Rain

By: Who else? Me

Chapter Two

A Sorted Disappointed

Dorothy followed the man, whom she found out was named Hagrid, onto a dock where there several boats tied to posts. She got into a boat and two twins sat at the opposite end. They began to row. The giant squid's tentacles rose out of the water and splashed them occasionally but didn't manage to knock Dorothy's boat over. When they reached the other side of the lake, the older girl was thoroughly soaked and a little bit annoyed but she kept her composure. She helped the twins out of the boat and then followed the giant man once more.

He led them up a series and into a castle-like building which she assumed was Hogwarts. When they were inside a tall elderly woman, named Professor McGonagall, greeted them, handing them all a towel. She explained that once they reached the Great Hall, a hat called the Sorting Hat would be placed upon their heads and they would either be sorted into Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff. When she was finished with the first years, McGonagall pulled Dorothy aside to speak with her privately.

"You must be Ms. Agel. The same instructions apply to you, but you will be sorted last. Headmaster Albus Dumbledor will announce you. Don't be nervous. Keep your mind clear and everything will be fine. Now, get at the back of the line we are going into the Great Hall." And with that, the large man left ahead of them and entered the Great Hall. He sat in his chair at the end of the staff table and the students quieted down.

When the door leading into the Great Hall opened again, all of the first years filed in with Dorothy, the most out of place, taking up the rear. A three-legged stool was sitting before the staff table and upon it a patched, old hat was drooping. When all was quiet and each one of the first years and Dorothy were assembled in a line before it, a tear near the rim of the hat opened wide and it broke out into song.

A thousand years into my past,

When I was just a cap,

Four sorcerers that are well-known

Had a plan that was beginning to unwrap.

To build a school for wizards,

To teach the young and new,

And so the great school Hogwarts was built

And here I stand before you.

Each house represents

Something not the same from the rest

But yours will help you find a way

To become your best.

Gryffindor is for the strong

The skillful and the brave

Hufflepuff is for the smart

Their intelligence won't cave.

Slytherin is for the quick,

The cunning and the sly,

Ravenclaw is for all the rest

So they won't pass them by.

But each of the four founders

Was brilliant and true

So they left behind this present

So magic may be taught to you.

(Yeah, it sucked! Don't bite my head off!! . )

Everyone in the Great Hall clapped and McGonagall unrolled a piece of parchment and cleared her throat. She said very clearly for the entire Hall to hear, "Amber Altrice." A small girl with curly read hair and rosy cheeks stepped nervously up to the hat. McGonagall lifted the Sorting Hat up and allowed the much smaller girl to sit down on the stool. Then she placed the hat on her head. It fell down and covered her eyes and some of the hall laughed.

"Hmmm...I see....I see..." the Sorting Hat kept saying before finally screaming out, "GRYFFINDOR!!!"

A lot of applause for the Gryffindors and Hissing from the Slytherins could be heard throughout the Hall before McGonagall cleared her throat and called next name. It continued on like this for a long time before all but Dorothy were sorted. She felt herself becoming steadily more nervous as the Headmaster stood up to speak.

"Welcome to a new year, my students. I would like to say it is time for you to dig in to our wonderful feast but we have one last person to sort," explained the elderly man with the long silver hair and beard, the crooked nose, and the half-moon glasses that was obviously Headmaster Albus Dumbledor. "This summer Madam Seremine was lucky enough to send us one of her finest witches. A young lady who has spent five of her seven school years at Madam Seremine's All-Witch Academy for Malevolent Magic Makers. We are glad to say that she is transferring to Hogwarts for the rest of her school life. Please make her feel welcome. Now Ms. Dorothy Agel, please step up to the Sorting Hat so you may be sorted into your house."

Dorothy did as she was told. She sat down on the stool and McGonagall placed the hat on her head. The 16-year-old girl closed her eyes and listened intently as the hat spoke. Draco Malfoy on the other hand was staring intently as she listened intently. He liked everything to do with this girl and he didn't understand why but she was just perfect to him. Even with her hair wet and clinging to her face, she was beautiful. She was dark and lovely. Pansy Parkinson, whom was sitting just a seat away from Draco, noticed the longing look on Draco's face and glared at the girl sitting on the stool.

The hat seemed to be having some trouble sorting this girl. "Slytherin? No, no. Wait. I'll get it in just a moment. Huff—no..."

Dorothy seemed to be getting a little cross with the patched up, indecisive hat upon her head and figuring it might take a little while opened her eyes and glanced around at the rest of Hogwarts. Some of the students were yawning or chatting with their neighbor. She didn't blame them...but...There was one person sitting at the Slytherin table who seemed to enjoy just looking at her. It was that Malfoy boy...the one who had sat with her in her compartment.

Suddenly, the hat had seemed to have made a decision and the name he blurted out jerked Draco back to reality. The hat had screamed, "GRYFFINDOR!!"

A/N: Yay!! Chappie 2 up! This one was a little bit better than I thought it would be but on the second hand, Draco seems to have been visited very briefly by Mary-sue, doncha think? Again, I warned you in both the summary and the previous author's note. So DO NOT FLAME ME!!! Nice doing business with ya! Ima doki doki shiteru! (Translation: 'Now my heart beats faster.')