Author's Note- Yay! I'm back! Sorry about the last chapter being so short! And I haven't forgotton about my promise that you will find out about her mother soon. It's not in this chapter, but the next one. I promise! Well, on to chapter 5...

Chapter 5, The Sorting

Disclaimer: I only own some of the sorting hat's song. The rest belongs to J.K Rowling.

As I stepped off the train, I looked around. It had just started to rain, and the sun was setting in the distance, giving the sky an orange glow.

"Come on let's find a carriage before they all fill up." Hermione said, leading us over o an empty carriage.

I expected to see a horse tied to the front of the carriage, but I was surprised to see black, winged creatures.

"The carriages are pulled by thestrals?" I asked, staring into the black eyes of the one pulling our carriage.

"um-yeah." Harry answered. I noticed him and Hermione exchange glances as I got into the carriage.

The rain came down harder, and the sky became a dark purple, as we slowly made our way through the gates and onto Hogwarts grounds.

My breath caught in my chest as I saw the massive castle, and it's many lights illuminated against the darkening night sky, drawing closer until the carriage came to a complete stop in front of the main entrance.

I followed Harry, Hermione, and Ron through the main door and into the crowded Entrance Hall. We slowly pushed our way through the throngs of people. Just before I stepped into the Great Hall, I heard someone call my name.

"Lasarus Black!"

I looked up and saw a stern woman, with her graying hair pulled into a tight bun at the top of her head.

"Miss. Black, over here please."

"Bye guys! I'll catch up with you later." I told the trio, as I turned and headed the opposite way.

"Miss. Black, I'm professor McGonagall, transfiguration teacher, and head of Gryffindor house. You will follow me into the Great Hall with the first years, where you will be sorted into one of the four houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin."

I nodded as I took in all the information. My head was swimming with thoughts, and it was hard to focus on just one. I was also nervous about the sorting. I knew most of my family was in Slytherin, but I really want to follow in the footsteps of my father, and carry on the Black name proudly.

'I need to get into Gryffindor.' I thought to myself, as I lined up behind the first years.

Presently, Professor McGonagall brought a stool with an old hat placed on top of it, and put it down in front of the head table. She then stepped back, and the hat opened it's "mouth" and began to sing:

"Oh you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see

Go ahead and toss me if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

I've been here since the beginning,

When the houses that, like pillars four

had once held up our school

And I was here when

they turned upon each other and,

divided sought to rule.

Well, you all know the score,

I sort you into houses

because that is what I'm for.

But don't think it ends there

there are still many tough times ahead.

But we must all unite as one here,

and remember those who have gone

are not nescessarily dead.

Well, I must fulfill my duty

And must split you every year

Still I wonder whether sorting

May not bring the end I fear.

We must remember that our worst enemy,

can be ourselves, and that

we must find our strength within.

Well, I have told you, I have warned you

Let the Sorting now begin."

The hat became motionless once again, and applause broke out.

Professor McGonagall stepped up to the stool and unrolled a piece of parchment. She waited for the applause to die out completely before reading off the lists of names.

"Ames, David." She called out. A tall boy with blonde hair moved forward and took a seat on the stool. He looked around nervously as the sorting hat was placed onto his head.

There was a moments pause before it shouted, "Hufflepuff!" The Hufflepuff table broke out in applause and they welcomed their new house member.

"Black, Lasarus."

I moved forward, as I heard my name. The Great Hall broke out into whispers as I sat on the stool. When the sorting hat was placed on my head, it became silent. It was as if everyone was holding in their breath, so as not to make a noise and miss something. I knew people would be talking. They always did, and always would.

The sorting hat began to speak, so only I could hear it.

"hmm...very interesting. Another Black! I never thought I'd see another one of those at Hogwarts." It began.

"You have definite Slytherin material, seeing as your family goes back for generations, and almost all of them have been in Slytherin." I tensed as he was analyzing whatever was in my head.

"Ah! But you are very much like your father, Sirius Black. It seems like only yesterday I was placed onto his head. If only I could have warned him of his future. Your strong willed, brave, and determined like your father. I see a bit of your mother in you too. Your clever and quick witted. That you get from both. Hmm...how about Gryffindor!" The hat finally shouted. It seemed like I had been sitting up their forever.

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding, and quickly made my way over to the Gryffindor table. I smiled as I sat down next to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

When the sorting was finished Dumbledore stood up and silenced the Great Hall.

"Now, as many of you now know, we have a new sixth year student. Her name is Lasarus Black and she just transferred from Durmstrang to be closer to home. I expect you will all show her respect and hospitality, to make her feel welcome here at Hogwarts." Dumbledore paused, and looked around at all the students to emphasize how serious he was.

"That's the only announcement I have, so let the feast begin!" he said, and no sooner had the words left his mouth that all the plates were filled with more food than you can imagine.

The hall quickly filled with chatter, and the clanking of forks and knives as the students ate their fill.

Remus came over to congratulate me.

"Hey."

"Hey. Congratulations, your father would have been very proud of you."

"I know. Thanks."

"Hello, Harry, Ron, Hermione." he said, turning his attention to the three of them.

"Hello Remus." Hermione said happily.

"Hi." Harry said

"Long time no see." Ron said as the food was cleared away, and many very full and exhausted students made their way out of the Great Hall and to their common rooms.

"I know. I've been busy lately. So how is everyone?"

"Fine. We are making through day by day." Hermione said.

"I see you met my god daughter." Remus said, motioning to me.

"Yeah. We met her on the train." Ron said.

"Well, I'll let you all get to bed, I just need to speak to Harry for one minute."

So we all got up and slowly made our way through the mass of people trying to get out of the Great Hall. I suspected that Remus was making sure Harry was ok, and how he got through his summer with the death of his godfather resting on his shoulders. And I know Harry has mixed feelings for me. I don't really blame him. I mean he is going through a hard time and then I show up, his godfather's daughter. He's probably mad at Sirius for not telling him about me, and he's probably a bit mad at me for showing up at a time like this. I'm sure every time he looks at me or hears my name that he is remined of the one person he loved that he lost. His only real family that he had left.

As I layed in bed that first night, I thought about all that stuff. I thought about how hard I must be making this for Harry. Even if it really isn't my fault. When Sirius came into Harry's life, Harry had the chance at a family again. He had the chance for a new life, since he never really got to know his parents besides what people said about them.

Remus made aware to me that Harry blames my father's death completely on himself. He takes full responsibility for it, but I don't blame him. But I guess you can always find blame in death. Remus also made aware to me, that now that Harry know's that Sirius has a daughter, he feels even more guilty for his death.

There is not much I can do to prove him wrong, and to prove that I am getting along fine. Living day by day. Some days are better than others.

As I lay in bed I knew that the next couple of weeks were going to be hard. People would start asking questions and they would start talking. I was used to it, but could Harry handle it?

I left my thoughts somewhere between sleep and consciousness. And as sleep over came me I slipped down into the deepest underworld of my most terrible memories.

How was it? I hope it wasn't too boring. And yes, in the next chapter you find out about her mum! Yay, I can't wait. I'm praying for some reviews, because reviews inspire me to write more and to keep going. It only takes a couple seconds and it makes my day!

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