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Hermione walked into the Great Hall to see that in the place of the ceiling, was the sky outside with many floating candles every were. There were five tables in the room. One was for the Headmaster and the professors, while the other four were for the students.
The Great Hall was larger then the cafeteria at Hermione's old school. She just couldn't keep from wondering how she could have been chosen to go to this school. It seemed too elegant for her!
The large group Hermione was in started walking towards the front of the room were the Headmaster was seated. He had a long white beard, he was wearing periwinkle robes, and his crescent moon spectacles sat on his nose. He looked all high-and-mighty.
The lady, who led the group into the room, had just placed a battered hat down on a little stool and stepped back to watch.
The hat was called the Sorting Hat, as Hermione overheard someone talking. The Sorting hat said...
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty, But don't judge on what you see, I'll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat then me. You can keep you 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 you 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 folk 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 hand (though I have none) For I'm the Thinking Cap!"
Once the Sorting Hat finished, the whole room broke out into an applause. Hermione thought, 'A bewitched hat? What else is to come next?!' Hermione was the first one called up and when she heard her name, she went rather pale. Hermione walked slowly out of the crowd. She looked behind her, and every one was watching! 'How am I ever going to get this done?' Hermione thought while she sat down. The hat fell down past her eyes, so all she could see was the inside of the shabby hat.
After a silent moments pause, the Sorting Hat screamed, GRYFFINDOR! Then every one at the Gryffindor table stood up and cheered. Hermione happily skipped off to the Gryffindor table and took a seat.
While the Sorting Hat carried on with the sorting, Hermione couldn't help but notice a black haired boy standing at the back of the line. Then Professor McGonagall said the name; "Harry Potter" and the room fell dead silent. After the silence, while the Sorting Hat was on Harry's head, Hermione heard some people say, "Isn't that the same Potter that defeated You-Know-Who?"
Hermione, realizing who Harry was, clapped the loudest when Harry was chosen Gryffindor. Harry took a seat next to Hermione an looked back up to were his friend Ron was seated on the stool with the Sorting Hat on his head.
His face was the color of his bright red hair. Then the Sorting Hat placed him in Gryffindor and he came and sat down on the other side of Harry. "Boy, I thought we would have to do something hard to be placed into our houses!" Harry turned to Ron and they started talking.
Hermione thought that she knew Harry from somewhere, so she decided to ask. "Excuse me." Hermione tapped Harry on his shoulder and he turned and looked at her. "Do I know you?" Hermione asked.
Harry searched his memories of his old school and remembered seeing someone that went there that looked sort of like the one who was speaking to him now.
"I think so, is your last name by chance, Granger?" Harry asked His face lit up seeing a familiar face. "Harry! It's me Hermione! Remember last year we did a project together in social studies?" Harry almost squeezed Hermione to death!
"Good to see you 'Mione!" He saw that his new friend Ron was looking at them with wide eyes. "Harry, who is this?" Ron said with a sort of scared voice. "Sorry, Ron. This is Hermione Ganger, We used to go to the same muggle school before we knew about this place."
Ron's face was so confused that Hermione couldn't help but laugh. "Well, anyways, I'm Ron Weasly." Ron said. "Draco Malfoy!" said the Lady at the front holding a long scroll. A rather average height blonde haired boy slouched out of the crowd and took a seat on the stool.
The Sorting Hat nearly touched Draco's head when it shouted, "SLYTHERIN!" and then there was a loud applause from the table right next to the Gryffindors. On his way to his seat, Draco walked over to the Gryffindor table and gave Harry and Ron a glare, before noticing the brunette girl sitting with them.
"Weasel-Be has made a friend! What Weasel, is this your first friend ever?" Draco gave a little snicker right as Hermione came in. "I wouldn't be talking. I don't see any of your friends. Where are they?" Draco switched his attention from Potty and Weasel to look at Hermione.
"What do you have to do with any of this? Buckteeth, Granger." Draco said, while trying to remember her name from earlier. Then he flounced off and joined the Slytherin table putting his attention to the front of the room were the sorting was still going on. After about twenty minutes, everyone was seated and talking to one another about being in their new houses.
Then the same lady from earlier, who Dean Thomas said was Professor McGonagall, stood before the vast crowd of students. "May I have your attention, please. The headmaster would like to say a few word." Then McGonagall sat back down and looked at the headmaster.
"I welcome you all back to another year at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and to a wonderful year for the first years. I hope that you may find your way around Hogwarts easily. Now, dig in." When Dumbledore sat down, all the golden plates on the table were immediately filled with delicious foods.
As Hermione was eating, she looked around at her surroundings. She thought, 'I can get used to this, I already have one friend, hopefully two. What more should I need?" And Hermione and her friends ate and talked the whole night long until they went to bed. Ready for the day that followed.
A./N.: I think that was the longest chapter so far! I am sort of switching around how the story goes but it plays along with the book pretty well.
Tell below hope you would rate my story from 1 to 10.
