Another chapter! Pretty much the whole story is already written, I just
have to type it all! (and it's about fifty pages long!) So wish my poor
fingers luck! One—no two requests. Read the song—DON'T SKIP OVER IT! It
took me a very long time to write. I had to listen to my CD and actually
copy down the original lyrics word by word for everything to fit. (why I
didn't get the lyrics off the internet I'll never know…) And…review.
Thanks.
Lily sat on the train in an empty compartment reading a book. She had looked for Sirius, but she couldn't see him anywhere. A tall girl with shoulder length brown hair walked in.
"Hello." She said politely, "Do you mind if I sit in here with you?"
"No, come on in." Lily said, "What's your name?"
"Monica Butler, and you?"
"Lily Evans"
"Pleased to meet you." They both said at the same time, which caused them to start laughing.
"So what house do you want to be in?" Lily asked Monica.
"Well," Monica answered, "My whole family has either been in Ravencalw—my dad's side—or Hufflepuff—my mum's side."
"So you want one of those?" Lily asked feeling her heart sink. She wanted to be in Gryffindor. "Actually—no. I want to be in Gryffindor."
"Me too!" Lily screamed excitedly.
They were too busy laughing to notice another girl come in. She was considerably shorter than Monica but only a bit shorter than Lily. She had blonde hair in tight spiral curls a little past her shoulders. Her face was bright and cheery; her cheeks very pink. She was a little on the plump side but it just made her appearance all the merrier.
"Hi," she said warmly, "I'm Suzie Blair. Do you mind if I sit with you two?"
"Oh, no, not at all." Monica said.
"Come sit down—I'm Lily Evans by the way."
"And I'm Monica Butler." The girls spent the rest of the ride talking about their lives before Hogwarts.
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"OOH!" The girls said as they got their first sight of Hogwarts. "It's beautiful!" Lily said in awe. "Yea." Both Suzie and Monica agreed. They all just sat there open mouthed, gaping until Hagrid ushered them all out of the boat and into the castle. They were herded into a great hall—which they later found out was appropriately called the Great Hall. The three girls stood there in front of all the students, still as statues. (or at least muggle statues) A witch of about 50 came into the hall carrying a stool and a hat. She set it down and the hat opened a wide rip in its side like a mouth and began to sing…
(to the tune of "Love Potion #9")
If you don't know me, I'm the hat that sorts
No wrestlin' trolls or writin' reports
All I gotta do is look into your mind
No secrets are safe cause…
It's sorting time
Just tell me where you'd like to make your friends
Spend your free time and play games on weekends
I'll look into your heart and see where qualities lie
Tell ya where you go cause…
It's sorting time
So sit down and put me on and give me some think
I might even know you house before you can blink
Be calm and joke around or give your fancies a wink
Don't hold your breath or close your eyes
You only think
It doesn't matter if it's day or night
You'll love your house—they're all outta sight
All there's left to do is look into your mind
No secrets are safe cause…
It's sorting time
Sorting time
Sorting time
Sorting time
When the singing finished the hall erupted in cheers. The first years ever lost their glazed looks for a moment. Then the witch began to call names.
Adams, Trish----RAVENCLAW
The girl practically ran to the table and jumped into a seat, blushing furiously.
Black, Sirius! The hat was on his head for all of two seconds when—GRYFFINDOR! He got up, joined his hands together in a fist and waved them about his head in triumph.
Blair, Suzie---GRYFFINDOR
Butler, Monica---GRYFFINDOR
Dogitt, Geraldine---HUFFLEPUFF
Evans, Lily
Lily walked up to the stool, visible shaking, face white as a sheet. She reached the stool, sat down, and let the hat slip down over her eyes. Suddenly a voice started whispering to her "Hmmm…you have every quality for every house…you're a special one. The one Dumbledore told me about." "Well, if it's any help," Lily thought, "I'd like to be in Gryffindor with my friends."
"Yes, yes. Gryffindor is the place for you. You should meet your true love in that house." "Really?!" Lily asked, "Who?!!"
"Ah-eh-a… not telling. But you're a bright girl…you'll figure it out. GRYFFINDOR!" The hat yelled before Lily could say anything else.
She ran up to the table and sat next to Suzie and Monica across from Sirius. He had his fingers in his mouth whistling. Suzie and Monica were all smiles.
"We thought you weren't going to get into Gryffindor. The hat was on your head for like five minutes!"
"Oh, he knew I was a Gryffindor, we were just chatting about my future." They stared.
Lupin, Remus
Remus walked forward.
"Watch him." Sirius whispered. "Hope for Gryffindor. He's cool."
"Okay." Whispered Lily. She crossed her fingers.
GRYFFINDOR!
As the boy made his way to the table Sirius stood up and made a sign with his hand (three middle fingers down, pinkie and thumb up) "KNARLEY DUDE!" Sirius said with a surfer accent. "Yea, STOKED!" Remus said putting on a surfer impression to rival Sirius's. Remus, tall and tanned, seemed to fit the surfer profile more accurately than Sirius. They all settled down quickly to see the rest of the sorting.
