Disclaimer: Right JKR owns everything else except the humanity of Nicky
Black.
"We're almost there," whispered Harry to Ron. He smiled brightly, his face glowing from the light emanated from the castle. Harry looked around at the other boats to see what the reactions were on the other kids. He spotted Nicky and Draco. He winced at the sight of them; they were very absorbed with their selves.
"Alright, every one, we're nearin' tha castle." said a loud voice, Harry remembered that it was Hagrid's. The boats finally made their way onto the shore and everyone jumped out and waited for Hagrid to get out so they could get going.
"Every one follow me," said Hagrid in a hoarse voice. All the first years stayed behind Hagrid, careful not to get lost.
"I can't believe I'm finally here!" exclaimed Harry excitedly, Ron heard him and nodded in agreement. It didn't take long for them to reach the castle.
"Here's where I leave ya', good luck firs' years." bade Hagrid. An older student got ahead of the group.
"All right first years, we are now going to be heading up to the Great Hall," said the student loudly. Harry looked at Ron questionably.
"He's a prefect, he has the power to tell the younger students what to do," came a female voice from behind. Both the boys jumped, and looked behind them. It was Hermione Ron rolled his eyes.
"Why thank you," replied Ron sarcastically and turned back around. Harry let out a slightly loud laugh; Draco heard him and proceeded towards him.
"Why isn't it Harry Potter? The one who had the nerve to bump into my girlfriend, tut tut," he said snidely. Harry sneered at him and turned around. Draco was about to tap him on the shoulder when he noticed Professor McGonagall approach from a room.
"Welcome first years!" She said warmly, spreading her arms wide. "In a few moments you will be entering the Great Hall to join the rest of your peers. There you will be sorted. Everyone ready?" she asked, some of the students twitched in excitement.
"Let us enter then," the doors opened to reveal a huge room filled with long tables occupied by other students. In the air hung floating candles, in the front of the room was a table where the other professors sat, the headmaster in the middle. Several of the students gasped as they entered, all Harry could do was walk down, admiring the enchanting view.
"Hello new comers," welcomed Dumbledore. "If you will, please proceed to the front of the room where Professor McGonagall will place the sorting hat on your head." Harry instantly took a liking to the Headmaster; he had a warm smile, sparkling blue eyes, and a long white beard. Dumbledore smiled broadly at Harry.
"Yes, as the headmaster noted, I will place the sorting hat on your head. When your house is called out, please sit at your house table. The sorting hat will place you in your houses, which will be like your home for the following months.. At the end of the school year, the house with the highest points will receive the House Cup. So you had better behave yourselves or lose points." She warned. Harry fidgeted in his stance, he was anxious to get up there and find out where he would be placed.
"Before I start to call out any names, the hat must say its speech." The professor put the hat down on the wooden stool. Harry looked at it intently. The hat talks? Thought Harry. To confirm his doubts the hat opened a non-existent mouth. Several of the students jumped. He began talking, telling his speech in poem form. At the end, everyone clapped, the hat gave a creepy smile. Professor McGonagall smiled and pulled out a rolled up piece of parchment. She unraveled it and began to read of the names in alphabetical order.
"Abbot, Emily." called out the Professor loudly. A timid little girl made her way to the front of the group. She sat down, a bit frightened. The professor gently placed the hat on the girls head. Emily clung to the sides of the stool, frigid.
"Hufflepuff!" said the hat loudly. Everyone began clapping; the girl sighed and made her way down to the Hufflepuff table. McGonagall unrolled the list more and more. Suddenly he heard her name.
"Black, Nicole." The girl gave her a dirty look for saying her correct name. Just as the hat was placed on her head he heard it gave a laugh.
"A Black? Related to the last Black I was placed on? Sirius Black it was, a Gryffindor." When Nicky heard her being compared to Sirius she gave an insulted look.
"Humph, Sirius Black is a disgrace to my name. He isn't part of my family anymore," she said in a haughty tone. Harry clenched his fists, but took a few breaths to calm down.
"Yes very well," said the hat. "Slytherin." She jumped up with a smile on her face and made her way down to the rest of the Slytherins. Hermione was up just as fast as Nicky was placed.
