Chapter 3:

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"First 'ea over 'ear. This 'ay."

A huge giant called. Sirius thought that this must be the defuse Hargid who his father looked down upon so much. But then again his father looked down upon the Potters and Sirius really like James.

As the huge oak doors opened the first years look in amazement at the grand entry hall. Sirius had heard stories about this place but nothing could compare to actually being there. Watching that golden light pour out into the dark night was spectacular. Professor McGonagall ushered them inside and told them to wait for a moment. Then she disappeared behind another set of oversized doors. They were all looking around in aw, when it struck Sirius what was about to happen, the Sorting. This was the event that he had been secretly dreading for months. What if he was not sorted into Slytherin? He sure knew dam well that Potter would be in Gryffindor, his whole family before him had. Which is why Sirius was so scared, his whole family had been in Slytherin. But he did not want to be. NO…NO…he must not think these thoughts, he belonged in Slytherin. Then, with a heavy heart Sirius followed Professor McGonagall into the sorting room.

It was amazing and he though that the first hall was cool? It was nothing in comparison to this. There were four tables where the rest of the students sat, obviously in their houses. Wait, his mother had told him to look at something when he got into the great hall…what was it? Right, the ceiling …WOW, it was the sky, but it was inside, the sky… his thoughts were interrupted by the sudden talking of the sorting hat, as it broke into song.

To sort you into houses

Is my role

Scared, as I may be

For what will be the toile?

Unity is all that will save

Us from his mighty grasp

And by dividing you

I break that sacred clasp

Gryffindor begs for the brave

Who posses his mighty wit

While Hufflepuff takes them all

She does not wish to split

Ravenclaw gets the intellects

Who have the gift of mentality

But Slytherin only wants the cunning

Whose blood is of pure nationality

Now you know the founders four

Desires of who to teach

But will these thoughts impair our judgment

Morphing into a thirsty leech

Or will our psyche take control

Clearing away the discord

Only you can stop it

Only you can kill the lord

So I warned you, advised you

You have heard my plea

So let the sorting begin

As the founding fathers wanted it to be.

As the hat concluded the audience broke out into applause. Sirius did wonder how his father had thought this hat to be dim witted. But this had not been the first thing that Sirius did not agree with his father, especially about this school.

Then Professor McGonagall started calling out names: Abri, Anna and so on, and on… Black, Sirius.

Wow he had not really been paying attention and just was clapping with everyone else, but now it was his turn. Oh Dam, it was this accursed moment in time, this moment that he had been dreading … as he walked to the hat all he wanted to do was run and hid behind the Professors table. No, he was a strong Black, he would be in Slytherin…the was nothing to be afraid of…

As he placed the hat on everything around him went black. The hat fell over his eyes and it began talking to him. Or was it talking to itself? Sirius could not tell. All he knew was that his heart was racing so hard inside his chest that he could feel it in his head.

" Yes.. .Yes…you are a Black…now really calm down Sirius there is nothing to fear…I realize that you are some-what of a special case."

" What in the blood-hell did mean, 'special case' he was a Black. End of story. Slytherin."

" Ah, but I am afraid not Sirius, you see I do not sort based on last name. But based on your heart."

" You can read my thoughts?" thought a startled Sirius.

"Why yes, of course, I am sitting on your head after all… now back to the matter at hand. I grant you that most believe that you should be in Slytherin, and you sure do have the background and cunning to do so…but your heart and bravery would surely place you in Gryffindor…"

" Was it mental, a BLACK in GRIFFENDORE?"

" The hat sighed, now really, we have already been through that I do not sort based on last name! You cannot hide your feelings from me Sirius, I see though your façade. I know your beliefs are not what your father thinks, I know your true attitude toward your cousin, I know about your friendship with Potter…now all I need to do is prove it to you. Sadly, I cannot do such things, but I can advise you. Make friends, keep James and try to fit in, don't let them bully you out..."

"OMFG was he really going to put me in Gryffindor?" His mother's last piercing word rang in his ear…" …do the Blacks honor…"

" Please listen, I know your heart, and I know that you are just scared of your parents reaction to this decision, but Sirius, I know that this is where you belong and one day, sooner than you think, you will thank me for what I am doing for you…

WAIT! To late. The words had already left his mouth.

GRFFINDORE

The End