Chapter 7: The Sorting Hat
I remember every person whose head I have ever rested on. From when I was first sewn to today. I remember my creation as though it was yesterday. As soon as the enchantments and spells were done, each of the founders placed me on each of their heads. I identified each of their strongest characteristics and used them to divide the students into the houses.
I will never forget, though, four rather unusual sortings. They were in the year of 1999. These four students came from different backgrounds, but joined here as equals, even though some had not acted so. It was as though the four founders had come back to life. Like they were reincarnated or something.
Flashback
"Hermione Granger" Professor McGonagall called.
The petit girl walked up and placed me on her head. She had an amazing mind. In fact, she had a very familiar face, but I could not place it. She was a muggle born and was very shy.
ROWENA RAVENCLAW! That was who she reminded me of.
Very peculiar, though, was that she had a very similar mind as Rowena's, but what baffles me is that when I was about to put her in Ravenclaw a strange, magical force made me say Gryffindor.
Of course this has never happened before. I watched as she stood up with a smile on her face as she walked to the Gryffindor table.
A few names later, Professor McGonagal called up Draco Malfoy. I also felt a familiar ness coming from him. I was being placed onto his head when I felt the same aura coming from Salazar Slytherin when I was first put on his head.
"Slytherin!" I called out. He jumped up and smirked then walked to the Slytherin table. This was getting very peculiar. Very peculiar indeed.
After that I put the pieces together. It was the prophecy predicted by Gaia. With every student I searched for the other two.
Finally, McGonagall called the name Harry Potter. I was so looking forward to sorting him that I completely forgot about the prophesies. I was placed on his head. I did not think of him as being one of the founders as I sorted him.
Finally, Ronald Weasley was called. Ugh! Another one. Before I thought that, though, I saw that he was a good and true friend, as Helga Hufflepuff was. I put him in Gryffindor, though, for I could see a good future for him there.
At the end of the sorting I was placed back in Dumbledore's room.
'It was probably wishful thinking that the prophecy would come true' I thought. 'it will not happen until there is a Gryffindor and they were wall the same age.'
I sighed and just remained on my little stool, alone with my thoughts and the ANNOYING bird and portraits.
End Flashback
But then in the second year when Potter pulled out the sword, I knew that he was the missing founder, Godric Gryffindor.
I remember every person whose head I have ever rested on. From when I was first sewn to today. I remember my creation as though it was yesterday. As soon as the enchantments and spells were done, each of the founders placed me on each of their heads. I identified each of their strongest characteristics and used them to divide the students into the houses.
I will never forget, though, four rather unusual sortings. They were in the year of 1999. These four students came from different backgrounds, but joined here as equals, even though some had not acted so. It was as though the four founders had come back to life. Like they were reincarnated or something.
Flashback
"Hermione Granger" Professor McGonagall called.
The petit girl walked up and placed me on her head. She had an amazing mind. In fact, she had a very familiar face, but I could not place it. She was a muggle born and was very shy.
ROWENA RAVENCLAW! That was who she reminded me of.
Very peculiar, though, was that she had a very similar mind as Rowena's, but what baffles me is that when I was about to put her in Ravenclaw a strange, magical force made me say Gryffindor.
Of course this has never happened before. I watched as she stood up with a smile on her face as she walked to the Gryffindor table.
A few names later, Professor McGonagal called up Draco Malfoy. I also felt a familiar ness coming from him. I was being placed onto his head when I felt the same aura coming from Salazar Slytherin when I was first put on his head.
"Slytherin!" I called out. He jumped up and smirked then walked to the Slytherin table. This was getting very peculiar. Very peculiar indeed.
After that I put the pieces together. It was the prophecy predicted by Gaia. With every student I searched for the other two.
Finally, McGonagall called the name Harry Potter. I was so looking forward to sorting him that I completely forgot about the prophesies. I was placed on his head. I did not think of him as being one of the founders as I sorted him.
Finally, Ronald Weasley was called. Ugh! Another one. Before I thought that, though, I saw that he was a good and true friend, as Helga Hufflepuff was. I put him in Gryffindor, though, for I could see a good future for him there.
At the end of the sorting I was placed back in Dumbledore's room.
'It was probably wishful thinking that the prophecy would come true' I thought. 'it will not happen until there is a Gryffindor and they were wall the same age.'
I sighed and just remained on my little stool, alone with my thoughts and the ANNOYING bird and portraits.
End Flashback
But then in the second year when Potter pulled out the sword, I knew that he was the missing founder, Godric Gryffindor.