LEGEND REWRITTEN by JKReviewer

Chapter 6 – Hogwarts welcome

"We need a name…" Orion suddenly exclaimed, looking very serious. Andy gave him a quick look, but then turned away and shook her head.

"A name for what?"  Harry finally said, voicing his curiousness. Even though he was getting a bit used to the strange things these two did, they were always amusing.

He gave Orion a curved smile and lifted an eyebrow urging him to continue.

"He means a name for us!" Andy cut her brother of. "A name for our prankster group…" she continued, rolling her eyes.

"Ahhh… Come of it sis!" Orion said jumping over to her, putting his arm around her – giving her a tight hug and a kiss on the forehead ("eeewwww!"). "You know you love me – and you want just as much to do with this soon-to-be-famous-group as I do!"

He sat back, a thoughtful smile on his face.

"What about the… Swarauders?" he tried, earning very weird stares from Harry and Andy. "You know… after the famous Marauders?"

Andy sighed. "Bro, let me and Harry handle the name okay?" she patted him on the head, patronizing him.

"But…"

"WE will handle it! Sorry bro…" she said, considering something it appeared. "But you can come up with out motto?"

"We need a motto?" Harry inquired.

"Good idea sis… Ok let's see!" he sat down again, ignoring Harry's question. Or maybe he just didn't hear it. "Something that… describes us! You know?"

Harry gave him a funny look and shrugged. "We don't really know each other that well do we?"

"Nonsense Potter… Okay now!" Orion clasped his hands together. "What are we about? Pranks?"

"Mischeif?" Harry broke in.

"Yeah that's good Harry. Mischief and… and…" Orion tried, eventually looking at his sister for help.

"What?" she said. "It isn't all about pranks you know. I want to be the best at transfiguration… And didn't you always say that Defence against the Dark Art 'would be yours'?"

Orion nodded slowly. He actually looked somber for a few seconds. Harry was shocked. "Yeah – we are gonna be the best there is. Right Harry?" His face lit up again.

Harry nodded. "Yeah… the best!" he whispered more to himself than anyone else. He had always wanted to be the best – to show people what he could do. Somehow he felt that people expected so much of him, and not only because of that stupid scar. His parents were brilliant – and so was uncle Remus and Sirius. He had to be good. A light suddenly flicked in his head.

"Mastery?"

The other two looked at him, frowns on their faces. Harry smiled. "Mischief and Mastery?"

The other two nodded and smiled. "Mischief and Mastery it is. Now about that name… What about… The Barauders!?"

Andy groaned.

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As all the first years tried to make it out of the door at the same time, there were of course a lot of pushed and moving your way forward. Harry lost sight of Orion and Andy as he allowed a young brown haired girl to come out before him. She blushed when she looked at him, and mumbled a quiet 'thanks'!

"Firs-years, firs-years… over 'ere!" a booming voice greeted them as they stood at the station. The largest man Harry had ever seen stood before them, and a few of the girls actually covered and walked back. But then, as he smiled – Harry recognized the giant.

"Hagrid! Hagrid!" he called and the Gamekeeper found the voice and waved at him. A smiloe hidden behind the massive beard.

"See ya later 'arry. Find ye-self a boat to the castle!" He pointed towards twenty or so lantern lit boats at the bank of a great lake. Harry nodded and walked alongside two others towards the nearest boat.

He took one look around to see if he recognized anyone, but still no sight of either of the twins.

Harry sat down in the boat quietly, trying his best not to get it too much out of balance – all the while searching for his friends. They had to be somewhere…

He was so caught up in his search that when the bots actually started moving, he hadn't even noticed that other first years had taken the vacant seats besides him. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see that they were all looking at him with curious frowns on their faces. But as soon as he turned to face them, they looked away. All except one.

The boy had really noticeable red hair, a lot of freckles and was currently watching Harry with a strange look through his slightly narrowed eyes. Harry titled his head and challenged his stare a bit – he hated it when people looked at him like that. Like they tried to figure out, if he would throw a curse at them at the next blink of an eye, or something like that.

"Are you Harry Potter?" the boy suddenly blurted out, and the boat made a large shift and a splash – as the other two boys turned back to looking at Harry.

The next long moments were spent in complete silence. Harry sighed. He knew this would come. His entire life he had walked a line between wanting to know a lot of people while not able to, and wanting to be left unknown and alone. But, he reasoned with himself – it's the good Bertie's multi-flavour beans with the bad ones.

"Yeah I am…" Harry said slowly, ignoring the gasp from the other two boys. Silence fell on the boat, and he was thankful for it. Harry sighed, but then breath caught in his throat as the boats rounded a cliff and Hogwarts finally came into view.

Harry didn't even realize it, but he stood up in the boat, making the other three shout. A strange tinkling ran down his spine, and he shuddered with a smile.

"Hogwarts…" he whispered to the wind, his eyes glowing like Christmas Eve. His smiled widened, and he would have jumped in and swam to the shore if he had thought he could do it faster than the boats.

