Chapter 5
The Entrance to Hogwarts
Standing in a line of first years Marie, Sarah, Moriah and Heather looked abnormally tall, well all but Marie. They were whispering something about the ceiling when a pointy faced witch appeared with an old hat on a three legged stool. The witch unraveled a parchment almost two feet long. The witch spook in a low and authorized voice. "You will come up when I call your name and sit on the stool. I will place the sorting hat on your head and he will sort you into your houses."
"I'm not putting that old thing on my head." Whispered Sarah to Moriah in a fit of giggles. After a long wait the witch rolled up her parchment and looked up.
"O-yes the transfers. Heather Delacour please come up here." Heather walked up to the stool and sat down. When she looked ahead of her she could see millions of eyes watching her.
"Hmm…" said a voice in her head "You have got a lot of talent… I think…well maybe not…" a voice finally yelled "you should go to GRYFFINDOR!" A ton of students clapped and whistled while Heather glided to an empty seat next to Harry and Ron.
"Now Marie Granger, will you now come up here?"
"Ya, sure." answered Marie in an annoyed tone. The hat seemed to be on Marie's head for ages when he finally said "GRYFFINDOR!" Marie strutted over to her table mopping. She had heard about each house from Hermione and wanted into Slytherin.
"Now Moriah and Sarah Stiff if you'll come up one at a time and tell me which is which…"
"Ya! I'm Sarah and that there is Moriah." Answered Moriah walking up to the hat, but when the hat was placed on Moriah's head it laughed and said the pointy faced witch had been fooled. It took about 10 seconds for the hat to yell Gryffindor. When IT WAS Sarah's turn she sat down and waited and waited while the hat pondered in her ear, but finally he yelled "GRYFFINDOR!"
TBC…