Author's Note: I just wanted to tell you.. Mehh. I decided to re-name this ickle story of mine to "My Life in Hell".. Which was the original title to it.. Because when I name it "No Real Point to it" I meant there is no point to giving it a title. Yes. I have a confusing mind. And also, people asked why I hate writing but wrote anyways.. It's because I think I suck at writing, and I only like things I'm good at, and writing isn't one of them. So yes, I hate writing but I still write xD I am such a confusing soul…
Chapter 2- The SortingWe walked into the Great Hall. All of us were a little nervous. I felt someone tug at the back of my robes and then I hear a great thud…! I looked behind me and let out a loud laugh. In fact, everyone was laughing at the poor chump who had fallen on the floor.
After the laughter had died, on of the professors revealed the Sorting Hat and it began to sing. (-Can't write songs… make up your own. Lol)
As the Sorting Hat finished its song, the professor who had set the hat on the stool unrolled a piece of parchment.
"Now each of you will come up and sit on the stool and I will place the Sorting Hat on your head. This will be done alphabetically."
There was a short pause and then the professor called "Augustine, Amy" to come sit on the stool.
Then the Sorting Hat shouted "Ravenclaw!"
I was next, considering the fact that my last name is Black. I was placed in Gryffindor, even though I knew there would be hell to pay once my mother and father found out about this. James was also placed into Gryffindor, as well as the poor ickle boy who had fallen onto the floor who turned out to be Peter Pettigrew. Remus Lupin, a fellow I had met only once before was placed into our house, too, along with some females.
The second to last kid, a boy named Severus Snape, had extremely greasy hair and big nose too. James and I could not help but cackle at him from where we were sitting.
This only gained us a truly disgusted look from a red haired in our year and house. James suddenly gasped and stopped breathing all at once.
"James? What's the matter?" I whispered to him.
"She's gorgeous!" He whispered back quickly.
