Unexpected Sorting

Harry sat silently as the carriages approached the castle. Across from him Hermione sat, reading 'Dumbledore's story, through life into death' which lay on her lap, causing her hair to sway when the carriage moved. She was humming slightly and whispering to herself about Victor and how she missed him. Harry looked away from his friend and carried on staring outside at the castle, obviously Ron was in the prefect's carriage messing around with Lavender. The carriage suddenly stopped, Hermione looked up at Harry who was still staring outside. Then someone got onboard.

"Hi Harry!" He looked up and Ron was standing in front of him.

"Hi, I thought you'd be in the prefects carriage with Lavender." Harry replied mournfully.

"Yeah I was until I saw you, I know you're a bit annoyed about me and well you know. Anyway you shouldn't be mad with me because it turns out that lavender went of with a French guy in the holidays so it finished." He stopped with a un-ron-like look on his face. Then he smiled "have a chocolate frog!"

Later

Harry entered the great hall, closely followed by Ron and hermione, who where having a argument about whether Sirius' ghost will teach them this year like he did the last year.

" Whatever Hermione, Sirius won't be on that table theres a curse on that job bet you a galleon that he isn't."

" I maybe 17 Ron but I don't think that is the right thing to do, I would bet 5 galleons if I were you Ron. 5 galleons, agreed?" Hermione said grinning at Harry. However he wasn't listening he was staring at the cloaked person at the back of the hall. Ron stopped talking and sat down extremely close to Hermione who looked up at him and whispered something in his ear, which made him slide back so he was facing Harry, blushing slightly and when he faced the teachers table he found out that he had just lost 5 galleons.

When professor Snape stood the hall went quiet and he surveyed the pupils from his golden chair in the middle of the teacher's table. Like last year he just stood there for a few minutes pointing out those who he thought he should be keep an eye on. Then he spoke. " Many of you will know this but for the new pupils and those who forget…" he paused looking towards Harry and his best friends, he said it with hatred and a great longing to curse the ones which he was starring at. " … the dark forest is no longer out of bounds but I will warn those younger than 16, you will not survive, even some of you older than that will be cursed and many not live to tell the tale. And there is a new pupil from Durmstrang and now professor, please proceed with the sorting of Helena Yevestcy." the cloaked person stood up and the cloak was taken from her. She must have been a veela Harry thought for beauty like this was hard to find, she was not the normal blond-haired blue-eyed type veela for her hair was golden and her eyes where brown but she somehow glowed in her own beauty, making Harry's heart throb. Ron was still starring at Hermione who only noticed this when she stopped inking little hearts on her arm, looked up at him and gave him a look, which told him to dream on or something like that.

"You are very hard to place," said the sorting hat in Helena's ear "almost as tricky as Mr Harry potter, hmm, slytherin, that would be very appropriate after what you dear father has done." Helena wondered about what the sorting hat had said in its sarcastic, cruel voice inside her head. " But I see that you may not follow in his footsteps, hmmm, ah! I see that you are very brave as well as clever, hmm, yes I no just where to put you, I think I'll put you in SLYTHERIN" The whole school heard that last word and Harry's smile faded.

"NO I NEVER GO TO SYTHERIN NEVER!" Helena shouted, her English very advanced. Everyone looked at her, then at Snape. The headmaster was just about to speak when the sorting hat let out another cry.

"I have never placed someone in the wrong house!" it said, Snape listened attentively " however this girl nevertheless was extremely hard to place, I will have to pick the other house in which she will do well in, let her be in GRYFINDOR!"

"Thank you" was Helena's only reply as she ran down the steps towards an ecstatic Harry and the empty place; several whistles and comments obviously others thought she was pretty.

"STOP!" everyone fell silent. " Sorting hat, this is not allowed in my school so I command you to send her to slytherin!"exclaimed Snape but the sorting hat was already muttering the next school song in its sleep and only Harry seemed to notice that it was still awake.