Ok everyone before you read the story I feel its my duty to tell you all that Draco (aka tom Felton) is a sex GOD! I went to see Harry Potter and the Goblet of fire twice yesterday- once just me and my mom and then again with the whole family. Great.

Sea4Shoes- I'm still undecided yet about the Tristan/Jess issue and yes it is going to be a Luke and lorelai if that's what Java Junkie means (I don't completely get the language yet)

Roween- read to see how I've housed the characters.

LoVe23+ BANDGEEK2300+ amantedellibro209 - of course the Harry Potter characters are going to be in this too. It wouldn't be a Harry Potter crossover if Harry Potter wasn't in it.

amythestpony- just try not to drool at Tom- lol

starlover88- I'm kind of obsessed with both too

erlover1987- thank you

Chapter 3- Rory's Sorting Rory's Point of View

So I stand trembling at the front of a queue of first years. I swear I could feel my knees knocking and my palms were sweating. I try to wipe them on my robes but it doesn't work. Then the stern looking witch, Professor McGonagall comes back in to the small chamber. "Your to go in now, please be quiet and follow me"

So we all follow her into the vast great hall full of students, me and a bunch of wet first years. 'At least I got out of the journey across the lake' I think as the kid behinds me sneezes (rather loudly).

I'm very aware of all the eyes on us, particularly me (as I look so out of place), as we line up in front of the staff table. The Hall is deathly quiet for a few moments then I hear the voice of Dumbledore from behind me.

"You may be wondering why there is a sixteen year old waiting to be sorted" he addressed the students who hung on to his every word. "The answer is simple. She has moved here this year from a magical institution in America. She is here with her mother who is the new Muggle Studies teacher" at this point he motioned for Lorelai to stand up, and when she did he led the students in a round of applause.

Rory threw her mum a shaky smile, which was just as nervously returned.

"Rory Gilmore, therefore, must be sorted into a house now, just before the first years". As he said this McGonagall approached Rory with a small stool on top of which was a hat, she placed the hat on the stool and waited. Everyone in the hall sat and watched the hat, as if waiting. Then slowly a gap opened near the rim,

"Oh you may not think I'm pretty

But don't Judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your Bowlers black,

Your top hats Sleek and tall,

But I'm the Hogwarts sorting hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head,

The sorting hat can't see,

So try me on and I can tell you,

Where you ought to be.

You may belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the Brave at heart,

Their daring nerve and Chivalry,

Set Gryffindors apart.

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true,

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

If you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind.

Or perhaps in Slytherin,

You'll make your real friends.

Those cunning folk use any means

To achieve their ends,

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a thinking cap!"

The room burst into applause, clapping, whistling and cheering filled the room. The students in seats looked delighted. I however trembled slightly. My house was going to be decided by this piece of fabric? I knew about magical objects but I hadn't got far enough into 'Hogwarts, A History' to know about this hat.

"Come forward and sit on the stool," McGonagall said looking at me pointedly. I realised slightly too late that I'd been staring at the hat. And I walked forward and sat down on this seat.

McGonagall placed the patched and frayed thing on my head and it slipped down past my eyes. 'Bloody Hell' I found myself thinking, 'Whoever owned this thing first had a BIG head'.

'Do not disrespect the name of Godric Gryffindor!' said a stern voice inside my head making me jump slightly on the stool.

'Wow, this was his hat' I thought to myself 'just….WOW'

'Well…' the voice inside my head continued 'You are brave, you approached this stool even though you were scared. You have some extraordinary talent, and a lot of ambition, your honest and trustworthy. But more than anything else you want knowledge, your eager to learn. No doubt where you belong Rory…'

'It knows my name!' I thought in awe. The magical world still took me by surprise sometimes.

'Of course I do' it said to my head then "RAVENCLAW" it shouted out loud.

I breathed a soft sigh of relief, happy to get off the stool, I walked to the table clapping and cheering the hardest. Immediately I spotted Jess and sat down next to him.

"Hi" I said

"Hi, were you just the most scared you've ever been in your life?' he asked

"No I wasn't" I said lying through my teeth- and the sorting hat said I was honest.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Really?" he asked, a smile playing around his mouth

"I was terrified," I admitted

"Shhhhhhhh"

He laughed. "So you want 'Jess Mariano's Guide to Who's Who in Hogwarts?" He asked.

"Sure" I replied

"Shhhhhh!"

"After the sorting" he whispered.

We shut up and paid attention to the Sorting.