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Hermione walked into the Great Hall to see that in the place of the ceiling, was the sky outside with many floating candles every were. There were five tables in the room. One was for the Headmaster and the professors, while the other four were for the students.
The Great Hall was larger then the cafeteria at Hermione's old school. She just couldn't keep from wondering how she could have been chosen to go to this school. It seemed too elegant for her!
The large group Hermione was in started walking towards the front of the room were the Headmaster was seated. He had a long white beard, he was wearing periwinkle robes, and his crescent moon spectacles sat on his nose. He looked all high-and-mighty.
The lady, who led the group into the room, had just placed a battered hat down on a little stool and stepped back to watch.
The hat was called the Sorting Hat, as Hermione overheard someone talking. The Sorting hat said...
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty, But don't judge on what you see, I'll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat then me. You can keep you 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 you 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 folk 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 hand (though I have none) For I'm the Thinking Cap!"
Once the Sorting Hat finished, the whole room broke out into an applause. Hermione thought, 'A bewitched hat? What else is to come next?!' Hermione was the first one called up and when she heard her name, she went rather pale. Hermione walked slowly out of the crowd. She looked behind her, and every one was watching! 'How am I ever going to get this done?' Hermione thought while she sat down. The hat fell down past her eyes, so all she could see was the inside of the shabby hat.
After a silent moments pause, the Sorting Hat screamed, GRYFFINDOR! Then every one at the Gryffindor table stood up and cheered. Hermione happily skipped off to the Gryffindor table and took a seat.
While the Sorting Hat carried on with the sorting, Hermione couldn't help but notice a black haired boy standing at the back of the line. Then Professor McGonagall said the name; "Harry Potter" and the room fell dead silent. After the silence, while the Sorting Hat was on Harry's head, Hermione heard some people say, "Isn't that the same Potter that defeated You-Know-Who?"
Hermione, realizing who Harry was, clapped the loudest when Harry was chosen Gryffindor. Harry took a seat next to Hermione an looked back up to were his friend Ron was seated on the stool with the Sorting Hat on his head.
His face was the color of his bright red hair. Then the Sorting Hat placed him in Gryffindor and he came and sat down on the other side of Harry. "Boy, I thought we would have to do something hard to be placed into our houses!" Harry turned to Ron and they started talking.
Hermione thought that she knew Harry from somewhere, so she decided to ask. "Excuse me." Hermione tapped Harry on his shoulder and he turned and looked at her. "Do I know you?" Hermione asked.
Harry searched his memories of his old school and remembered seeing someone that went there that looked sort of like the one who was speaking to him now.
"I think so, is your last name by chance, Granger?" Harry asked His face lit up seeing a familiar face. "Harry! It's me Hermione! Remember last year we did a project together in social studies?" Harry almost squeezed Hermione to death!
"Good to see you 'Mione!" He saw that his new friend Ron was looking at them with wide eyes. "Harry, who is this?" Ron said with a sort of scared voice. "Sorry, Ron. This is Hermione Ganger, We used to go to the same muggle school before we knew about this place."
Ron's face was so confused that Hermione couldn't help but laugh. "Well, anyways, I'm Ron Weasly." Ron said. "Draco Malfoy!" said the Lady at the front holding a long scroll. A rather average height blonde haired boy slouched out of the crowd and took a seat on the stool.
The Sorting Hat nearly touched Draco's head when it shouted, "SLYTHERIN!" and then there was a loud applause from the table right next to the Gryffindors. On his way to his seat, Draco walked over to the Gryffindor table and gave Harry and Ron a glare, before noticing the brunette girl sitting with them.
"Weasel-Be has made a friend! What Weasel, is this your first friend ever?" Draco gave a little snicker right as Hermione came in. "I wouldn't be talking. I don't see any of your friends. Where are they?" Draco switched his attention from Potty and Weasel to look at Hermione.
"What do you have to do with any of this? Buckteeth, Granger." Draco said, while trying to remember her name from earlier. Then he flounced off and joined the Slytherin table putting his attention to the front of the room were the sorting was still going on. After about twenty minutes, everyone was seated and talking to one another about being in their new houses.
Then the same lady from earlier, who Dean Thomas said was Professor McGonagall, stood before the vast crowd of students. "May I have your attention, please. The headmaster would like to say a few word." Then McGonagall sat back down and looked at the headmaster.
"I welcome you all back to another year at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and to a wonderful year for the first years. I hope that you may find your way around Hogwarts easily. Now, dig in." When Dumbledore sat down, all the golden plates on the table were immediately filled with delicious foods.
As Hermione was eating, she looked around at her surroundings. She thought, 'I can get used to this, I already have one friend, hopefully two. What more should I need?" And Hermione and her friends ate and talked the whole night long until they went to bed. Ready for the day that followed.
A./N.: I think that was the longest chapter so far! I am sort of switching around how the story goes but it plays along with the book pretty well.
Tell below hope you would rate my story from 1 to 10.
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Morgan