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Ch. 5 My Mother's Bed
I am sure you all know what happened next. All of the first years, me included, were panicking about The Sorting Ceremony. It had turned out to be a sorting hat that you placed on your head. When Professor McGonagall started to read off the names, I noticed that they were in alphabetic order. I was panicking. 'Is McGonagall going to call me by Granger or Snape?' The next thing I heard was Finch-Fletchley, Justin being put in Hufflepuff and Finnigan, Seamus being out in Gryffindor. They had gone from B to F. G was next. I hoped that they would not skip G like they had C, D, and E. I was holding my breath, begging to hear my name called next. "Granger, Hermione!"
'Oh thank you God!' I thought as I walked up to the stool a little fast. It was then that I saw my dad for the first time since I had arrived. He gave me a little smile and a wink. I pulled the hat on and it began to talk to me. "I must say dear, you are the hardest I have ever had to place yet. You are very brave, smart, cunning, and loyal. You have all four houses' qualities in you, more so then others. You must relax dear girl, I cannot see what is in your head if you don't."
'Oh, sorry!' I thought and the hat heard it. "Don't be sorry, you have many secrets that you don't want known." The hat seemed to be thinking really hard because it didn't say anything for a while. 'I can't be in Slytherin; everyone must think I am muggle-born. I want to be in Gryffindor like my mother. That would be nice.' I had forgotten that the hat could read my mind and that was the reason it hadn't said anything.
"I see what is in side your heart as well as your head, and I do believe that if I put you anywhere you would do great. Are you sure you don't want Slytherin? I since a tiny bit of hope of being placed there. Slytherin or Gryffindor? Hmmm" 'No! Please! Anywhere but Slytherin! It is for my own good.' He heard that too and finally, after what seemed like forever, he said, "You asked for it," just load enough for me to hear and then out load for everyone else to hear he said, "GRYFFINDOR!"
A loud cheer came from my new house table. The sorting continued and Neville was after me. He made Gryffindor. Draco had made Slytherin. 'Ha! Of course he would!' The next name that I cared to hear was Harry's. He made Gryffindor also. Ron was second to last; he too made Gryffindor. 'Well, you can't have everything' I thought. I really didn't want him to be in Gryffindor. I did not like him.
After the sorting was over Dumbledore had gotten to his feet. He welcomed everyone to a new year at Hogwarts and then said a few words of nonsense and sat back down. Everyone clapped and cheered as the plates in front of us filled with food. Ghosts had started to show up. They were welcoming everyone. The rest of the dinner went by ok. Percy, who was one of the Prefects and one of Ron's older brothers, and I got into a conversation of all the different classes that I would be taking. I was greatly looking forward to Transfiguration. Dad said it was my mother's favorite. Out of nowhere, Harry slapped is forehead with pain. "What is it?" Percy had asked him. "Nothing." 'Nothing? Whatever! No one goes around and slaps his or herself for nothing. Oh well.' I thought.
The next thing I knew, Harry asked Percy, "Who's that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?" I turned to look. They were talking about my dad. I was able to catch the last part of what Percy had said, "…knows an awful lot about the Dark Arts, Snape." ('Yea, and? So what? Wow calm down Hermione. Stop jumping to conclusions.')
I really wanted to go and talk to him, my dad I mean. I didn't know when the next time I would get the chance to would be. I looked up at him hoping that he would give me some kind of sign as to when and where or something. He didn't look in the direction of my table for the remainder of dinner. At the very end Dumbledore gave his announcements, led us as we sang the school song and sent us off to bed. For a brief second, Dumbledore caught my eyes and smiled at me. With that smile he assured me that everything was going to workout all right.
Percy led the new Gryffindores and I to our new home for our time at Hogwarts. He told us our password and pointed us in the direction of our beds. I went straight to my bed when I had climbed the last set of stairs. I had the best bed in the room in my opinion as well as the other first year girls. They were begging me to switch with one of them. It was right next to the window, overlooking the lake. I told them that I would think about it just as a piece of parchment sitting on my trunk caught my eye. I opened it and read…
My dear Hermione,
I am so glad that you made Gryffindor just like your mother. She would have been so proud. I made sure that you received her bed. If you look at the headboard right were the mattress meets it, you will see where she engraved her name. I know how much you want to be like her. I'm sure the other girls are jealous, it is the best bed on the room. Just remember that you can't tell them any of this. I know how hard it must be for you. I talked to Draco earlier this evening and I heard about what happened. Just give him some time. Meanwhile, get some rest. You have a big day ahead of you. I love you.
Love always,
Dad
P.S. I love being able to say I am your father, even though no one knows. If you have any questions or need anything at all, send me an owl. I hope to meet with you soon. Until then, I love you.
After reading that, I looked at the other girls and simply said, "I think I will keep this one." I changed into my pajamas and crawled on to my new bed. I pulled the pillow away, and sure enough, there read Hermione Ann Potter. I put the pillow back down, placed my head on it, and fell into one of the nicest sleeps I've ever had.