Destined For Greatness
Child of the new Dawn
Disclaimer: don't own don't sue
Thanks to Kemenran for betaing
The Sorting
The boat stopped with a dull thud on the bank. Al and Kent promptly jumped out and waited for the rest of the small fleet.
Once all the boats had been pulled up on the bank and checked by the wheezy woman, she herded them up a path and to a large wooden door. She knocked once sharply and waited.
The door opened and a tall blonde wizard with a long beard appeared.
"First years, Professor Dippet" The woman wheezed bowing slightly.
"Thank you," He said, "I'll take them from here. Follow me please."
Walking beside one another, Kent and Al followed the man into a huge stone room with flickering torches on the walls. The man stopped and turned to them,
"Welcome to Hogwarts. I am Professor Dippet, deputy headmaster and transfiguration teacher. In just a few moments the sorting will began. The house you are sorted into will become your like home and family. The houses are Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slytherin, and Gryffindor; each of which has produced many honorable witches and wizards. Achievements will gain your house points and any rule breaking will lose your house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points will receive the house cup, an honorable event I'm sure you all want to assist you houses in. I'll be with you in a moment to begin the ceremony."
Whispers broke out the moment the door closed. In less than a minute, Al had heard over ten different stories on how you were sorted. From answering riddles to wrestling trolls.
"I'M sure, that I'll get into Slytherin. After all, my family has been in that house for generations. I just feel sorry for all those who don't have any wizard background, it must be awful not knowing anyone." Said a boy.
"I can't stand people like that," Kent muttered to Al who nodded.
The boy had seen them talking and walked over to them, "You two know what I'm talking about don't you? Or are YOU from a muggle family?"
"Does it matter?" Kent asked shrugging.
"Of course it does! They're just not the same, they don't know are ways, some don't even know about magic till they get their letter! Whoever you are you've got no wizarding pride!"
Kent glared at him, "My name is Kenton Ollivander and if being that thickly prejudice is what you call wizarding pride I'm glad I don't have any!"
The boy looked at Kent in disgust, then turned to Al and looked him up and down, "You're a Dumbledore aren't you? If anybody-"
"Will you stop judging people by their last names! Magic is magic, it doesn't matter what type of family they have. Yes, I'm Albus Dumbledore, but you haven't given your name yet." Al snapped at him, in what his family called, atrocious temper.
The boy smirked and drew himself up proudly, "I'm Vito Grindelwald, my father was Donovan Grindelwald."
Al had to force back a wince. The Grindelwalds, one of the most ancient and dark magic family in the wizarding world. He had always been told to be respectful of them.
'Whoops'
Luckily he was saved as the door reopened and Professor Dippet returned, "We're ready for you."
Vito shot them one last glare before walking off. Al and Kent shared a look before following.
The entered yet another large room, but this one was filled with people. They walked up in a row between two of the four tables and stopped before a four-legged stool that sat before a fifth table where the teachers sat.
Professor Dippet sat a dirty, old, patched hat on the stool and stepped back. Everyone stared at the hat for a moment before a rip appeared at the rim.
Long ago the wizards old Feared their secrets would go untold That magic users would forget The wisdom of the fold
So thus this school came to be Created by the best So everyone would learn And the arguments would rest
Each founder chose each student Hand picked every one And so I will sort you Until the task is done
Great Gryffindor chose the brave of heart Wise Ravenclaw those with wit Sweet Hufflepuff chose the kindest to start And shred Slytherin those with ambition would fit
So now I will sort you For I have never yet been wrong And find the house where you belong
The hat fell silent as everyone applauded. Professor Dippet unrolled a piece if parchment and started to call out names. As each name was called the hat would be placed on the kid's head and would call out the house name he or she would be in.
Al watched with growing anticipation, as they started down the alphabet.
"Dumbledore, Albus!"
Gulping, Al forced himself forward toward the hat and sat down on the stool. Professor Dippet put the hat over his head and Al looked at the inside of the hat waiting.
"Ah, a Dumbledore!" A small voice said in his ear, "Hummmm.... Lets see........ Difficult......... a great mind I see.......... A desire to prove yourself beyond your family name as well.........there's great talent in you.............. and a spot of mischief! Now where to put you? Ah, you wish to stop the prejudice as well........a noble goal......... and you have the courage to do that as well............ yes I think so............. We shall see great things from you Albus Dumbledore.......... GRYFFINDOR!"
Breathing a sigh of relief Al put the hat back on the stool and joined the Gryffindor's. He glanced up toward the end of the table and Aber was telling his friends that his little brother had made Gryffindor.
He sat back and watched as the line continued to move. Vido Grindelwald's head had just touched the hat before it yelled, "Slytherin!".
Poor Kent was getting paler by the minute until his name was called. The hat stayed silent for a long while before announcing him a Ravenclaw.
After the last name was called, Professor Dippet rolled up the parchment and carried the hat and stool away.
The wizened headmaster rose and said, "Let the feast begin."
Al and Kent shared a smile across the room before digging into the food.
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A/N review please!
Thanks to ~
Sasinak- thanks! Any way I could make it easier?
Athenakitty- everyone is nervous before a sorting. I'm sticking with the canon gryffindor. Yep the Grindelwalds
Scarysecrets- lol hey I think I'm over it! Lol the moontrimer was an actually broom. It was in one of the books that go along with Harry potter like the magical creature one I keep using. Lol I couldn't help myself! Thank you I've never been called ingenious before! Thanks! Hope you liked this chappie!
Noodlejelly- thanks! I know there aren't so I gave this one a go. Hope you like!
