A/N: You probably noticed that the poem from the last chapter was actually from the first book. Well, that's me being lazy. I figure the hat can recycle the ones that he likes and does so when he deems necessary, and he just deemed it necessary. Trust me, my rhyming skills are awful... you'll find that out later and you'll be like "Oh, she's right."

Anyway, on to my interesting tid-bits of information. None of the people I based the characters off of got to pick their houses (Not even myself, can you tell which character is based off me? I hope not.), they all had to take a test and be sorted by a website and then tell me what they got. That took about a month for everyone who wanted to be in the story to do, since there are a ton of characters.

At this point my favorite character is Beth, she is so funny when it comes to yelling at the hat and she is a blast to write. Well, enough with my rambling, on with the story, eh?


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Chapter 2:

The Unforgettable Sorting

(GRYFFINDOR)


And so the Sorting Began, the hat did it's poem and the First years looked at it with wonder in their eyes. It seemed to take forever; she just wanted to know that Hollie would be safe and sound under Gryffindor's wing. Professor McGonagall was calling out the names of students and the sorting hat was telling them where to go, again this year not that many people were getting put into Gryffindor, which made Beth mad.

"GRYFFINDOR DUSTY!" She called to the hat and laughed, "Gee's every year."

"Daylong, Marcus."

The boy near the front of the line put on the hat, Beth crossed her fingers.

"RAVENCLAW"

"BLOODY 'ELL!" Beth said loudly, Professor McGonagall gasped.

"BETH! You don't want points deducted from Gryffindor already do you?" She stared at Beth, who smiled and shook her head no, "Then refrain please!"

Every year the houses were given points that could be taken away when a member did something wrong or given when a member did something good. The house with the most points won the House Cup. This was a big honor for any of the houses and usually caused a huge rivalry between them all. Slytherin and Ravenclaw won mostly, but Gryffindor fought every year to try and win. Beth stopped the cussing but kept yelling at the hat as more and more people began to get into other groups. Only a handful had gotten into Gryffindor.

"Fich, Jernum."

"Fich, he's defiantly a -"

"RAVENCLAW" The hat yelled happily

"THEY HAVE ENOUGH!" Beth yelled after it called the house. Ravenclaw cheered. One of the Slytherin members turned to Beth.

"Jealous Bethers?" Said a buy with gleaming white hair and dark complextion.

"Shut up you Muggle." Beth stuck her tongue out at him, he rolled his eyes.

"Who's that?" One of the new Gryffindor's asked.

"Jason Kreeger, ignore him, he's just a Slytherin Chaser…" Beth mumbled to the student.

Slowly but surely every kid got their turn, and it seemed that more Gryffindor were picked this year, but Beth was still yelling.

"Prior, Lee!"

Suddenly everyone got really quiet and stared at the rail thin black haired boy began to walk toward the front. Rebeka looked over to the Slytherin table; they seemed to be staring at Lee awfully intensely. The Gryffindor table was doing the exact same thing however, making her wonder who this guy was.

"What going on?" Rebeka asked Chad, he just shrugged, so she looked toward Beth for an answer.

"The Prior Twins are some of the best Quidditch players in the world. They're mum and dad are both part of famous teams." Beth whispered as Lee made his way to the hat, "Whatever house gets them will be lucky."

"What makes you so sure that they'll get into the same house?" Chad asked Beth, who rolled her eyes.

"Because they're twins!" She answered and looked over at the Slytherin table, "Lee is made for Slytherin, he's ruthless enough…but Tony is more Gryffindor or Hufflepuff…it's all up to the hat…HEAR ME HAT!?"

Lee put on the hat and it seemed to take forever to come up with a decision, everyone just sat there silently and waited for the Sorting hat to say something.

"SLYTHERIN!"

Slytherin began to cheer loudly as the others moaned. Lee smiled and walked down to his new house, who were embracing him with open arms.

"Oh come on! Slytherin is already unbeatable!" Beth sighed in disappointment, "Why do they get the Prior twins!?"

"Prior, Tony!"

Tony walked over and glanced at his brother at the Slytherin table. Something told Rebeka that Tony didn't want to be in Slytherin, he seemed disappointed that Lee got chosen for that house.

