Early the next morning, Clarisa just finished putting on the school robes which Molly bought her, when a knock on the door interrupted her." Come in!" Clarisa called out, and Remus came in smiling at the teen." Good morning, look like you are almost ready for school?" Remus smiled, and Clarisa nodded." Just about done, but what can I do for you?" Clarisa asked, as she picked up her backpack." Nothing at the moment, Sirius just wanted me to see you off, like I wouldn't have done so if he hadn't asked." Remus laughed, as Clarisa gave him a hug." Tell that mutt of a Godfather I said bye, and I will see you guys next month." Clarisa said as she let go Remus." You know you are acting more like a girl every time I see you, since Harry wouldn't have hugged me like that." Remus informed a blushing Clarisa." Blame it on the spell, since I can't help acting like a girl." Clarisa started, as she placed her backpack on." I'm also lucky I lost interested in girls, or being in the girls locker room in the Muggle school, would've some dire consequences." Clarisa laughed, as Remus shook his head." Then I wish you luck in dating boys, since Sirius might have something to say about that?" Remus joked, but Clarisa looked unsure." I may have lost interest in girls, but boys, I probably will not take that step until long after I finished school." Clarisa informed Remus, whom looked sorry about Clarisa predicament." Then I hope you will find the right one until then." Remus hopefully said, as Clarisa nodded." I hope so too." Clarisa only said, and with a last goodbye, she was gone in a puff of smoke.
Hogwarts
Just outside the main doors Clarisa appeared looking apprehensive, about being here." Great, not the time for cold feet since Dumbledore's expecting me in the Great Hall!" Clarisa thought to herself, as she moved forward to open the doors, and then headed to the Great Hall.
The Great Hall was noisy, as many ate their breakfast, but it was interrupted as the doors slightly opened, and a silver haired girl peek in." I guess this is the place, is Professor Dumbledore here?" Clarisa nervously asked as she entered, while the students and professors looked curiously at Clarisa." Yes, that will be me..." Dumbledore started, but was cut off by an irritating sound." Hem, hem!" A toad like woman coughed, making Clarisa instantly not liking the woman." Who are you, and what brings you to our school young lady?" The woman rudely asked, but Dumbledore quickly intervene." This is Clarisa whitewater Professor Umbridge, she was supposed to come here for her O.W.Ls exams, but an unexpected event had force her to start attending our school to finish fifth year and up." Dumbledore informed everyone, and Clarisa could tell Dumbledore doesn't like the woman." Humph, this is uncalled for, I don't see why we should bring in a late comer, let her continue elsewhere!" Umbridge suggested sounding like Clarisa was nothing but garbage." I think not Professor Umbridge, since Miss. Whitewater has already enrolled in our fine school, so we must take her in." Dumbledore firmly said, as Umbridge suddenly lost interest in what was going on.
Once Umbridge stopped talking, Dumbledore continued." Now that settled, we need the sorting Hat to sort Miss. Whitewater." Dumbledore simply said, and two phoenixes appeared, one was pitched black, which was flying with the sorting hat, and the other was red and orange, which was flying with the three legged stool." Thanks Talons and Fawkes please set them before me." Dumbledore called out, and both bird placed the hat on the stool, in front of Dumbledore." Now that the hat is here, please Miss. Whitewater be seated, so we can sort you into a House." Dumbledore suggested, and as Talons got settled on Clarisa's shoulder, Clarisa sat on the stool, and place the hat on.
As everything went black, the Hat spoke in Clarisa's mind." Hmm, you are not a Whitewater, but do carry their bloodline, which should've died out several hundred years ago?" The Hat thought, as Clarisa worriedly sat." Hat, please don't sort me into Slytherin!" Clarisa thought and the Hat laugh." Slytherin is never a choice for a Whitewater, but I do have a problem sorting you!" The Hat informed Clarisa, then out loud." Professor Dumbledore!" The Hat shouted, causing every to stare at Clarisa.
Once the sorting hat called out Dumbledore's name, Clarisa removed the hat, and looked puzzled at it." Hat, what is the problem?" Dumbledore asked, still sitting at his seat." This girl's courage and love for reading is so balanced, that I can't decide to put her in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor!" The Hat informed the Headmaster, but another spoke out." Just put her in Slytherin, since that is where all Dark Wizards go!" Someone rudely shouted, and the Hat looked not nicely at the speaker." The Whitewater family line, always fought for the light, and from all I had sorted, only one percent had ever gone to Slytherin, while the rest went to Ravenclaw, Mr. Weasley!" The Hat started in disgust, at Ron's attitude." And keep that attitude up; I will be force to resort you into Slytherin!" The Hat warned, causing Ron to protest." Clarisa must have done something to the…" Ron started, but Hermione whom was sitting next to him, cast a silencing charm on him." Sorry about his rudeness, please continue." Hermione apologized, and Dumbledore thankfully nodded." Mr. Weasley, to let you know the Hat CAN do that, so you will be advise NOT to upset the Hat again!" Dumbledore informed the young Weasley with a hint of anger, then turn to Clarisa with a gentle tone." Since the Hat can't place you in a House, I think will be best that Clarisa choose one of the two Houses the Hat had mentioned." Dumbledore kindly suggested, and Clarisa instinctly knew what house she should go to." I choose Ravenclaw!" Clarisa informed Dumbledore, and he nodded accepting Clarisa's wishes." Now that is settled, here is your schedule Miss. Whitewater, and I hope you will be happy in the House that you had chosen." Dumbledore informed Clarisa, as she took the schedule, and left for her table.
As Clarisa sat at the Ravenclaw table, she was warmly welcomed by all that sat around her, but a glance at the Gryffindor's table, showed that Hermione did understand her chosen House, and with that Clarisa knew that Hermione will be always there for her.