Child of the new Dawn
Disclaimer: don't own don't sue
Thanks to Kemenran for betaing
The Sorting
The boat stopped with a dull thud on the bank. Al and Kent promptly jumped out and waited for the rest of the small fleet.
Once all the boats had been pulled up on the bank and checked by the wheezy woman, she herded them up a path and to a large wooden door. She knocked once sharply and waited.
The door opened and a tall blonde wizard with a long beard appeared.
"First years, Professor Dippet" The woman wheezed bowing slightly.
"Thank you," He said, "I'll take them from here. Follow me please."
Walking beside one another, Kent and Al followed the man into a huge stone room with flickering torches on the walls. The man stopped and turned to them,
"Welcome to Hogwarts. I am Professor Dippet, deputy headmaster and transfiguration teacher. In just a few moments the sorting will began. The house you are sorted into will become your like home and family. The houses are Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slytherin, and Gryffindor; each of which has produced many honorable witches and wizards. Achievements will gain your house points and any rule breaking will lose your house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points will receive the house cup, an honorable event I'm sure you all want to assist you houses in. I'll be with you in a moment to begin the ceremony."
Whispers broke out the moment the door closed. In less than a minute, Al had heard over ten different stories on how you were sorted. From answering riddles to wrestling trolls.
"I'M sure, that I'll get into Slytherin. After all, my family has been in that house for generations. I just feel sorry for all those who don't have any wizard background, it must be awful not knowing anyone." Said a boy.
"I can't stand people like that," Kent muttered to Al who nodded.
The boy had seen them talking and walked over to them, "You two know what I'm talking about don't you? Or are YOU from a muggle family?"
"Does it matter?" Kent asked shrugging.
"Of course it does! They're just not the same, they don't know are ways, some don't even know about magic till they get their letter! Whoever you are you've got no wizarding pride!"
Kent glared at him, "My name is Kenton Ollivander and if being that thickly prejudice is what you call wizarding pride I'm glad I don't have any!"
The boy looked at Kent in disgust, then turned to Al and looked him up and down, "You're a Dumbledore aren't you? If anybody-"
"Will you stop judging people by their last names! Magic is magic, it doesn't matter what type of family they have. Yes, I'm Albus Dumbledore, but you haven't given your name yet." Al snapped at him, in what his family called, atrocious temper.
The boy smirked and drew himself up proudly, "I'm Vito Grindelwald, my father was Donovan Grindelwald."
Al had to force back a wince. The Grindelwalds, one of the most ancient and dark magic family in the wizarding world. He had always been told to be respectful of them.
'Whoops'
Luckily he was saved as the door reopened and Professor Dippet returned, "We're ready for you."
Vito shot them one last glare before walking off. Al and Kent shared a look before following.
The entered yet another large room, but this one was filled with people. They walked up in a row between two of the four tables and stopped before a four-legged stool that sat before a fifth table where the teachers sat.
Professor Dippet sat a dirty, old, patched hat on the stool and stepped back. Everyone stared at the hat for a moment before a rip appeared at the rim.
Long ago the wizards old Feared their secrets would go untold That magic users would forget The wisdom of the fold
So thus this school came to be Created by the best So everyone would learn And the arguments would rest
Each founder chose each student Hand picked every one And so I will sort you Until the task is done
Great Gryffindor chose the brave of heart Wise Ravenclaw those with wit Sweet Hufflepuff chose the kindest to start And shred Slytherin those with ambition would fit
So now I will sort you For I have never yet been wrong And find the house where you belong
The hat fell silent as everyone applauded. Professor Dippet unrolled a piece if parchment and started to call out names. As each name was called the hat would be placed on the kid's head and would call out the house name he or she would be in.
Al watched with growing anticipation, as they started down the alphabet.
"Dumbledore, Albus!"
Gulping, Al forced himself forward toward the hat and sat down on the stool. Professor Dippet put the hat over his head and Al looked at the inside of the hat waiting.
"Ah, a Dumbledore!" A small voice said in his ear, "Hummmm.... Lets see........ Difficult......... a great mind I see.......... A desire to prove yourself beyond your family name as well.........there's great talent in you.............. and a spot of mischief! Now where to put you? Ah, you wish to stop the prejudice as well........a noble goal......... and you have the courage to do that as well............ yes I think so............. We shall see great things from you Albus Dumbledore.......... GRYFFINDOR!"
Breathing a sigh of relief Al put the hat back on the stool and joined the Gryffindor's. He glanced up toward the end of the table and Aber was telling his friends that his little brother had made Gryffindor.
He sat back and watched as the line continued to move. Vido Grindelwald's head had just touched the hat before it yelled, "Slytherin!".
Poor Kent was getting paler by the minute until his name was called. The hat stayed silent for a long while before announcing him a Ravenclaw.
After the last name was called, Professor Dippet rolled up the parchment and carried the hat and stool away.
The wizened headmaster rose and said, "Let the feast begin."
Al and Kent shared a smile across the room before digging into the food.
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A/N review please!
Thanks to ~
Sasinak- thanks! Any way I could make it easier?
Athenakitty- everyone is nervous before a sorting. I'm sticking with the canon gryffindor. Yep the Grindelwalds
Scarysecrets- lol hey I think I'm over it! Lol the moontrimer was an actually broom. It was in one of the books that go along with Harry potter like the magical creature one I keep using. Lol I couldn't help myself! Thank you I've never been called ingenious before! Thanks! Hope you liked this chappie!
Noodlejelly- thanks! I know there aren't so I gave this one a go. Hope you like!