A/N: All the characters recognizable are J.K Rowlings and not mine. This is a long chapter, mainly cuz of the sorting hat song. Please review! And feel free to criticize as much as u want! I am open to suggestions!
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The boat in which Sirius, Severus, and two other first years were in drifted to the magnificent
castle to dock. Sirius glumly walked out into the entrance to the castle. Was that boy with the
messy black hair right? Was his family really that bad? He wasn't like them at all! He shouldn't
be judged by what his family was like! He was appalled at the hypocrisy of it, here the boy was
mad at his family for being prejudiced and he was the one judging people by their heritage! It
just wasn't fair; he wasn't even given a chance. His thoughts were interrupted by the swing of
the big wooden doors as a tall man with brown hair entered.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, he said warmly. I am Darius Saxum, head of Gryffindor House. Before you get seated for the feast, you must be sorted into your appropriate houses"
Sirius felt his stomach lurch as the doors were opened and they filed in. The hall was huge, it
was piled with students and the ceiling, if there was one at all, looked as it had been enchanted
to look like the sky. He saw a patched old hat that was placed in the center of the room on a
stool. The hat opened its mouth (could it really be called a mouth?) and began to sing.
(A/N please excuse my (ahem) beautiful poetry)
I am the sorting hat
Of the great wizards of old
Be you beast of bird or bat
I'll send you to your fold
Four wizards, brilliant and achieved
Founded this great school
But at each other became peeved
So they created a new rule
Four houses we'll make
One for each founder
Our preference we'll take
The choices made sounder
Sharp Ravenclaw
Choosing those of wit
Makes knowledge her law
Only those smart will fit
Slytherin, full of cunning
Chooses his mainly for their blood
Non-pures are out of the running
None can enter whose blood has mud
Bold Gryffindor
Takes those of nerve
The students this house is for
It they must deserve
Kind Hufflepuff
She sees good in all
Those whose traits are not enough
Will not be doomed to fall.
So come, come to be sorted
Have not any wrath,
Let this ceremony not be aborted
You will find your path.
The sorting hat again opened its mouth and shouted out the name
"Allison, George!" A tall wiry blond haired boy walked up and placed the hat on his head.
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Andrews, Sarah!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Black, Sirius!"
Sirius took a deep breath and walked up the huge hallway. Here it goes, my first few steps to
Slytherin. He saw Pierce give him a smirk, sitting over with all his stuck up Slytherin friends.
Sirius grabbed the hat, and firmly placing it on his head sat down and waited for justice to be
done.
"Another Black I see . . . but you're not like the others, there's something in you that's different. Hmmm, Plenty of courage I see, no lack of wit either. And there's a very mischievous side to you, you're going to bring Hogwarts a lot of trouble from you I bet. So, I guess you think I'm going to put u in Slytherin, right?" Sirius nodded his head despairingly. "Wrong!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Siruis, almost giddy from relief walked to the Gryffindor table where he was met with stony
glances. Boy was this ever awkward. A tall black boy, sensing his peril motioned him to sit next to him. Sirius gratefully sat down as the boy held out his hand to shake.
"Kingsley Shacklebolt, I'm a prefect for Gryffindor, glad to have you with us." He said in a deep voice. "I'm also Quidditch captain, you play Quidditch? You have the look and build of a Beater, that's my position, so I'm kind of partial to it."
"I love Quidditch, he said, eyes shining; I play against my brothers sometimes."
"Good, you'll have to try out next season."
Sirius turned his attention back to the sorting as the hat yelled
"Evans, Lilly!" A girl with vivid red hair placed the hat on her head.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Evans, Mark!" A boy with reddish brown hair walked up to the hat and put it on.
"SLYTHERIN!"
Sirius glanced at the girl as her twin sat at the Slytherin table, worry written over her face.
"Karkaroff, Igor!"
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Lupin, Remus!"
Remus strode down the hall a bit worried, what if the hat didn't accept people like him? He had
tried to act normal around James and Peter, but inside his stomach had been churning with
worry. Dumbledore gave him a reassuring smile. He breathed a deep breath and put the hat on.
"Hmm, yes, Dumbledore told me about you, a very interesting case. Now which house? You're very bright, hardworking, not short of courage either. Better be in. . . .
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Lupin grinned; maybe this won't be so bad after all. He was filled with elation, as if nothing
could ever go wrong again, he just hoped Peter and James would be in the same house. The hat
called out a number of names until it came to the name,
"Pettigrew, Peter!"
Peter walked up hoping to death he would be in Gryffindor. Placing the hat on, he squinted his
eyes shut and hoped for the best.
"Hmm, you're a hard one I can tell; you're very tricky, crafty also. You follow whoever has the most likely chance of getting the furthest, whoever will keep you safe. I would put you in Slytherin except I sense you deeply desire to be in. . . .
"GRYFFINDOR"
Smiling at Remus who was giving him a thumbs up, he walked over and sat down, not even
worrying over what the hat had said, just glad he was with his friend.
"Potter, James"
James walked confidently up to the hat, winking at Remus and Peter as he passed. He was glad
that his friends were in Gryffindor, which he was sure to be in. His whole family had been in
Gryffindor. He places the hat on his head.
"Confident, so confident, yet good reason to be. Smart, talented, and full of trouble. Only one place for you!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
He sauntered over to the table where he sat down next to Remus and Peter grinning as he said
"Told ya I'd be in Gryffindor"
"Snape, Severus!"
He turned around to see a greasy hooked nosed boy walk up nervously and put on the hat.
"SLYTHERIN!"
"He certainly looks Slytherin." Muttered James.
"Is Slytherin really all that bad?" said a voice to his left.
James turned around to see a pretty girl with bright red hair and sparkling green eyes.
"ARE THEY THAT BAD? Where have you been? They're only the worst! Anyone in Slytherin goes bad, they're all jerks. Every single one, you'd best stay away from them!"
Her beautiful eyes filled up with tears.
"That's my brother you're talking about!" she said and flounced off to sit at the other side of the table.
"The old Potter charm, eh?" teased Remus.
"You shut up, replied James, how was I supposed to know her dumb brother was in Slytherin?"
"Well, maybe if you had paid attention to the sorting. . ."
"Yeah, right."
"You might also have noticed that that guy you yelled at about his being in Slytherin just so happens to be in Gryffindor."
"What?" James said scowling as he looked at the boy on the other side of the table.
"Sorting hat must've made a mistake." He said and turned back to his food.