Chapter 4: The sorting Ceremony

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Summary: The kids have finished up their tutoring and can finally interact with the other kids. They can have normal amounts of homework and lead normal wizarding lives...until they find out. What happens when they are so relaxed they forget something? What happens when the friends with such different personalities all forget that the friendship they came with will soon be torn apart stitch by stitch?

"What did you get for...oh, right! God, blonde moment." Charlie told writing one potion ingredient down.

"I thought only girls said blonde moment." Storm thought aloud.

"Well, I must be pretty feminine."

"Too much time in the purple rooms." Akasha whispered to Storm who broke out in laughter.

"Good, good, good, you all pass." Snape told. "You've all come a long way. Have the next two days off of potions." They cheered as they left.

"A whole day without potions!" Akasha smiled

"Now, if we can do that with Transfiguration and History we'll get everything off!" Storm laughed.

"Nice try." Dark told.

"It's too good to be true."

"It was too good to be true!" Storm wined.

"Get over yourself! We all have to get ready for this sorting ceremony."

"I still don't get it." Storm sighed.

"Maybe that's because they won't tell us how they do it?" Akasha asked with a grin. Everyone copied her grin.

"That could be it." Lucifer shrugged.

"Well, let's go. Let's get our robes on."

Dumbledore stepped up to the podium. All that could be heard was a few whispers once there. He raised his hands to acknowledge everyone in the great hall.

"Welcome back from what was hopefully a great winter vacation." He told everyone. Everyone cheered for their own happiness. "Un–be–known to all of the students in this school, more students shall be joining us for the last half of term, and of course next year as well. These teenagers are from Toronto Ontario Canada, and they will be in their sixth grade. Please give them the respect they deserve, and treat them like you would the first years. I would like to call them in." With a flick of his wand the Grand Hall's doors opened revealing six students. They came through the doors, some walking with confidence, other's with their noses to the floor. They stood where the first years did just months before and waited.

"I hope they used the names we asked." Charlie whispered.

HARRY'S POV

"New kids? Blimey. Next thing you know, they'll all be in Slytherin." Ron remarked. Hermione scolded him.

"They can't be that bad, Ronald."

"They're from CANADA!" He flipped.

"Ron! Canada is a great country! They have free healthcare and they refuse to go to war, don't even get me started on how nice people are there..."

"Free healthcare? Whoa. I'm moving to Canada." Harry laughed. "But, don't you think these guys...look..."

"Nervous? We all did, remember?" Hermione interrupted.

"It's just...never mind."

"Charlie Young."

A boy went up. He was tanned, but was noticeably Caucasian, he had a shag of blonde curls, and dark blue eyes. He had a nice smile, probably a charmer for all the girls. Harry heard his friends cheering and 'wooing' for him. He smiled and sat on the stool. He was about 5'11 and the stool was way to small. Harry was almost sure it would break under his weight. McGonagall put the hat on his head and waited.

"GRYFANDOOR!"

Charlie jumped off of the seat and ran over to the table. People engulfed him, Harry didn't expect to get a chance to see him until tomorrow.

"Lucifer Nata."

This boy had light brown hair, Caucasian skin and brown eyes. He was shorter then the others, maybe 5'7 and he was one of those, adorable cutes. He sat on the stool and waited, looking at his friends smiling. The hat was put on his head and it wasn't long before it called,

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Dark McKeon."

This boy almost ran up to the stool. He was a fast guy, with a very intimidating Goth look. His black shaggy hair, his pale skin, and his dark eyes bared into you. He again was about 5'9 and laid back.

"Imagine him in Hufflepuff..." Ron laughed.

"RAVENCLAW!" The hat screamed.

"Phillip Hines."

This boy was maybe 5'7 and he had dark brown hair, dark brown skin, and dark brown eyes. His teeth seemed pearly white against his skin, and it was clear he was taking this all as a joke. He wasn't worried.

He sat on the stool and the hat was quickly put on his head.

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Storm Frank."

A girl came up and sat down on the stool. She was about 5'5 and she had brown curly hair and she looked Gypsy, maybe African. She had amethyst-brown eyes and was really pretty. She sat down shining her perfect teeth. It was obvious that Hermione was right, they did have free healthcare because so far there has not been a flaw in any of their teeth.

The hat was placed on her head and it didn't take long for,

"Hmmm...difficult. Difficult. I sense Slytherin, but Gryfandoor ... Gryfandoor appeals. GRYFANDOOR!"

The girl jumped off and came to join her friend Charlie, and again, Harry Ron and Hermione did not persue.

The last girl was already on the stool before her name was shouted out, because after all there had been a lot of cheering and of course, there had not been any other people.

This girl was darker skinned again, she looked pale in the face, but she covered it up well with again a perfect smile. She had dark rings around her eyes and dark hair which curled loosely. She was maybe 5'6 and she had bright blue eyes. She sat on the stool, obviously trying not to laugh.

"Doesn't she look familiar?" Hermione asked.

"Just what I was thinking." Harry whispered.

"Last but not least," McGonagall called. "Akasha Black."

"Black!" The three chorused.

"You don't think - ?" Hermione asked.

"No way." Ron said opened mouthed.

"But she looks..." Hermione told. "Someone would have told us."

"They don't have to." Harry told. "It couldn't be. Sirius would have told us he had a kid."

"Hmmm...again just like your friend eh?" The hat asked. "Well, Ms. Black, Your parents were split into both Gryfandoor and Slytherin, and you are following in their footsteps. What shall it be?" There was a pause...a long pause before the hat finally called,

"SLYTHERIN!"

She slipped off the bench and made her way towards the Slytherin girls who were shouting for her to come sit with them.

The new kids were here.

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Great. 2 in one house, 2 in another and then you and I are alone. Akasha whispered through her mind to Lucifer. Lucifer laughed in his mind.

I know. Well, at least you're not in goody-goody-two-shoes Hufflepuff. I wish I were anywhere else.

Slytherin? The bad-ass evil reputation Slytherin? Nah, Gryfandoor's where you wanna be. Besides, I'm not a pureblood.

And where did they get Black from? Your last name has never been Black. He could sense her shrug with her thoughts.

I don't know. Storm? Storm? You listening?

Yeah. You should be here. Everyone here's so nice. But there are rules, She began.

Same here. The rules are no speaking to Gryfandoor's.

No speaking to Slytherins.

Your life with Charlie's gone...joke. Lucifer laughed.

Well, it wasn't funny. What am I going to do?

We've all been through worse. If we could handle that, school can't be that much worse. Right?

But is she?

Oo! I like that chapter. I'm so excited! Next chapter will be so much cooler too. I hope you like it so far. Please R and R! Thanks! . . . my black tears. . .