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Rowling. so this must be a fanfic. if this is a HP fanfic then it must be
about JK Rowling's work. etc..
A/N: Thank you for my two reviews PLEASE RR.. If I continue to be shunned I might stop writing entirely. and if that's the case then you'll NEVER find out the purpose of this long and boring story that I wrote for you. Thank you! Now to the story. PS. I decided to use for thoughts .. Easier that way
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thought Lily Evans as she left the infirmary perfectly fit. with exception to the fact that she was still shaky. Lily had missed the Sorting, so now she headed to Headmaster Dumbledore's office following Professor O'Conneld, the Transfiguration teacher and Assistant Headmistress. She was a tall and thin lady with extremely strait white hair. She was very old but the only thing that revealed her age was her hair and her hair was so white that it looked natural. She strode down the hall to a large statue of an eagle. The professor told the statue, "Fudge sticks" and it opened, revealing a spiral staircase going upward. Lily followed Professor O'Conneld up the staircase to a door, which she opened, to reveal an extremely large office full of many fascinating objects. Portraits of important figures and old headmasters lined the walls and the objects that decorated the entire room practically yelled to be touched. Lily's eyes immediately went to the center of the room where an old man sat at his desk. Old wouldn't be the best way to describe Dumbledore. He's more like an ageless white. His long white hair and beard draped over his shoulders and his blue eyes twinkled and he rose from his seat to greet her. "Welcome Lily Evans to Hogwarts. I apologize for what happened to you on the train and hope that you accept my apologies on behalf of the entire school.. Professor O'Conneld could you please leave for a moment so that I may talk to Lily in private," The professor nodded her head and left the room leaving Lily and Dumbledore alone. "Dear child. are you willing to inform me as to what exactly happened on the train or would you like to just get sorted into your house?" His kind eyes twinkles patiently at her allowing her time to consider. "Can I. am I." "yes.?" "Wo-would you please just le-let me." She started to say but then burst out in tears. Lily couldn't control herself she started to cry, but before Dumbledore could say a word, Lily got herself under control and gave herself a mental slap. Lily quickly wiped her tears away and said, "I would like to get sorted now, please" She was happy that at least her voice sounded calm. The Headmaster looked at her with a troubled expression on his face but he quickly masked it and smiled instead, "Of course." He showed her to a stool where an old raggedy hat sat. Lily looked at it confused. the headmaster picked up the hat and she sat on the chair. Placing the hat on her head Dumbledore smiled.
'Hello there!. I'm the Sorting Hat' said a voice in her head.
thought Lily. 'It's my job to sort you into one of four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, or Slytheran. Gryffindor is for the brave of heart-'
'.You'd be surprised' the hat chuckled 'You're a bright one'
'Hufflepuff is for the caring and kind folk-'
'and then there's Slytheran. they're the clever ones who know how to get their way. I don't think you belong there.'
'Let's just say that they're the ones who won't accept you. Pureblood only.'
'Gryffindor. most definitely Gryffindor. Ravenclaw's a good second but most definitely Gryffindor.'
'oh really? You're more than you realize.GRYFFINDOR!!' It yelled the last word out loud. Dumbledore nodded his head and took off the hat as Professor O'Conneld came back inside. She smiled slightly and said, "Welcome to my house. I'm the head of Gryffindor."
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Later that night Lily wandered into a partying Gryffindor Common Room. Everyone was so busy talking and making introductions that nobody noticed a small first years slip through and into the girls' dorm. There, Lily found an empty bed as far away from the others as possible and fell asleep anxious about the new day.
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A/N: Thank you for my two reviews PLEASE RR.. If I continue to be shunned I might stop writing entirely. and if that's the case then you'll NEVER find out the purpose of this long and boring story that I wrote for you. Thank you! Now to the story. PS. I decided to use for thoughts .. Easier that way
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thought Lily Evans as she left the infirmary perfectly fit. with exception to the fact that she was still shaky. Lily had missed the Sorting, so now she headed to Headmaster Dumbledore's office following Professor O'Conneld, the Transfiguration teacher and Assistant Headmistress. She was a tall and thin lady with extremely strait white hair. She was very old but the only thing that revealed her age was her hair and her hair was so white that it looked natural. She strode down the hall to a large statue of an eagle. The professor told the statue, "Fudge sticks" and it opened, revealing a spiral staircase going upward. Lily followed Professor O'Conneld up the staircase to a door, which she opened, to reveal an extremely large office full of many fascinating objects. Portraits of important figures and old headmasters lined the walls and the objects that decorated the entire room practically yelled to be touched. Lily's eyes immediately went to the center of the room where an old man sat at his desk. Old wouldn't be the best way to describe Dumbledore. He's more like an ageless white. His long white hair and beard draped over his shoulders and his blue eyes twinkled and he rose from his seat to greet her. "Welcome Lily Evans to Hogwarts. I apologize for what happened to you on the train and hope that you accept my apologies on behalf of the entire school.. Professor O'Conneld could you please leave for a moment so that I may talk to Lily in private," The professor nodded her head and left the room leaving Lily and Dumbledore alone. "Dear child. are you willing to inform me as to what exactly happened on the train or would you like to just get sorted into your house?" His kind eyes twinkles patiently at her allowing her time to consider. "Can I. am I." "yes.?" "Wo-would you please just le-let me." She started to say but then burst out in tears. Lily couldn't control herself she started to cry, but before Dumbledore could say a word, Lily got herself under control and gave herself a mental slap. Lily quickly wiped her tears away and said, "I would like to get sorted now, please" She was happy that at least her voice sounded calm. The Headmaster looked at her with a troubled expression on his face but he quickly masked it and smiled instead, "Of course." He showed her to a stool where an old raggedy hat sat. Lily looked at it confused. the headmaster picked up the hat and she sat on the chair. Placing the hat on her head Dumbledore smiled.
'Hello there!. I'm the Sorting Hat' said a voice in her head.
thought Lily. 'It's my job to sort you into one of four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, or Slytheran. Gryffindor is for the brave of heart-'
'.You'd be surprised' the hat chuckled 'You're a bright one'
'Hufflepuff is for the caring and kind folk-'
'and then there's Slytheran. they're the clever ones who know how to get their way. I don't think you belong there.'
'Let's just say that they're the ones who won't accept you. Pureblood only.'
'Gryffindor. most definitely Gryffindor. Ravenclaw's a good second but most definitely Gryffindor.'
'oh really? You're more than you realize.GRYFFINDOR!!' It yelled the last word out loud. Dumbledore nodded his head and took off the hat as Professor O'Conneld came back inside. She smiled slightly and said, "Welcome to my house. I'm the head of Gryffindor."
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Later that night Lily wandered into a partying Gryffindor Common Room. Everyone was so busy talking and making introductions that nobody noticed a small first years slip through and into the girls' dorm. There, Lily found an empty bed as far away from the others as possible and fell asleep anxious about the new day.
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