd be able to hold their own here, that was for sure, but it was an entirely different question to whether they'd fit in or not. She decided that she'd just have to wait and see…



The first years were soon dealt with, Kelly and Katie barely paying attention at the young ones, and the attention was turned to the two new students. Both looking tough and untouchable as the whole school stared at them.

Dumbledore stood up once more, and everyone fell silent in hopes of getting an explanation of the mysterious two.



With an elegant wave of his hand, Dumbledore motioned for the sisters to come forward, which Kelly did reluctantly. She liked her place in the semi-shadows. Being in front of the school with the light of a billion candles shining on her face was not how she wanted to be introduced.

Katie, on the other hand, wanted to get into the light of those billion candles. The quicker they were introduced and sorted, the quicker they could eat. And Katie was famished!

"With each fresh year, faces we have never seen before enter this school, all willing to become a part of the Wizarding community." Dumbledore started. Every student leaned closer to the Headmaster, as though, in doing so, his explanation would be quickened. Even the voracious Slytherins had put down their cutlery and were leaning closer, though none would admit it later. Seeing that the entire school was hanging on his every word, Dumbledore continued, "But it is a rare and cherished time when new faces appear that have already seen magic, and all the beauty that can spring from it."

A few people applauded, mostly Gryffindors. Both Kelly and Katie rolled their eyes. A few Slytherins close enough to see their faces smirked. One smirking blonde caught Kelly's attention, but he was too far away to see clearly. Dumbledore had started to talk again, anyway, so she turned her head back towards the Headmaster.

"Thank you for the applause, but I can hear the rumble of angry stomachs, so I will end my speech and state simply that these two girls will be sorted into one of Hogwarts' four houses, entering the school as fourth years."

Now the applause was a bit stronger and some Slytherins were actually clapping.

"Kelly, you're first," The Headmaster said quietly, gently pushing her towards the three-legged stool. She stopped herself from running, though she strongly considered doing so.

Dumbledore placed the old hat gently on her head and she sucked in a harsh breath of air, waiting for the hat to start talking.

"Well, it is quite rare for me to sort a person older then eleven," The Sorting Hat thought to her. She shrugged.

"It isn't my fault I'm here now," She thought in retort. The hat chuckled.

"Feisty…hmm…I think I know where to put you…but where do you want to go?"

"I dunno."

"How about Gryffindor?"

"If you put me in Gryffindor with those bloody gits, I swear, this school will have to find a new Sorting Hat!!"
She thought angrily, fidgeting on the stool. The hat was so big that she could barely see, but she knew all eyes were on her. She wanted to make them all look away, but she'd get in trouble if she did so, so she went back to concentrating on the hat.

"Ahhhh, not a fan of Harry Potter and his friends? That's quite curious."

"There isn't anything curious about it! I don't see why anyone would be a fan of that git or his annoying, little minions!!"
The hat chuckled again, making her blood bubble. Don't blow up the hat, Kelly. It's on your head!! She thought silently, not realizing that the hat could very well hear what she had thought.

"Well, I know EXACTLY where to put you now," With a pause that made her angry and nervous, he finally yelled, "SLYTHERIN!!"

The Slytherin table burst with applause and Kelly smiled, taking the hat off her head and throwing it at her sister. She walked over to the Slytherin table and took a seat near the end.

Now Katie took the hat, breathing slowly. Her sister had been on that stool for a long time…time enough to get her nervous. VERY nervous.

Placing the hat on her head, she looked under the brim, meeting her younger sister's reassuring smile.

"Another fourth year who needs to be sorted? Very curious." The voice of the hat in her head made her jump. Kelly chuckled from her seat by the first years.

"Um…I guess it's kinda curious." Katie thought, her mind still a bit groggy from lack of sleep.

"Hmm…not quite as spirited as your sister? Siblings usually are different though. You will be harder to place then your younger sister." Katie bit her lip, a nervous habit that she and her sister shared.

"Nervous, are we? A quality of Hufflepuffs…but I don't believe you'd fit in there. Ravenclaw wouldn't be for you either. Hmm…very difficult." Katie felt blood in her mouth and realized that she was biting her lip to the point of drawing blood. She immediately licked her lips and closed her mouth.

"It doesn't matter what house I'm in." She thought.

"Quite a brave thing to say. Most of those whom I have sorted wish not to be in certain houses. Hmm…very brave indeed." The hat lay quiet for a moment and Katie grew aware of all the eyes on her. She ignored them, used to it. Everyone stared at her and her sister, though Kelly never did deal well with it.

"I think you belong in Gryffindor." The voice of the hat said quietly in her head.

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Oh no!!! The Sorting Hat is thinking of sorting Katie into Gryffindor!!!! She really doesn't belong there, does she....*shakes head* Or maybe she does...*crafty look* You'll just have to review us and see what happens next!

The Sorting Hat Poem is writen by Katie (Yes, the Katie who co-writes this story) and also Grace, who also wrote the short point of view from the fifth year. Thankyou Grace for your in-put and agreeing to let us use the poem again. The poem is featured in Biforus Alohomora Regnum, a co-writen Harry Potter story by Grace and Katie.