A/N: The Sorting Hat song is mine. My lyrics.
Bella hurried into the great hall. The giant that had led them there scared her. She saw a hat being led there by a woman with hair tied in a tight bun, who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall. She took a seat next to a boy who looked as scared as she did.
"What's your name?" he asked her.
"Bellatrix Black. And yours?"
"Rodolphus Lestrange. And this is my twin, Rabastan." He gestured to a boy trying to look bored seated next to him.
Bella looked around. She spotted Andromeda and Sirius at the Gryffindor table, and at the Slytherin one saw Severus Snape. Then her eyes turned to the hat, which had begun to sing.
I'm a tarnished hat, you see You wonder what I do? I sort you into houses That are right for you.
Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw Slytherin and Gryffindor The founders of our lovely school Are the houses four.
For Hufflepuff you need to be Hard-working and diligent For Ravenclaw you need to be Witty and intelligent.
For Slytherin you must be Ambitious and have pure-blood For Gryffiindor you must have A big heart full of good .
Now put on this great old hat Put me on, try me out! See what you are made of And what you're all about!
There was applause. Bella stared at the hat. Before she knew it, Professor McGonagall called "Black, Bellatrix," and Bella walked up the dais.
She gingerly tried on the hat. To her amazement and horror, it started talking to her.
So, what house do you belong in?
Slytherin, thought Bella desperately.
Ah, do you really think so?
No, Bella confessed.
You want to please your parents, don't you?
Yes, Bella thought.
Yes, yes. There's great intelligence in you...as well as courage...and you're hardworking...and yes, ambitious...where to put you...
Slytherin, Bella thought again.
Want it that badly? Very well. "SLYTHERIN!"
Beaming, Bella took off the hat. She noticed Sirius wearing a very sour look on his face.
But Sirius didn't matter just now. She didn't pay attention to the rest of the sorting, merely nodded when Rabastan and Rodolphus were sorted into Slytherin, and when the headmaster said some words, and food appeared, she dug in. When she climbed down the stairs, said the password, (basilisk) she climbed into bed, and drifted to sleep immediately.
Bella hurried into the great hall. The giant that had led them there scared her. She saw a hat being led there by a woman with hair tied in a tight bun, who introduced herself as Professor McGonagall. She took a seat next to a boy who looked as scared as she did.
"What's your name?" he asked her.
"Bellatrix Black. And yours?"
"Rodolphus Lestrange. And this is my twin, Rabastan." He gestured to a boy trying to look bored seated next to him.
Bella looked around. She spotted Andromeda and Sirius at the Gryffindor table, and at the Slytherin one saw Severus Snape. Then her eyes turned to the hat, which had begun to sing.
I'm a tarnished hat, you see You wonder what I do? I sort you into houses That are right for you.
Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw Slytherin and Gryffindor The founders of our lovely school Are the houses four.
For Hufflepuff you need to be Hard-working and diligent For Ravenclaw you need to be Witty and intelligent.
For Slytherin you must be Ambitious and have pure-blood For Gryffiindor you must have A big heart full of good .
Now put on this great old hat Put me on, try me out! See what you are made of And what you're all about!
There was applause. Bella stared at the hat. Before she knew it, Professor McGonagall called "Black, Bellatrix," and Bella walked up the dais.
She gingerly tried on the hat. To her amazement and horror, it started talking to her.
So, what house do you belong in?
Slytherin, thought Bella desperately.
Ah, do you really think so?
No, Bella confessed.
You want to please your parents, don't you?
Yes, Bella thought.
Yes, yes. There's great intelligence in you...as well as courage...and you're hardworking...and yes, ambitious...where to put you...
Slytherin, Bella thought again.
Want it that badly? Very well. "SLYTHERIN!"
Beaming, Bella took off the hat. She noticed Sirius wearing a very sour look on his face.
But Sirius didn't matter just now. She didn't pay attention to the rest of the sorting, merely nodded when Rabastan and Rodolphus were sorted into Slytherin, and when the headmaster said some words, and food appeared, she dug in. When she climbed down the stairs, said the password, (basilisk) she climbed into bed, and drifted to sleep immediately.