A/N: My friend, Rachel asked why in chapter 2 Myrtle's narrative says,
"Little did I know that this year would be my last". Well I was watching
that movie about that Kennedy cousin who killed his neighbor and a voice
over said, "In a week I would be dead" and I thought it was a good
foreshadowing attempt. The Sorting Hat song is from book 4, because I'm to
LAZY to think up my own.
As soon as the carriages stopped we walked up the stairs into the great hall.
"My little sister's a first year." Harry announced.
"Why didn't you tell us?" I asked as we entered the great hall. I looked up at the ceiling, which was bewitched to look like the sky, It was a very beautiful night at that, the sky was turning a very dark blueberry color and the stars were simple beautiful.
"I forgot," Harry said meekly. Obviously Harry was thinking the Nazi's were interrogating him.
"I mean I was so mad at Riddle for calling you a Mudblood" Harry continued.
"I've been through it a thousand times, him calling me a Mudblood doesn't hurt my feelings." I said. I was lying again, lying through my teeth. Since Rachael and Minerva were in another year and another dorm room, they would not hear me crying.
"Well, still you shouldn't take any of his mouthing off." Rachael said.
"If you want, I can take 500,000,000 points off of Slytherin." Minerva offered.
"It happened BEFORE school started, so no you can't." I said.
"Come on, then, the sorting is about to start." Hagrid said.
We went over to our Gryffindor table and sat down. Sometimes I wonder why I was but into this house. Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart. Ha! I'm not brave. I'm such a coward, even war broadcasts on the radio scare me.
The Sorting hat began to sing: A thousand years or more ago,
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Whose names are still well known:
Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
Shrewed Slytherin, from fen.
They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,
They launched a daring plan
To educate young sorcerers
Thus Hogwarts School began.
Now each of these four founders
Formed their own house, for each
Did value different virtues
In the ones they had to teach.
By Gryffindor, the bravest were
Prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest
would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hard workers were
Most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin
Loved those of great ambition.
While still alive they did divide
Their favorites from the throng,
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I could choose instead!
Now slip me snug about your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!
Soon they came to "Potter, Elisabeth".
A young girl with black hair came up and put on the hat, Harry crossed his fingers.
"Gyriffindor!" The hat cried. Our table erupted with cheers especially from Harry. Elisabeth ran over to our table and sat down next to her brother to watch the rest of the ceremony.
"Ok, Lizzie. These are my friends Myrtle, Hagrid, Rachael and Minerva." Harry said.
We smiled politely.
"Harry is she going to be in the group?" asked Minerva.
"I don't see why not. Lizzie, do you want to hang with us until you find some friends?" Harry asked.
Lizzie nodded.
"Cool, Welcome to the group." Rachael said.
"Thank you." Lizzie said. Then she turned to Hagrid
"Are you a giant?" She asked.
"Only half, don't worry I won't eat ya!" Hagrid joked.
Lizzie's eyes widened.
"He was only joking." Harry reassured her.
We ate our food and Professor Dippet (the Headmaster) said a few words and sent us all to bed.
"First year's this way!" Minerva's voice said over the crowd of Gyriffindors, Slytherin's, Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's. Tom Riddle looked over at us and he smiled at Minerva, who grimaced. Soon, finally we got to our common room Minerva gave the password, "Pig Snout", and we all walked in to the Common Room. Minerva directed us to our dormitories, Boys on the right girls on the left. I bid goodnight to my friends and Lizzie and went up to the 3rd year girl's dormitory and cried.
As soon as the carriages stopped we walked up the stairs into the great hall.
"My little sister's a first year." Harry announced.
"Why didn't you tell us?" I asked as we entered the great hall. I looked up at the ceiling, which was bewitched to look like the sky, It was a very beautiful night at that, the sky was turning a very dark blueberry color and the stars were simple beautiful.
"I forgot," Harry said meekly. Obviously Harry was thinking the Nazi's were interrogating him.
"I mean I was so mad at Riddle for calling you a Mudblood" Harry continued.
"I've been through it a thousand times, him calling me a Mudblood doesn't hurt my feelings." I said. I was lying again, lying through my teeth. Since Rachael and Minerva were in another year and another dorm room, they would not hear me crying.
"Well, still you shouldn't take any of his mouthing off." Rachael said.
"If you want, I can take 500,000,000 points off of Slytherin." Minerva offered.
"It happened BEFORE school started, so no you can't." I said.
"Come on, then, the sorting is about to start." Hagrid said.
We went over to our Gryffindor table and sat down. Sometimes I wonder why I was but into this house. Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart. Ha! I'm not brave. I'm such a coward, even war broadcasts on the radio scare me.
The Sorting hat began to sing: A thousand years or more ago,
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Whose names are still well known:
Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
Shrewed Slytherin, from fen.
They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,
They launched a daring plan
To educate young sorcerers
Thus Hogwarts School began.
Now each of these four founders
Formed their own house, for each
Did value different virtues
In the ones they had to teach.
By Gryffindor, the bravest were
Prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest
would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hard workers were
Most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin
Loved those of great ambition.
While still alive they did divide
Their favorites from the throng,
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I could choose instead!
Now slip me snug about your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!
Soon they came to "Potter, Elisabeth".
A young girl with black hair came up and put on the hat, Harry crossed his fingers.
"Gyriffindor!" The hat cried. Our table erupted with cheers especially from Harry. Elisabeth ran over to our table and sat down next to her brother to watch the rest of the ceremony.
"Ok, Lizzie. These are my friends Myrtle, Hagrid, Rachael and Minerva." Harry said.
We smiled politely.
"Harry is she going to be in the group?" asked Minerva.
"I don't see why not. Lizzie, do you want to hang with us until you find some friends?" Harry asked.
Lizzie nodded.
"Cool, Welcome to the group." Rachael said.
"Thank you." Lizzie said. Then she turned to Hagrid
"Are you a giant?" She asked.
"Only half, don't worry I won't eat ya!" Hagrid joked.
Lizzie's eyes widened.
"He was only joking." Harry reassured her.
We ate our food and Professor Dippet (the Headmaster) said a few words and sent us all to bed.
"First year's this way!" Minerva's voice said over the crowd of Gyriffindors, Slytherin's, Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's. Tom Riddle looked over at us and he smiled at Minerva, who grimaced. Soon, finally we got to our common room Minerva gave the password, "Pig Snout", and we all walked in to the Common Room. Minerva directed us to our dormitories, Boys on the right girls on the left. I bid goodnight to my friends and Lizzie and went up to the 3rd year girl's dormitory and cried.