A/n: I wrote this before reading HBP, but havent got around to typing it, assume that McGonagall; is headmistress and just feels like doing the sorting.
DISCLAIMER: All of the original HP characters are property of JKR, all others are based off of her work
SORTING
Griff Lilia and Rion climbed down from the train, looking around confused. "
"First years over here! First years!" They looked to see a large man with a wild beard staring down at them. "Hello! Let me introduce myself. Rubeus Hagrid, keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts."
"Oh yeah! My parents told me all about you!" Griff said excitedly.
"Mine too." Lilia said.
" That makes three of us." Rion added, although not as enthusiastically as the others.
"And who would they be?" Hagrid asked them.
"Guess." Griff challenged.
"Judging by the hair, I'd say a Weasley... Not Percy?" Griff eyes widened, and a horrified look came over his face. "Guess not then. Um. Ron?"
"Yeah! Now guess me!" Lilia said.
"Holy on a second." He leaned down to get a closer look at her face. "You've gotta be Harry's girl, with those eyes. Just like Lily's.' She smiled, and Hagrid turned his attention to Rion. "Now for you. This presents a challenge. Judging by the hair, you're definitely not a Weasley, and I know Harry's boys are too young to be here. Hmmm."
"Bet you'll never guess." Rion said with a challenging sneer. Suddenly Hagrid's face fell a little.
"Malfoy."
"Yeah. That's my dad." Rion said quietly.
"Well, as much of a scum bag son of a bitch your father was, I've learned that everyone deserves a chance." He looked around at the crowd of first years forming near the edge of the lake. "Well, best be going then."
They clambered into a boat occupied by a small girl with light brown hair and blue eyes. She looked up as they got seated. "Hi, I'm Amanda Lowden."
"Lilia Potter."
"Did you say Potter? As in Harry Potter?"
Lilia Rolled her eyes a little. "Yeah, that's my dad."
"Oh my god! I've read so much about him! Is it true that he defeated the dark lord when he was only a year old?"
"And again when he was eleven and every year after that until he was eighteen."
"That is so cool! Sorry, who are you?" She seemed to have just noticed Griff and Rion.
"Oh, yeah. I'm Rion Malfoy."
"Malfoy? Well, that's ironic."
"What is?"
"Well I mean you have Harry Potter's daughter and a Malfoy going to Hogwarts together."
" Well Yeah. Whatever." Griff cut her off, annoyed. "Anyways, I'm Griff Weasley."
"Hi. Oh my..."The castle came into view and the group of first years fell silent.
They were met by a stern looking woman in green robes in the entrance hall. "Good evening, I am Professor McGonagall. Tonight, in a few moments, you will pass through those doors off to the right and enter the Great Hall to be sorted. There are four houses; Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. If you will all follow me." She turned and led the first years into the Great Hall. "When I call your name, please step forward and sit on the stool." She called out names, and the Hat sent children into the various four houses. Then She called out "Malfoy, Orion." Rion sat nervously on the three legged stool for a few moments until finally the hat yelled out "Slytherin!" He smiled weakly at Lilia, Griff and Amanda as he went to join the Slytherins.
"Lowden, Amanda." Amanda's eyes grew wide as she walked slowly to the front of the group. Barely had the sorting hat made contact with her head, it screamed out "Gryffindor!" And she ran off to join the Griffindor table. A similar situation occurred when Griff was called forward. A few more students were called and then; "Potter, Lilia"
Trying to seem confident, she walked up and sat on the stool as the sorting hat was placed on her head.
Interesting. Quite interesting.
What's so interesting?
A thirst for recognition, courage, hmmm. Where to put you, where to put you. You'd do quite well in Slytherin, you know.
What? No I can't be in Slytherin!
Ahh, just like your father. Okay then. Better be "Griffindor!"
Smiling brightly, Lilia ran down to join her cousins and friends at the Gryffindor table.
At the end of the feast, the prefects- Ric and Rosie, led the first years up to the Griffindor Tower, giving the password "popsicle" to the fat lady and leading them to their respective dormitories.
Amanda and Lilia had been given beds that were coincidentally next to each other, and went about putting away the rest of their things that hadn't been put away by the house elves. The noted proudly that their clothes had been outfitted with Gryffindor badges.
Running her fingers lightly along the bed curtains, Lilia smiled to herself. Now she knew why her Dad thought of Hogwarts as a second home.