"Granger, Hermione." She walked up to the stool proudly and sat down. When the hat was placed, Harry thought it had a thoughtful look as it tried to think of where place her. Finally, it fell upon a decision.
"Gryffindor." Harry clapped while Ron just shook his head.
Without realizing it, Draco was up. He strolled over to the seat and sat down. The hat didn't even touch his head before it called out his house.
"Slytherin!" He smiled arrogantly and sat down next to Nicky. Harry looked at Ron and they rolled their eyes.
The list proceeded far more quickly than Harry could've imagined. Before he knew it, his name was called.
"Potter, Harry," said Professor McGonagall. Some of the kids gasped slightly. Dumbledore leaned in to hear what the hat had to say, Harry blushed somewhat. All Harry wanted to do was be put in Gryffindor like his father, godfather, and Remus had been. Not in Slytherin like most of James' fiends during his years at Hogwarts.
"Harry? Please come up," said McGonagall curtly. Harry gave her a faint smile and made his way to the awaiting stool. He sat down and closed his eyes. He felt the presence of the hat on his head. The hat began to talk to him in his head.
"Ah, ah, what do we have here?" said the hat menacingly. Harry shivered involuntarily. Not wanting to be in Slytherin, Harry kept thinking over. Not Slytherin, not Slytherin..., the hat laughed.
"Not Slytherin, eh? Slytherin could take you to great places. You have got a great deal of courage, oh yes plenty of that. However, you have your own share of fear. Bravery, my, my, you do have a lot of that, now don't you? Well, if not Slytherin..."
"Gryffindor!" Yelled the hat. Dumbledore clapped proudly, and the Gryffindor table gave him a standing ovation. Harry sighed in satisfaction and ran down to the Gryffindor table. On the way down, he received words of encouragement and praise. Harry sat there with a giddy smile on his face until Ron was called up. He looked just about as nervous as he had been, Harry worried he might puke. Ron's face was chalky pale, his eyes wide. Just as the hat was placed on his head, it groaned.
"ANOTHER WEASLEY!" Ron trembled, Harry and the rest of Ron's brothers laughed.
"Gryffindor." Harry clapped happily as Ron eventually made his way to his seat. Harry proudly slapped him on the back. Ron nearly collapsed under the impact. Harry laughed. Finally the never-ending list ended. Professor McGonagall sat down next to the rest of the professors. Dumbledore stood up and smiled broadly, his eyes sparkled under his half- moon spectacles.
"Now that everyone is set in their houses, let's eat!" The headmaster clapped his hands, and food suddenly filled the empty platters. Chicken, rolls, potatoes filled the tables. Harry and Ron's eyes opened in surprise. Ron took one look at Harry then dove his hands into the chicken and started taking huge bites. Just as Harry were about to take a scoopful of potatoes a transparent head appeared out of nowhere. Harry flinched and sent his food sputtering across the table. Ron's mouth opened, sending some chewed pieces of chicken falling to his plate. Percy seemed unnerved.
"Hello Sir Nicholas." welcomed Percy. Harry watched in wonder as the man drifted out of the table and gave a slight salute to Percy. Ron gave him an odd look.
"Oh yeah, I know who you are!" he exclaimed. "You're Nearly Headless Nick!" Hermione looked at him.
"Nearly Headless? Is that possible?" she questioned. Nick rolled his eyes and nodded. The three of them looked at him; he shrugged and knocked off his head. It hung by a shred of skin. The three of them gasped. Hermione looked as if she were going to be sick. Ron made a gagging sound, Harry turned around and continued eating, trying to forget the sight of Nearly Headless Nick.
After they finished eating, each of Houses split up to go to their rooms. Percy led the Gryffindor house. They made their way up inter-changing staircases. The first years made their way up, a look of awe upon their faces. Numerous children repeatedly pointed at the thousands of paintings covering the walls.
"Look at the girl, she's moving!" whispered a Hufflepuff. Some of the portraits greeted them.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," welcomed an older man. Percy eventually reached the fat lady portrait. The portrait was huge, with a large lady. She smiled warmly. Percy stood straight up in front of the group.
"Password?" she asked in a bored tone.
"Patronus," the woman nodded and the picture swung upon to reveal a spacious room. He led the students in.
