A/N – Okay, 'thank you's' aside, welcome to the new chapter. Chapter 3. This is the chapter where they will get sorted. Harry and Ron will take an instant disliking to Draco Malfoy and his buddies, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. But what about Poopie? It seems Harry and Ron have become close. Also, what house will the hat sort Poopie into? Slytherin? Gryffindor? The others? Well, you'll find out… now! WHOO! First, the disclaimer that we all love so much… NOT!
Disclaimer – I do (not) own Harry Potter, or his friends. But who would want to? Anyways, I also don't own Lemo and Andy. Mince Sauce and Winston. But I do own Cheesy, because that is me. And I own Cheesy's pet, Sprinkles the pig. I also don't own Poopie McGee, because he is my brother/my brother's creation. Now, on with the story!
The Misadventures of Poopie McGee
CHAPTER 4 – Meeting Professor McGonagall and Getting Sorted
"So it's true then?" a voice asked. Harry, Ron, Poopie, Andy, Lemo and Cheesy all turned around to face a boy with pale skin, a pointed nose, and blonde hair. Two larger boys stood behind him, flexing their muscles. "The famous Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts?" the boy said. Harry frowned.
"Where else would I go? This is the only magical school around, isn't it?" he asked. The boy and his friends laughed.
"Oh you are a crack up, Harry Potter. My name is Draco. Draco Malfoy", the boy said. "That's Crabbe, and that's Goyle." Ron snorted, causing Draco to look at him. "Got something to say, do you? Well, no need to ask who you are. Red hair, freckles, and hand-me down robes. Why, you're a Weasley! You don't want to be making friends with his lot, Harry. Stick with me, and you'll make the right friends." Draco extended his hand. Harry looked at it, and then at Draco.
"I think I can tell that for myself, thanks", Harry said.
"You'll regret saying that, Potter." Draco then left.
Someone tapped on Harry's shoulder, and he turned around. "Good evening first years. I am Professor McGonagall. In a few moments, you will pass through these doors, and join your housemates. However, before you can do this, you must be sorted into your house. The houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and… Slytherin." Professor McGonagall had said Slytherin with a disgusted tone in her voice. "Follow me please." McGonagall started walking into the Great Hall. The first year students looked around the Great Hall nervously, whilst the older students watched them interestedly. A few of the students were 'ooohing' and 'aaahing' over the ceiling. "It's not real you know. I read in Hogwarts; A History that they bewitched the ceiling to make it look like the night sky", Hermione said.
"When I call your name, you will sit on this stool, and put this hat on your head", McGonagall said. The first years nodded, and she started reading out names.
"Abbot, Hannah!" A red-headed girl ran to the stool, and put the hat on her head. A few seconds later, she ran to the Hufflepuff table.
"Granger, Hermione!"
"Oh no… okay, just stay calm…" Hermione walked slowly to the hat, and put in on her hair, looking scared.
"Mental case, that one…" Ron commented. Harry nodded in agreement, and Poopie started muttering about their stupid insults again.
"GRYFFINDOR!" Hermione jumped off the stool, and ran to the Gryffindor table.
"Weasley, Ronald!" Ron's eyes widened, and he sat on the stool.
"Ah, another Weasley, I see. I know just what to do with you…" the hat said.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Kently, Rianna!" Cheesy stood where she was, looking around the Great Hall. Lemo and Andy nudged her from each side.
"OW! Bitches!" Cheesy muttered.
"You've just been called", Lemo muttered. Cheesy's eyes went round.
"Oh!" And with that, Cheesy ran to the stool, and shoved the hat on her head.
"Hmm… never had a Kently here before… Dunno what to do with you… Oh! I'm the hat, of course I do…"
"GRYFFINDOR!" Cheesy took the hat off, and ran to the Gryffindor table.
"Patil, Padma!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Patil, Parvarti!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Potter, Harry!" The Great Hall erupted into whispers, and Harry nervously approached the hat. Professor Dumbledore, the Headmaster, leaned forward in his seat. It was from then on that he knew… he would favour Harry Potter for the rest of his school years…
"You could be great in SLytherin…"
"Not Slytherin…" Harry whispered.
"Not Slytherin, eh? Well then, better be… GRYFFINDOR!" Harry sighed in relief, and went to the Gryffindor table. Dumbledore clapped loudly with the Gryffindors.
"Rose, Amber!" Andy looked around obliviously until Lemo pushed her towards the chair.
"'Lo hat…" was the last thing Andy said before the hat was placed on her head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" Andy ran to join Cheesy.
"Roberts, Leah!"
"THAT'S YOU LEMO!" Cheesy and Andy shouted.
"Nah, YA THINK!" Lemo shouted back, shoving the hat on her head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" And so, Lemo went to join her friends…
"McGee, Poopie!" Poopie put the hat on his head, and waited.
"Hmm… a vampire, huh? Well, I know where to put you…"
"No, wait! Vampires can be brave and loyal too!" Poopie whispered.
"No, vampire, your kind is always cold-hearted, and killers. You care about no one except yourself and your companions."
"Well there you go, we don't just care about ourselves", Poopie said.
"Yeah, well… SHUT UP!"
"Put in Gryffindor and I will."
"Fine… GRYFFINDOR!" And so, Poopie went to join Harry and Ron at the Gryffindor table.
"Percy, who's that teacher?" Harry asked, pointing to Professor Snape.
"That's Professor Snape, the Potions Master. It's rumored that he wants the Defence Against the Dark Arts position, and will do anything to get it", Percy replied. Harry looked at Snape, and his scar started to hurt.
"Ow…" Poopie and Ron looked at him.
"What's up?" Ron asked, but Poopie already knew… there was something about Snape that he didn't like… he didn't like him one bit…
A/N – Well there you go, Chapter 4. I was seriously thinking of putting Poopie in Slytherin, and then having Harry be all like "You betrayed me" and such. Maybe I'll just make Poopie become friends with the Slytherins… hmm… anyways, hope you liked the story. SMILES: -)
CtC (Cheesy the Cheeseball)