The castle was huge, even bigger than he had thought. It seemed to radiate majesty and power – and for a moment Harry was sure it glowed a bright blue.

He shook his head and sat down again, the smile never leaving his face. Somehow just seeing the place which had been the core of his bedtime stories for years, vanquished every drop of nervousness – every sparkle of irritation.

The other kids so feel this as well if there loud sighs were any indication, and the two who had been too afraid to look at him was now facing him again.

No-one said anything and the silence from before returned to the boat. Harry sighed and rolled his eyes discreetly. It was all up to him then…

"And you are?" he said as polite as possible, looking at them in turn. The two blond boys looked at each other and then at the red-head as if he were their leader. Obviously they were waiting for him to say something first.

The red haired boy didn't notice. Instead he had extended his hand, and smiled a bit.

"I'm Ron Weasley…"

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Ten minutes later as the boat pulled in Harry was still trying to digest all the info he had gotten in just such a short time. After the initial breaking of the ice, it had been information overload.

The two blond boys were named Terry Boot and Ernie Macmillan and, surprisingly Harry thought, was actually quite happy to give out information about themselves. So was Ron or Ronald as his real name was. He had five brothers, all older and a little sister who would be starting next year. The boat had reached the shores in the middle of Ron's description of his older brother Charlie's life.

"And then a dragon appeared out of nowhere and…"

Suddenly Ron became quite, and so did everyone else. Harry looked to the stairs of the castle, which they had finally reached. A very strict looking old witch stood at the top of the stairs before they huge door to the castle.

She surveyed the students with a strange small smile tucking at the of her mouth as she set her eyes on Harry, but when he looked again it was gone. Maybe it was just his imagination.

"Welcome first years… I am Deputy Headmaster Professor Minerva McGonagall. Follow me if you please!" she said in a calm yet powerful voice, making sure everyone heard before she turned and led the students into a small chamber by what, Harry guessed from the voices, must be the Great Hall.

He couldn't be sure, but Harry was almost positive he could feel a strange warmth spreading through his veins the second he set foot inside. Maybe it was just a warming spell he thought.

He looked around him and noticed that he had somehow lost Ron, but instead Orion had just made his way over to him, giving him a poke in the ribs as an indication. He was about to whisper something, but Professor McGonagall beat him too it.

"Welcome to Hogwarts…" she began. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory and spend free time in your house common room."

Then she went on to talk about the different houses that they could be sorted in, but Harry already knew those. And he also knew that there was only one house he wanted to be in.

"…your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule-breaking will lose house points…" McGonagall continued, but Harry didn't get the rest as Orion had leaned close, demanding his attention.

"Which one you think we will do more? Points gaining or rule breaking?" he whispered, the amusement evident in his voice. Harry found himself smiling.

"Both!" he whispered back. "Mischief and Mastery!"

"Mischief and Mastery!" Orion whispered back and retreated.

 Diagonally in front of him, he could see Andy giving him a discreet thumbs-up before returning to looking at McGonagall.

"I shall return when we are ready for you…" McGonagall ended her speech. "Please be quite!"

A great murmur broke out amongst the students. Some whispering excitedly, some looking very frightened. A young brown haired boy next to Harry looked close to a breakdown.

Harry smiled at him, and the boy tried smiling back. The boy wasn't as tall as Harry, maybe a few inches shorter – and his light greyish blue eyes darted around for a few seconds before stopping back on Harry.

"Sorry to bother you… but do you know how they sort people in to houses?" he began in a quiet voice. He looked really frightened. "I heard some of the other students talk about a test… and that guy over there…" he pointed at a red-haired boy Harry recognized as Ron. "…he told me his brothers said we should fight a troll!"

Harry laughed softly, still smiling. He moved closer to the boy and said in a hushed voice. "Don't worry about it. I am sure it is nothing like that." Harry shrugged. "My parents always just told me to be myself when they day came… but they never actually said what it was. A surprise…"

This seemed to cheer the boy up a bit, but he still didn't seem entirely convinced. He looked around again, eyeing Orion strangely for a second. Harry wasn't surprised. Out of the whole lot of first years, only he and the Malfoy kid, who was now back to normal – looked completely calm and fearless. Harry chuckled inwardly.

"I take it you are a… a full-blood wizard then…" he began and then stopped. The door to the Great Hall had opened and Professor McGonagall had reappeared.

"Move along now…" she said sharply. "The Sorting Ceremony is about to begin!"

The first years formed a line quickly. Harry had Orion before him and the nervous boy from before just behind him, as they all walked through a set of double-doors after the professor.

Harry gasped at what his eyes was showing him. Never had he imagined a place as spectacular as this. The Hall was huge without comparison, thousands of candles floating freely in mid-air – and the ceiling. Harry opened his mouth without wanting to and just stared. It was like it wasn't even there; the night sky in all is glamour lay freely before his eyes.

The boy behind him gave him a slight nudge making him move again so he wouldn't create a hole in the line.