"Tony won't make it in Slytherin, he's not evil enough." Beth muttered angrily, "He can't brown nose well either…"

Tony put on the hat and awaited the final verdict like it was his death sentence. He seemed kind of reluctant, but Slytherin was getting exciting about having both Twins in their house.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

The Great Hall suddenly became very quiet as they realized what the Sorting Hat said. Beth lifted her head and began to smile, so did about 5 other Gryffindor's, who Rebeka guessed were all Quidditch players.

"GRYFFINDOR!!!" Beth yelled happily through the quiet, "THAT'S THE STUFF YA OLD HAT! NOW YOU'RE GETTING USEFULL!"

"Miss Morgan, are you quite finished?" McGonagall snapped angrily, "Do you want to end up in detention like your friend Miss Wasil?"

Before she could answer, everyone at the Gryffindor table began cheering wildly and Tony smiled a great big smile of relief as he went over and sat at the table next to Rebeka. Even the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaws were cheering, it was much better than having both twins on the Slytherin team. Tony glanced at Lee, who was leering at him angrily.

"Hi, Tony is it?" Rebeka introduced herself before Beth could talk about Quidditch. Fortunatly, Beth was too busy rubbing it into the Slytherins faces that they weren't unbeatable just yet.

"Yeah…it is." He said not looking at her; instead he was looking down, staring at his shoes.

"Well, welcome to Gryffindor!" Rebeka extended her hand and he looked up too her.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked her, she looked at him confused.

"Beth told me something about the Prior twins just now, but before this…no." Rebeka told him, the question made Chad glance in his direction.

"At least somebody's clueless." Tony mumbled under his breath, making Rebeka give Chad a glance.

"I'm Adonis Halwende…" Chad introduced himself, "You can call me -"

"ADONIS HALWENDE!" Tony yelled excitedly, "I knew you were at this school but I didn't know you were a Gryffindor, everyone told me you would be Ravenclaw for sure! I am such a big fan of your fathers."

Rebeka's face contorted in confusion, "Your fathers? Who's your dad?"

"It's not important," Chad waved her off and smiled at Tony, "You can call me Chad though."

Tony looked at Rebeka wondering if he should let her in on the whole thing, but Chad shook his head and Tony went back to looking at his shoes.

"What are you not telling me Adonis?" Rebeka glared at him with her blue eyes. Chad sighed; she only called him that when she was getting mad at him.

"It's nothing you shouldn't concern yourself with." Chad smiled at her, then quickly looked away. She hated when he did that.

"Skyelar, Hollie!"

Rebeka's heart jumped, when did they get to her sister? She watched as Hollie confidently strolled over to the hat and quickly put it on her head. This was it, Hollie would be a Gryffindor and they would be able to practice Quidditch together and Rebeka could help Hollie with all her homework and -

"SLYTHERIN!"

She about had a heart attack. Slytherin? That couldn't be right!? There had to be a mistake.

"YOU DUMB OLD HAT!" Spat a Gryffindor, but this time it wasn't Beth, it was Rebeka.

"Miss Rebeka Skyelar, Refrain please!" McGonagall yelled, "I think you need to stop letting Beth influence you."

Holly shrugged at Rebeka and gingerly made her way to the Slytherin table, where Lee greeted her quickly along with Jason.

"Bek, are you okay?" Chad leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"It's a dumb old hat…" Rebeka crossed her arms angrily, "Why did she have to get Slytherin?"

"Um, honestly if you think about it, it does fit…" Chad said trying not to make her mad, "Hollie is kind of ruthless and pushy."

"Yeah but still…" Rebeka muttered than sighed loudly, "She's my sister! Now she's all alone at Slytherin, they're just gonna corrupt her, I know it and -"

"Rebeka," Chad said softly, pointing to the front, "The Ceremony is over."

That was it then, Hollie was going to be Slytherin all seven years she would be at Hogwarts, it didn't seem fair that the hat put two sisters against each other. The Head Master, Elzidor Radcliffe, began to talk about how wonderful it was to see so many first years. The speech was always the same so Rebeka just tuned it out and looked over at the Slytherin table, where crowds of people were surrounding the new Slytherin first years. Rebeka just kept getting angrier and angrier. Then, in a flash there was food all over the place. The feast had begun, but Rebeka wasn't really that hungry, she just wanted to crawl into a bed and sleep this nightmare away.