Martin, Sylvia---SLYTHERIN
Pettigrew, Peter---GRYFFINDOR
Potter, James
'Please not Gryffindor…Please not Gryffindor' Lily chanted to herself
GRYFFINDOR.
Lily groaned.
Lily sat on the train in an empty compartment reading a book. She had looked for Sirius, but she couldn't see him anywhere. A tall girl with shoulder length brown hair walked in.
"Hello." She said politely, "Do you mind if I sit in here with you?"
"No, come on in." Lily said, "What's your name?"
"Monica Butler, and you?"
"Lily Evans"
"Pleased to meet you." They both said at the same time, which caused them to start laughing.
"So what house do you want to be in?" Lily asked Monica.
"Well," Monica answered, "My whole family has either been in Ravencalw—my dad's side—or Hufflepuff—my mum's side."
"So you want one of those?" Lily asked feeling her heart sink. She wanted to be in Gryffindor. "Actually—no. I want to be in Gryffindor."
"Me too!" Lily screamed excitedly.
They were too busy laughing to notice another girl come in. She was considerably shorter than Monica but only a bit shorter than Lily. She had blonde hair in tight spiral curls a little past her shoulders. Her face was bright and cheery; her cheeks very pink. She was a little on the plump side but it just made her appearance all the merrier.
"Hi," she said warmly, "I'm Suzie Blair. Do you mind if I sit with you two?"
"Oh, no, not at all." Monica said.
"Come sit down—I'm Lily Evans by the way."
"And I'm Monica Butler." The girls spent the rest of the ride talking about their lives before Hogwarts.
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"OOH!" The girls said as they got their first sight of Hogwarts. "It's beautiful!" Lily said in awe. "Yea." Both Suzie and Monica agreed. They all just sat there open mouthed, gaping until Hagrid ushered them all out of the boat and into the castle. They were herded into a great hall—which they later found out was appropriately called the Great Hall. The three girls stood there in front of all the students, still as statues. (or at least muggle statues) A witch of about 50 came into the hall carrying a stool and a hat. She set it down and the hat opened a wide rip in its side like a mouth and began to sing…
(to the tune of "Love Potion #9")
If you don't know me, I'm the hat that sorts
No wrestlin' trolls or writin' reports
All I gotta do is look into your mind
No secrets are safe cause…
It's sorting time
Just tell me where you'd like to make your friends
Spend your free time and play games on weekends
I'll look into your heart and see where qualities lie
Tell ya where you go cause…
It's sorting time
So sit down and put me on and give me some think
I might even know you house before you can blink
Be calm and joke around or give your fancies a wink
Don't hold your breath or close your eyes
You only think
It doesn't matter if it's day or night
You'll love your house—they're all outta sight
All there's left to do is look into your mind
No secrets are safe cause…
It's sorting time
Sorting time
Sorting time
Sorting time
When the singing finished the hall erupted in cheers. The first years ever lost their glazed looks for a moment. Then the witch began to call names.
Adams, Trish----RAVENCLAW
The girl practically ran to the table and jumped into a seat, blushing furiously.
Black, Sirius! The hat was on his head for all of two seconds when—GRYFFINDOR! He got up, joined his hands together in a fist and waved them about his head in triumph.
Blair, Suzie---GRYFFINDOR
Butler, Monica---GRYFFINDOR
Dogitt, Geraldine---HUFFLEPUFF
Evans, Lily
Lily walked up to the stool, visible shaking, face white as a sheet. She reached the stool, sat down, and let the hat slip down over her eyes. Suddenly a voice started whispering to her "Hmmm…you have every quality for every house…you're a special one. The one Dumbledore told me about." "Well, if it's any help," Lily thought, "I'd like to be in Gryffindor with my friends."
"Yes, yes. Gryffindor is the place for you. You should meet your true love in that house." "Really?!" Lily asked, "Who?!!"
"Ah-eh-a… not telling. But you're a bright girl…you'll figure it out. GRYFFINDOR!" The hat yelled before Lily could say anything else.
She ran up to the table and sat next to Suzie and Monica across from Sirius. He had his fingers in his mouth whistling. Suzie and Monica were all smiles.
"We thought you weren't going to get into Gryffindor. The hat was on your head for like five minutes!"
"Oh, he knew I was a Gryffindor, we were just chatting about my future." They stared.
Lupin, Remus
Remus walked forward.
"Watch him." Sirius whispered. "Hope for Gryffindor. He's cool."
"Okay." Whispered Lily. She crossed her fingers.
GRYFFINDOR!
As the boy made his way to the table Sirius stood up and made a sign with his hand (three middle fingers down, pinkie and thumb up) "KNARLEY DUDE!" Sirius said with a surfer accent. "Yea, STOKED!" Remus said putting on a surfer impression to rival Sirius's. Remus, tall and tanned, seemed to fit the surfer profile more accurately than Sirius. They all settled down quickly to see the rest of the sorting.
Martin, Sylvia---SLYTHERIN
Pettigrew, Peter---GRYFFINDOR
Potter, James
'Please not Gryffindor…Please not Gryffindor' Lily chanted to herself
GRYFFINDOR.
Lily groaned.