Around him was four huge tables, one for each house he guessed. And at the end was the high table, probably the teachers table he judged from the people sitting there. His stomach gave a great jump as he saw Albus Dumbledore smiling at him. Harry had met him many times of course, sometimes he even attended his birthdays – but it was still strange that the most powerful wizard alive was that close!

Harry managed a nervous smile back

The butterflies in his stomach had multiplied by a thousandth in a matter of thirty seconds since he entered the hall, and even though he had been looking forward to this moment all his life – he was dreading what was to come. To say it plainly – he was bloody nervous.

At the front Professor McGonagall had just placed a very old hat at a small four legged stool, before walking away. Every one of the already enlisted students was looking at the hat with great interest so Harry did so too.

Suddenly a crack in the hat seemed to open and it began to sing:

'Oh you may not think me pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands(though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!'

Everyone cheered as the song ended, and Harry wasn't sure whether it was because of the song or because it ended. Still though, he sighed a breath of relief. All he had to do was wear an old hat… That should be do-able. He hoped.

More sighs could be heard from the group of students, and a quite murmur broke out. But as Professor McGonagall strode forwards with a large scroll everyone went quite again.

"When I call your name you will put on the hat, sit on the stool to be sorted… Abbott, Hannah"

A girl with blond pig-tails stumbled forwards, sat down on the chair and pulled on the hat. It was way to be big for her and almost covered her eys. There was a brief, maybe only seconds long pause before…

"HUFFLEPUFF"

The girl blushed pink and made her way towards the encoring Hufflepuff table, where she sat down to congratulations and pats on the back.

"Anderson, Evan"

A deep intake of breath just behind Harry told him the name of the boy from before. Slowly, looking sickly pale – he emerged from the line. He looked to Harry for a brief second who forced a smile. "Don't worry mate!" Orion whispered as he walked by and the boys footsteps quickened a bit. He pulled on the hat and for two long minutes nothing happened.

Evan looked like he was talking to himself from time to time, and Harry was beginning to think the hat might have broken down until,

"GRYFFINDOR"

The table on the far left exploded with cheers as the first of the new ones joined their ranks. Evan still looked very pale but a small smile was on his lips now. Somehow that comforted Harry a bit.

The list when on and on, Harry only recognizing a few from the boat as Terry Boot went to Ravenclaw and Ernie Macmillan went to Hufflepuff. Vaguely he thought he recognized a 'Granger, Hermione' as she sat down at the Gryffindor table besides Evan, but he wasn't sure.

The nasty bugger, Malfoy looked very please as the hat sent him to Slytherin before it even touched his head. Hopefully Harry wouldn't go there. He shivered.

Finally, after 'Perks, Sally-Anne' had been placed, McGonagall read: "Potter, Harry"

Suddenly all the attention in the Great Hall turned to him, and everyone was whispering to the one besides them "The Harry Potter...?", "Look, I think I can see the scar…" and all sorts of bits of conversation reached Harry's ears.

All he wanted was to get this over with, and he forced his feet to walk towards the stool. One of the teachers, a black haired mean looking one, was eyeing him with great disgust. Harry already knew who that was.

He sat down and picked up the hat, slowly placing it on his head. A small voice spoke quietly in his ear.

"Hmm… Difficult, very difficult. Plenty of talent, powerful yes – and a deep sense of courage and loyalty. And a mischievous mind, I see plans and schemes in your future young Mister Potter. Ahh yes… and a thirst to prove that you belong, were to put you…" it wondered. Harry clenched his fists and whispered to himself. "Not Slytherin, not Slytherin – put me in Gryffindor!"

"Gryffindor, you say. Well, you certainly belong there – but you could be great in Slytherin too. Are you sure – well then all I can say is… GRYFFINDOR!"

Harry received the loudest applause yet, and two twin boys who looked an awful lot like Ron was doing some sort of victory dance.

Everyone wanted to congratulate Harry as he sat down, but his attention was quickly brought back to the sorting. He crossed his fingers in pure habit after 'Weasley, Ronald' was sorted into Gryffindor. It was Andy's turn.

For long moments, nothing happened. Andy was actually smiling, and for a short moment she turned her head slightly and looked Harry in the eyes. Then, all of the sudden the hat yelled: "RAVENCLAW".

The blue colored table cheered loudly as Andy confidently took a place bsides Terry from the boat.

Harry was a little sad to see Andy depart to the neighboring table, but at least he could still hope that Orion would join him in the house of the lion.

"Winters, Orion" McGonagall read, and Harry noticed she gave Orion a strange look as he confidently walked to the stool, putting the hat on. Like it had happened with Malfoy, the hat answered only a second after touching his head – but this time the answer was something he liked as it roared: "GRYFFINDOR"!

Harry let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding – his 'partner in crime' would be joining him after all. Somehow, everything just seemed right.

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Sorry about the weird ending, but it's 1 am and I just wanted to get this out. Hope you guys are happy with my pace of submitting this time – a bit faster eh?

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