"This is the common room, here you are welcome to study, do homework, or hang out. The boys' dormitory is to the left and up the staircase, for the girls same for on the right. You will find that you're belongings are already laid out for you on your beds, good night." Percy bade them good- bye. Some of the students walked around in absolute awe. Harry looked at the room. There were bookcases filled with books, two large chairs near the fire, and a warm fireplace. He was delighted finally to be here. Ron noticed Ron talking with Fred and George. He walked over to them.
"Hey, what you guys talking about?" asked Harry. The three of them looked at him. Fred gave him a smile.
"Nothing Harry, just talking about Malfoy and Black. We heard that Sirius is your godfather," said Fred. Harry gave him an odd look.
"Yeah, why?" he asked suspiciously. George gave him a slap on the back.
"No reason, he's actually our hero," he said while smiling. Harry smiled lightly.
"Your hero?" he asked jokingly. George and Fred nodded seriously.
"Oh yes! We heard he pulled numerous pranks on our old friend Severus Snape! That greasy git of a man, most definitely deserved it!" Laughed Fred. Harry sighed in relief.
"Yeah I know him, Remus, and my dad joke about it all the time. Their old nickname for him was Snivellus." Fred looked at George, George looked at Ron, and Ron looked at Fred. In a split second, they started to break up laughing.
"Snivellus? That is HILLARIOUS!" gasped Fred after laughing. George leaned on Ron for support.
"I know we have to call him that from now on!" rasped George. Ron and Harry looked at each. Harry ran upstairs; Ron followed his lead and left Fred and George to their own demise. Harry found his things, saw Hedwig and gave her a slight pat on her wings. He jumped on his bed and lied down. He almost fell asleep until he heard Ron's voice.
"Hey, Harry, ready for tomorrow? We start our classes," whispered Ron in the darkness. Harry smiled himself.
"Sure am, do you think we have Snape?" he heard Ron laugh.
"I hope so!"
a/n: Did I spell Snape's nickname wrong? Oops, I hope you don't mind. Argh, I'm tired its 10:30 at night, I needed to finish this chapter though. I know I didn't include Dumbledore's announcements but I couldn't remember then I didn't feel like looking it up. (Lazy, lol). I hope you enjoy it, this was my longest one yet.
"We're almost there," whispered Harry to Ron. He smiled brightly, his face glowing from the light emanated from the castle. Harry looked around at the other boats to see what the reactions were on the other kids. He spotted Nicky and Draco. He winced at the sight of them; they were very absorbed with their selves.
"Alright, every one, we're nearin' tha castle." said a loud voice, Harry remembered that it was Hagrid's. The boats finally made their way onto the shore and everyone jumped out and waited for Hagrid to get out so they could get going.
"Every one follow me," said Hagrid in a hoarse voice. All the first years stayed behind Hagrid, careful not to get lost.
"I can't believe I'm finally here!" exclaimed Harry excitedly, Ron heard him and nodded in agreement. It didn't take long for them to reach the castle.
"Here's where I leave ya', good luck firs' years." bade Hagrid. An older student got ahead of the group.
"All right first years, we are now going to be heading up to the Great Hall," said the student loudly. Harry looked at Ron questionably.
"He's a prefect, he has the power to tell the younger students what to do," came a female voice from behind. Both the boys jumped, and looked behind them. It was Hermione Ron rolled his eyes.
"Why thank you," replied Ron sarcastically and turned back around. Harry let out a slightly loud laugh; Draco heard him and proceeded towards him.
"Why isn't it Harry Potter? The one who had the nerve to bump into my girlfriend, tut tut," he said snidely. Harry sneered at him and turned around. Draco was about to tap him on the shoulder when he noticed Professor McGonagall approach from a room.
"Welcome first years!" She said warmly, spreading her arms wide. "In a few moments you will be entering the Great Hall to join the rest of your peers. There you will be sorted. Everyone ready?" she asked, some of the students twitched in excitement.
"Let us enter then," the doors opened to reveal a huge room filled with long tables occupied by other students. In the air hung floating candles, in the front of the room was a table where the other professors sat, the headmaster in the middle. Several of the students gasped as they entered, all Harry could do was walk down, admiring the enchanting view.