"Rebeka, I think you should eat something…" Chad whispered and put some mashed potatoes on her plate, "Come on they're your favorite…"

Rebeka's stomach rumbled, longing for her to put it in her mouth, "I'm not hungry."

Chad was about to say something about it when a brown haired girl burst into the room with a high pitched laugh.

"THEY CAN'T KEEP THE GRYFFINDOR DOWN!!!" She sang, Beth looked up and smiled.

"Cryssy!" She exclaimed and Cryssy when down and sat across from Rebeka. Cryssy was the overly exuberant 4th year at Hogwarts. She was fun to be around and Rebeka liked her a lot. She was also the commentator for all Quidditch games, which a lot of people found fitting because she was unbelievably loud.

"What did you do this time?" Rebeka asked and began playing with her mashed potatoes. Cryssy began to gather food on her plate.

"Those danged Slytherins were torturing some Hufflepuff so I went over there and yelled at them for it…and some how they ended up with bloody noses…" Cryssy shrugged, "The Slytherins didn't get in trouble though…Snape caught us, said it was my fault…everything."

"Ugh, I wish that evil old man would retire already." Beth groaned and shoved a forkful in her mouth, "He's too into favoritism, I mean even Professor McGonagall takes points from us!"

"Not every teacher can be likeable you know." A girl told Beth with a snotty undertone.

"Oh shut up Janella…" Beth rolled her eyes. Janella was the resident teachers pet, even Snape seemed to have some affection toward her. It annoyed everybody in Gryffindor and in the other houses also, to no end.

Everyone was eating and talking up a storm, even Chad and Tony were having fun and talking rapidly (Though Chad was making sure to talk very low for some reason), but not Rebeka. She barely picked at the mashed potatoes that were in front of her, very disappointed that her sister would be in the same house as her the whole time she was in Hogwarts.

"What is wrong with you?" Cryssy asked Rebeka as she began to reach for more food, "You look like Snape just deducted 200 points from Gryffindor."

"My little sister was sorted into Slytherin…" Rebeka answered grimly.

"Oh, that's gotta be tough." Cryssy looked over to the Slytherin table, "But from what you've told me about her they'll be begging us to take her in 6 months."

"Well, I only said those things because I thought she would be in Gryffindor," She argued, putting a small amount of mashed potatoes in her mouth, "Even Hollie isn't evil enough to be with the serpents."

"I think she'll be just fine…" She heard Chad mutter under his breath, Rebeka shot him a look.

After what seemed like forever, Radcliffe waved his hands and the gold plates became foodless and as sparkly as ever. He smiled and waved his arm again, this time thousands of desserts appeared and everyone began to grab at them like they hadn't had dinner only moments before. Rebeka looked away from her plate, sighed, and then looked back - sitting there was a giant butterscotch sundae sitting on it. She looked at Chad, who was smiling at her.

"Are you trying to take Vinesah's job at being the mother?" She asked him annoyed, he shrugged and pointed at Cryssy, "Oh, I see, you're both in on it."

"Chad's right, you need to eat something." Cryssy gave her a big smile, "You have to get your strength up for when you try out for Quidditch."

"What makes you think I'm trying out for Quidditch?" Rebeka asked and shoved a spoon into the cold treat on her plate, "I barely know the rules of the game."

"Well, Vinesah and Hollie are both trying out, Remember?" Cryssy explained, "It's stands to reason you would too."

Cryssy always knew who was trying out for Quidditch, a soccer/rugby hybrid played on broomsticks, because she was so involved in the sport. She and Madam Hooch went over the list every year of potential players and Cryssy had put Hollie, Vinesah, and Rebeka on the list ages ago.

"We'll see, I might have too much homework." Rebeka began eating the butterscotch sundae so everyone would leave her alone. Radcliffe began to talk about the school rules ("Under no circumstances will any students be permitted to go into the forest! It is very dangerous…"), then, as soon as she put the empty glass down, all the desserts disappeared from the tables and it was time to go up to the quarters.

Everyone began filing out of the Great Hall and making they're way to their house's resident dormitories. Rebeka looked over and saw Hollie, who gave her a small wave as they went their separate ways. She remained silent as she walked up the stairs and down the corridor to get to the fat lady's portrait. Nearly Headless Nick, the Gryffindor's resident ghost, was standing in the hall waving to all the first years, who were looking at him with shock on their faces. He then saw Cryssy and he gasped in happiness.

