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There...I'm done with that. Hehehe.......here's the post!!!! Don't be surprised if you see some similarities from the Sorcerer's Stone. It's in James's POV.
Chapter 3: Nervousness
The door opened immediately. A young witch with glasses and black hair in a very tight bun peered out at them. To James she looked very stern and not like a person one wanted to annoy.
"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall," their humungous guide said.
"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here."
She led all of them up some stone stairs and into a very large hall. Torches lit up the way and ahead there was a gleaming marble staircase. James tried to stay close to Sirius, Remus, and Peter. He could here lots of voices coming from two tall doors on the right, but McGonagall lead them right past them. They were herded into a small room off to the right.
"I am Professor McGonagall, new deputy headmistress, Head of Gryffindor House, and your Transfiguration teacher. In a few minutes you will pass through these doors," she explained, motioning to a couple of doors in the back of the room. "And you will be sorted into your houses. These houses will be your home for the duration of your time here at Hogwarts. The Houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin."
She looked around at each of them as she talked. "Within your House you can earn points with your achievements, but any trouble-making or inappropriate behavior will cause you to lose points." James and Sirius exchanged mischievous glances. McGonagall continued, "At the end of the school year the House cup will be awarded to the House with the most points and it is a great honor. I must go see if they're ready for you. I suggest you tidy yourselves up for the Sorting." As she was saying this she shot a look at James's hair before sweeping out into the doors in the back of the hall.
As soon as she left murmurs broke out in the room. James turned to Sirius, Remus, and Peter. "Did any of your parents tell you how the Sorting was done?" he asked nervously.
The others shook their heads and even Sirius, who usually had something to say to lighten any moment, was looking uneasy. James swallowed the lump in his throat and tried unsuccessfully to flatten his hair. Remus was checking his robes for any stray pieces of lint and Peter looked like he was going to be sick. Sirius, on the other hand, was mumbling under his breath all the incantations he already knew. Only one person in the crowd seemed confident.
"My father already told me what to expect," boasted a familiar voice. James turned to his left and saw his least favorite person. Lucius Malfoy. Lucius was everything Sirius was not and everything his parents wanted him to be. Personally it made James sick.
"Really?" James asked in a condescending tone. "And what exactly did you daddy say?"
"Like I'd tell you Potter." Malfoy smirked at him before turning back to his group.
James turned back to his friends. "Once we learn some decent hexes I'm going to wipe that look of his face."
"Here, here!" Sirius cheered. "My mother likes him to much for me not to hex him."
The boys all laughed, relieving the tension that had built. But that tension soon came back when the doors in the back opened again and Professor McGonagall strolled in. "They're ready for you." The boys all took a deep breath and followed her into the Great Hall.
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It was more amazing than Lily could have ever imagined. There were candle floating high above the four long wooden tables. Everyone was wearing the black robes that Lily had changed into on the train. Up in the front on the Hall there was another long table where Lily could see adults sitting at. From next to her, Melissa gasped. "Lily look at the ceiling!" she exclaimed quietly.
"Wow," Lily breathed as she gazed upwards. The ceiling looked exactly how the sky outside had. There were only a couple clouds and the stars shone brightly. A new moon was also up in the corner.
"It's just like I read about in Hogwarts, A History," Melissa explained. "It's enchanted to look like the night sky. Oh it's absolutely wonderful!"
Lily nodded, still mystified. All the first years were ushered up the aisles in between the tables. Soon all of them were right before what Lily came to realize was the staff table. There sat a three legged stool and on that stool was a hat. It was a wizard hat that was all beat up and had patches on it. In the next second it did something Lily had never expected to see. A rip in the hat became its mouth and it began singing.
(I'm not good at rhyming so let's pretend that it was a normal Sorting Hat song like the one Harry had.)
As it finished an applause broke out in the room and the first years breathed a sigh of relief. All I have to do it try on the hat and it will place me where it thinks I'll fit best, Lily told herself. It won't be that hard. Lily gulped and turned to Melissa who was biting her nails. Lily gave her a thumbs up sign and Melissa gave her a weak smile back.
Professor McGonagall appeared again with a large scroll in here hands. "When I call your name, you will come up here, I will place the Sorting Hat on your head, and it will sort you into your house," she called. Without pausing she called the first name. "Abott, Henry!"
"Hufflepuff!" came the hat.
"Black, Bellatrix!" "Slytherin!"
"Black, Narcissa!" "Slytherin!"
"Black, Sirius!" "Gryffindor!"
Total silence. The boy grinned and walked over to the Gryffindor table. McGonagall seemed to regain her place. "Bradley, Kelly!" "Gryffindor!"
"Boot, Jerry!" "Ravenclaw!"
"Bulstrode, Milton!" "Slytherin!"
"Crabbe, Victor!" "Slytherin!"
"Daniels, Robert!" "Ravenclaw!"
"Diggory, Amos!" "Hufflepuff!"
"Dills, Amanda!" "Hufflepuff!"
"Evans, Lily!"
The moment had come at last. Lily took a deep breath and walked up to the stool. She was so nervous she didn't notice the whistles and cat calls coming her way. She sat on the stool and the hat was placed on her head. Amazing her again the hat started talking to her quietly. "Now no need to be nervous. I'm just going to take a brief peek in your head. Ah, this may be difficult. You have an intelligent mind. Maybe Ravenclaw. But here...you also have a great amount of bravery and confidence," the hat told her. "Better be, GRIFFINDOR!"
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There's another one! I know it's an odd place to end the chapter but I really wanted to get this up! *yawn* I'm so tired!! I think I'll go to bed! Please review and you'll make me a verrrrrrry happy person!