"Hello new comers," welcomed Dumbledore. "If you will, please proceed to the front of the room where Professor McGonagall will place the sorting hat on your head." Harry instantly took a liking to the Headmaster; he had a warm smile, sparkling blue eyes, and a long white beard. Dumbledore smiled broadly at Harry.
"Yes, as the headmaster noted, I will place the sorting hat on your head. When your house is called out, please sit at your house table. The sorting hat will place you in your houses, which will be like your home for the following months.. At the end of the school year, the house with the highest points will receive the House Cup. So you had better behave yourselves or lose points." She warned. Harry fidgeted in his stance, he was anxious to get up there and find out where he would be placed.
"Before I start to call out any names, the hat must say its speech." The professor put the hat down on the wooden stool. Harry looked at it intently. The hat talks? Thought Harry. To confirm his doubts the hat opened a non-existent mouth. Several of the students jumped. He began talking, telling his speech in poem form. At the end, everyone clapped, the hat gave a creepy smile. Professor McGonagall smiled and pulled out a rolled up piece of parchment. She unraveled it and began to read of the names in alphabetical order.
"Abbot, Emily." called out the Professor loudly. A timid little girl made her way to the front of the group. She sat down, a bit frightened. The professor gently placed the hat on the girls head. Emily clung to the sides of the stool, frigid.
"Hufflepuff!" said the hat loudly. Everyone began clapping; the girl sighed and made her way down to the Hufflepuff table. McGonagall unrolled the list more and more. Suddenly he heard her name.
"Black, Nicole." The girl gave her a dirty look for saying her correct name. Just as the hat was placed on her head he heard it gave a laugh.
"A Black? Related to the last Black I was placed on? Sirius Black it was, a Gryffindor." When Nicky heard her being compared to Sirius she gave an insulted look.
"Humph, Sirius Black is a disgrace to my name. He isn't part of my family anymore," she said in a haughty tone. Harry clenched his fists, but took a few breaths to calm down.
"Yes very well," said the hat. "Slytherin." She jumped up with a smile on her face and made her way down to the rest of the Slytherins. Hermione was up just as fast as Nicky was placed.
"Granger, Hermione." She walked up to the stool proudly and sat down. When the hat was placed, Harry thought it had a thoughtful look as it tried to think of where place her. Finally, it fell upon a decision.
"Gryffindor." Harry clapped while Ron just shook his head.
Without realizing it, Draco was up. He strolled over to the seat and sat down. The hat didn't even touch his head before it called out his house.
"Slytherin!" He smiled arrogantly and sat down next to Nicky. Harry looked at Ron and they rolled their eyes.
The list proceeded far more quickly than Harry could've imagined. Before he knew it, his name was called.
"Potter, Harry," said Professor McGonagall. Some of the kids gasped slightly. Dumbledore leaned in to hear what the hat had to say, Harry blushed somewhat. All Harry wanted to do was be put in Gryffindor like his father, godfather, and Remus had been. Not in Slytherin like most of James' fiends during his years at Hogwarts.
"Harry? Please come up," said McGonagall curtly. Harry gave her a faint smile and made his way to the awaiting stool. He sat down and closed his eyes. He felt the presence of the hat on his head. The hat began to talk to him in his head.
"Ah, ah, what do we have here?" said the hat menacingly. Harry shivered involuntarily. Not wanting to be in Slytherin, Harry kept thinking over. Not Slytherin, not Slytherin..., the hat laughed.
"Not Slytherin, eh? Slytherin could take you to great places. You have got a great deal of courage, oh yes plenty of that. However, you have your own share of fear. Bravery, my, my, you do have a lot of that, now don't you? Well, if not Slytherin..."
"Gryffindor!" Yelled the hat. Dumbledore clapped proudly, and the Gryffindor table gave him a standing ovation. Harry sighed in satisfaction and ran down to the Gryffindor table. On the way down, he received words of encouragement and praise. Harry sat there with a giddy smile on his face until Ron was called up. He looked just about as nervous as he had been, Harry worried he might puke. Ron's face was chalky pale, his eyes wide. Just as the hat was placed on his head, it groaned.
"ANOTHER WEASLEY!" Ron trembled, Harry and the rest of Ron's brothers laughed.