"Cryssy my dear!" He yelled happily, "I am so glad to see you!"

"Nick!" Cryssy exclaimed, "How was your summer?"

"Aw terrible," Nick looked down sadly, "Peeves would not leave anybody alone!"

"You'll get him back someday Nick!" Cryssy then walked passed him; he gave her away and floated off toward the back of the crowd. They walked up to the fat lady, who looked at the first years and smiled.

"There are more than last year!" She exclaimed happily, "Password?"

"Tallonius Figs." The prefect, Hollister Grant, said to the lady and the portrait swung open. Everyone took mental note of the password as they went inside the Gryffindor common room, a round room full of feather filled armchairs. Hollister was directing everyone to bed, separating the boys and the girls

Rebeka looked into her room and was happy to see Videl sitting in her own cage by her bed. Beth was right behind her, brushing her blond hair before she went to bed. Beth had arranged for Rebeka to be in her room last year, which wasn't hard because there were so few Gryffindor so most of the rooms didn't have the four people they could have. So Rebeka shared a room with two 3rd years and another 2nd year.

"It's actually really nice to be back here." Beth sighed and fell back onto her bed; "My bed at home isn't nearly as comfortable."

"Mine either!" The other second year, Merriam Greenwalde, sighed, "I'm so tired too."

Pretty soon all of the girls in Rebeka's room were sound asleep, except for Rebeka of course. No, Rebeka's eyes were wide open as she looked at the darkened room. She sighed and threw herself out of bed and began to pace, muttering to herself about the Ceremony.

"Why would they think Hollie would be a good Slytherin? And why did the Sorting Hat spilt up the Prior twins?" She mumbled, "Was it all just a coincidence? Why would we get Tony and they get Hollie? And what is Chad being so secretive about…nothing makes sense to me…"

"Oh goodness Bek, if your going to talk to yourself, do it somewhere where I'm not trying to sleep!" Beth's annoyed voice rose from the corner bed next to the door. Rebeka blushed and quietly made her way to the commons room. Even though it was empty, the fire was roaring from the front fireplace. She walked over and piled herself into the overstuffed chair closest to it. She stared at the orange flames, hoping they would answer her questions and lure her to sleep. Unfortunately, they provided nothing but warmth, so she does stared at them disappointed.

"What are doing up still?" A voice said over in the next chair, she turned to see Chad sitting there with a questioning glance, "Can't sleep?"

"That's obvious isn't it?" She answered and turned back to watch the flames again.

"Are you waiting for those to change colors or something?" He joked, then waved his wand, " Fira Turnicus!"

The fire began turning shades that normal fires never changed too; pinks, greens, and beautiful sapphire blues. Rebeka rolled her eyes; she hated that Chad was so good at magic. He made her look so incompetent.

"Do you use that to impress the girls in Gryffindor?" She asked him snidely, he laughed.

"Of course I do my dear, of course I do. Now why are you still up? That Hollie thing not getting to you is it?"

"Yes and no." She looked over at him again, "It's many different things. One day back at Hogwarts and already my life's a soap opera."

"Well knock one of your problems off on me." He smiled, so she smiled.

"Well, the most confusing one is my family, did I ever tell you about them?" She gave him a sideways glance as he shook his head no, "My family are supposedly magic users, but for some reason they ran off to live as Muggles. We've been trying to figure out why for almost 2 years now and we haven't been able to find out anything."

Chad looked away from her, "That's weird, do you know why they left?"

"Nope, no clue. My mother supposes that maybe they just got sick of it, but that seems a little off," She said, confused, "I mean what witch do you know would just happen to get sick of being a witch?"

"None that I know of." He chuckled a little bit, "How come you never told me about this sooner?"

"Don't know, I feel like it's a bad thing or something." She shrugged, "Like maybe someone around here knows a dark secret about my past and if I tell them, then everyone will hate me."

"I don't hate you," Chad put his head down to look at his wand, "And I wouldn't hate you if I did know what the Skyelars did."

"We only recently found out that dad and grandpa are both wizards. My grandpa keeps trying to turn things into frogs. It never worked, they turn blue or something." Rebeka smiled at the thought of her grandpa.

"Interesting... Skyelar huh?" He asked her.

"Yeah."

"They aren't that well known." Chad shrugged, but still didn't look at her; "Those who are known I beleive are known for their scientific research in Magic use. Back in the day there were Skylars who wants to find out exaclty why magic worked. They disapeared around 200 years ago, they're probably your family."

"How do you know that?" Rebeka yawned, but Chad didn't seem to notice.

"I know all the magic users surnames, my dad taught them to me…" Chad suddenly got very quiet and looked away from her yet again.

"Is something wrong?" Rebeka put her hand on his arm, but he pulled away from her quickly.

"Nothing that sleep can't fix, I assure you my dear." He looked over and gave her a fake smile.

"I don't believe you." She said gruffly, he smiled.

"Good you shouldn't." He joked, "But it's nothing you should concern yourself with."

"Why not? Tell me what's wrong." Rebeka crossed her arms and stared at him.

"It's family issues too, but it is totally different from your problem."

"Is it your dad?" She asked, he looked at her with wide eyes, "What? Every time somebody mentions him you him to cringe."

"I don't cringe!" Chad argued making her smile.

"It's very slight, but I notice it…" She sighed, "I wish you would tell me about him, maybe I can help."

Chad smirked at her, "Now is not the time for me to tell you everything, but I will say that he is a famous wizard with physic abilities…if you lived in the Wizard world more, you would hear about him eventually."

That's true, even in London her and her father still lived as muggles. She had absolutely no idea what was going on in the wizarding world.

"Do you not like your dads fame?" Rebeka was so full of questions that it made Chad uncomfortable.

"No, but there are many things about him I don't like." Chad slumped in his chair, "But like I said, now is not the time."

"Well, when will be the time?"

"You'll know." Chad turned the fire back to the bright orange it once was and stood up, "I'm going to bed, I would suggest you do the same."

"Okay father…" She smiled and stood up as well. Both said their good-byes and went back to their rooms. Rebeka was dead tired when she walked into her room and over to her bed, it had suddenly hit her as she was walking up the stairs. She said goodnight to Videl and turned toward her bed - a note lay on the pillow. She looked around, wondering who left it there, she thought she was the only one still awake. Looking around her room she noticed that her roommates had been soundly sleeping, so most likely it wasn't one of them. Rebeka then walked over and picked up her wand.

"Lumos!" She whispered and a small white light appeared at the end of her wand. She then picked it up and read what was scribbled on it:


Skyelar,

You had better leave if you know what Is good for you. Leave and never look back, go back to the Muggle world you Are used too…Before you and your sister get hurt….

Rebeka dropped the letter like it was on fire and ran over to Beth, who was still sleeping. She began to shake her wildly.

"BETH!" She hissed in Beth's ear, Beth groaned, "BETH!"

"What!?" Beth replied in a scratchy, tired voice, "What are you doing waking me up again?"

"Did anyone come in here while you guys were asleep?" Rebeka asked, Beth opened her eyes.

"Yeah you left, then you came back like 5 minutes ago and left again." She answered, "Now your back again…Mystery solved, go to sleep."

"I just got back, I wasn't here five minutes ago." Rebeka exclaimed is a loud whisper.

"Huh?" Beth began to sit up, "Then who came in here?"

"I don't know," Rebeka threw the letter down on Beth's lap, "But they left me this."

Beth picked it up and read it, getting help some Rebeka's lit up wand. When she was done her eyes got wide and she looked up at Rebeka, "Who would write this?"

"I don't know, but I think it has something to do with my family history," Rebeka sighed and Beth put her hand on her chin.

"We'll tell Professor McGonagall about it first thing in the morning, maybe she'll know something." Beth thought out loud and Rebeka sighed.

"You don't think they're serious do you?"

"Of course not! It's probably somebody's idea of a joke." Beth smiled, "Now go to bed, it'll all be solved in the morning."

Rebeka didn't say anything and began to walk back to her bed. She waved her wand and the light went out, so she crawled underneath the covers. Again though, she couldn't sleep, now she was wouldn't about if the letter was serious. What if it was? Then, what would she do? Her and her sister aren't as strong as mages as some people here are, since they hadn't had years of practice. They couldn't take most of the kids here. This began to worry Rebeka again and she hardly got any sleep that night.


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A/N: Oh the letter of doom! Somebody wants Rebeka out of there. Don't think that will happen though or else the story would end rather abruptly. "And so she leaves.... The End." haha.

Well, thanks for reading! Review if you want too!