"Gryffindor." Harry clapped happily as Ron eventually made his way to his seat. Harry proudly slapped him on the back. Ron nearly collapsed under the impact. Harry laughed. Finally the never-ending list ended. Professor McGonagall sat down next to the rest of the professors. Dumbledore stood up and smiled broadly, his eyes sparkled under his half- moon spectacles.
"Now that everyone is set in their houses, let's eat!" The headmaster clapped his hands, and food suddenly filled the empty platters. Chicken, rolls, potatoes filled the tables. Harry and Ron's eyes opened in surprise. Ron took one look at Harry then dove his hands into the chicken and started taking huge bites. Just as Harry were about to take a scoopful of potatoes a transparent head appeared out of nowhere. Harry flinched and sent his food sputtering across the table. Ron's mouth opened, sending some chewed pieces of chicken falling to his plate. Percy seemed unnerved.
"Hello Sir Nicholas." welcomed Percy. Harry watched in wonder as the man drifted out of the table and gave a slight salute to Percy. Ron gave him an odd look.
"Oh yeah, I know who you are!" he exclaimed. "You're Nearly Headless Nick!" Hermione looked at him.
"Nearly Headless? Is that possible?" she questioned. Nick rolled his eyes and nodded. The three of them looked at him; he shrugged and knocked off his head. It hung by a shred of skin. The three of them gasped. Hermione looked as if she were going to be sick. Ron made a gagging sound, Harry turned around and continued eating, trying to forget the sight of Nearly Headless Nick.
After they finished eating, each of Houses split up to go to their rooms. Percy led the Gryffindor house. They made their way up inter-changing staircases. The first years made their way up, a look of awe upon their faces. Numerous children repeatedly pointed at the thousands of paintings covering the walls.
"Look at the girl, she's moving!" whispered a Hufflepuff. Some of the portraits greeted them.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," welcomed an older man. Percy eventually reached the fat lady portrait. The portrait was huge, with a large lady. She smiled warmly. Percy stood straight up in front of the group.
"Password?" she asked in a bored tone.
"Patronus," the woman nodded and the picture swung upon to reveal a spacious room. He led the students in.
"This is the common room, here you are welcome to study, do homework, or hang out. The boys' dormitory is to the left and up the staircase, for the girls same for on the right. You will find that you're belongings are already laid out for you on your beds, good night." Percy bade them good- bye. Some of the students walked around in absolute awe. Harry looked at the room. There were bookcases filled with books, two large chairs near the fire, and a warm fireplace. He was delighted finally to be here. Ron noticed Ron talking with Fred and George. He walked over to them.
"Hey, what you guys talking about?" asked Harry. The three of them looked at him. Fred gave him a smile.
"Nothing Harry, just talking about Malfoy and Black. We heard that Sirius is your godfather," said Fred. Harry gave him an odd look.
"Yeah, why?" he asked suspiciously. George gave him a slap on the back.
"No reason, he's actually our hero," he said while smiling. Harry smiled lightly.
"Your hero?" he asked jokingly. George and Fred nodded seriously.
"Oh yes! We heard he pulled numerous pranks on our old friend Severus Snape! That greasy git of a man, most definitely deserved it!" Laughed Fred. Harry sighed in relief.
"Yeah I know him, Remus, and my dad joke about it all the time. Their old nickname for him was Snivellus." Fred looked at George, George looked at Ron, and Ron looked at Fred. In a split second, they started to break up laughing.
"Snivellus? That is HILLARIOUS!" gasped Fred after laughing. George leaned on Ron for support.
"I know we have to call him that from now on!" rasped George. Ron and Harry looked at each. Harry ran upstairs; Ron followed his lead and left Fred and George to their own demise. Harry found his things, saw Hedwig and gave her a slight pat on her wings. He jumped on his bed and lied down. He almost fell asleep until he heard Ron's voice.
"Hey, Harry, ready for tomorrow? We start our classes," whispered Ron in the darkness. Harry smiled himself.
"Sure am, do you think we have Snape?" he heard Ron laugh.
"I hope so!"
a/n: Did I spell Snape's nickname wrong? Oops, I hope you don't mind. Argh, I'm tired its 10:30 at night, I needed to finish this chapter though. I know I didn't include Dumbledore's announcements but I couldn't remember then I didn't feel like looking it up. (Lazy, lol). I hope you enjoy it, this was my longest one yet.