Magical Origins
A/N: Ok, you guys, so I'm going to use Liliana's name as Lily from now on mostly, but there will be times when I will use her first name.
Year 1: The Sorting
Harry sat there, looking at Hogwarts in all of its glory. He failed to notice that they were moving to what appeared to be a cave. They entered the cave slowly before Harry see they had stop and dry land was before them. Getting out, Harry notices a set of stairs that seemed to be leading upwards towards the castle. Harry was starting to feel excited inside of him growing. He tried to be mature and not show it or get too anxious.
"Alright, follow me," Hagrid said as he led them up the stairs. Harry said nothing as they climb up the stairs in darkness. Harry said nothing, and he was delighted Lily didn't say anything either or tug on his robes like a little child.
Harry realized they were soon heading towards an opening, and the fresh air greeted him with a wind chill. Many students were cold and trying to stay warm. They got closer to the castle, and Harry immediately notices the two front-heavy oak doors were more significant than the Dursley's house. This made Harry smile, knowing he made the right choice in coming here. He felt as if he belongs with people who would finally understand him, and he would eventually have some friends of his own without Dudley and his gang to scare them off.
Hagrid knocks on the door bringing Harry out of his train of thought. Opening the door was Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall didn't look like the day she had when she Picks up Harry and Lily. Something had happened that caused her to turn a sharp eye at all the first years.
"Follow me. The sorting ceremony is going to begin shortly." Professor McGonagall said after she had a few brief words with Hagrid. The first years followed Professor McGonagall into what appeared to be the entrance hall. They all followed McGonagall in silence. Knowing full well, she was in no mood for nonsense. Professor McGonagall stop them at the top of the stairs. She turns to face them, and in a stern voice, she began to lecture them.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. For ten months for the next seven years, this will be your home. Treat it as such, and it will treat you just as so. There are four houses of Hogwarts. A house where you will be sorted into. This house will be like your family; each house of Hogwarts holds its special traditions and customs and has a noble history. The four houses are called Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. Good behavior and outstanding performance will help you house points, while bad behavior can you lose your points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points wins the House Cup, a great honor for that house. We shall begin shortly. I shall call you when we are ready. Until such time, I suggest you make yourselves presentable." Professor McGonagall said as she eyed a couple of students before she turns and left.
The moment she was gone, everyone began talking at once. Harry could hear Hermione Granger the loudest about all the spells she learned and which one she needs to perform in front of the teachers. Harry could also hear Ron Weasley telling the people who would listen that his brother Fred and George said them they had to wrestle a troll, and depending on how well they did, they would get sorted. Several people paled at the thought of wrestling a troll. Harry snorted, knowing full well that the teachers wouldn't let first years near a troll.
Several people screamed, and Harry turns to the other side of the wall and couldn't help but feel his hairs start to stand up. Several ghosts were emerging from the wall and were talking to each other. Harry didn't even realize Hogwarts housed ghosts.
"I say, forgive and forget, I say. We should give Peeves the chance to join the feat. It's only proper a second chance I think would be best…" a fat friar said.
"My dear friar, we've given Peeves all the chances he deserves, and the only thing he does is make things miserable for all of us even if we are ghosts. I say we tell Peeves to forget the feast since he can't even behave for a day." Another ghost said.
A ghost stops shortly, followed by the others. They all turn to the new students.
"New students." The fat friar said in delight. "Are you all about to be sorted?" He asked, kindly. Several students couldn't help but nod at his question. "I hope to see you in Hufflepuff, my old house, you know." He said with pride.
"Move along." Professor McGonagall said the ghost quickly disappeared into the other side of the wall before they left the students with the lone teacher. "We are ready for you. Now then, form a line of two and follow me. Quickly now." Professor McGonagall orders.
Harry got in line behind a blond boy who looks like he was also coming from a high status. Liliana stood next to them, and to Harry's announce, Hermione Granger was behind him just two people shy.
"Follow me." Professor McGonagall said as she led them through the great doors. The doors open on their own, and they were blessed with an enchanting sight.
Thousands of candles were floating around with a ceiling showing the open night sky.
"That ceiling is enchanted to look like the night sky. I read about it in Hogwarts A History." Hermione stated at the many awe's the students were giving.
Harry then realized Professor McGonagall had moved away and was now placing something in front of them. Looking past the other shoulders, he could see an old witches hat on a stool. The hat also seemed to be moving. Before Harry could ponder what was going on, the Hat burst into a song.
'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,
For 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 will tell you where you ought to be.
You might 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 wise old Ravenclaw,
If you have 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 folks 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 school burst into applause when the hat finish and Harry couldn't help but clap with them. It was a strange, yet welcoming song. Harry couldn't help but smile at the end of it.
Professor McGonagall then steps forward with a roll of parchment before she turns to the first years.
"When I call your name, you will step forward and sit down on the stool while I place the hat on you. When the hat calls your house, you will join that table. Abbot, Hannah." A girl with blond hair walked forward and sat down, and she was quite nervous. It showed on her face.
"Hufflepuff." The hat shouted. Everyone clap and Hannah went to join the table with a badger flag handing below it. The yellow color was on their robes and surprising, Hannah's robes also sprouted their yellow color like her housemates.
"Bones, Susan." This time a red hair girl walked forward and sat down. "Hufflepuff." Susan's robes also changed yellow, and she ran to join Hannah.
"Boot, Terry." A small boy walked forward and sat down. A minute later, the hat screamed "Ravenclaw" Terry's robes turn blue, and he joins the table with an eagle on it.
"Brocklehurst, Mandy."
"Ravenclaw."
"Brown, Lavender."
"Gryffindor." This time the robes turn scarlet red, and the table cheered the loudest yet.
"Bulstrode, Millicent."
"Slytherin." Her robes turn green with a bit of silver, and the table to the father clapped and cheered.
"Clarke, Leanne." A brunette steps forward and places on the hat. "Hufflepuff."
"Corner, Michael."
"Ravenclaw."
"Cornfoot, Michael."
"Ravenclaw."
One thing Harry noticed was the hat had different timing when sorting people as the hat put Vincent Crabbe into Slytherin. A blond girl, Tracy Davis, soon joined him at the Slytherin table. Kevin Entwhistle's soon joins the Ravenclaws. A Justin Finch-Fletchley, a clear muggle-born, soon joined Hufflepuff. Seamus Finnigan, the boy next to Ron, made him the second person to join Gryffindor. Then Anthony Goldstein joins the Ravenclaws. Vincent Crabbe's friend Gregory Goyle soon joined him in Slytherin.
"Granger, Hermione." Hermione rushed forward and eagerly placed the hat on her head. It took nearly four minutes, but the Hat called out "Gryffindor."
"Greengrass, Daphne." This girl sat down, and two minutes later, she joined her friend Tracy Davis at Slytherin. A Wayne Hopkins would join the Hufflepuff table. So would a Megan Jones. But a Sue Li would join the Ravenclaws.
"Longbottom, Neville." The boy who was holding onto his toad step forward. He took the longest by far, nearly four minutes on the chair before the hat shouted "Gryffindor." This was a surprise to Harry seeing how scared Neville seemed to be. He thought the Gryffindor's were supposed to be brave.
Harry, how no time to ponder as a Morag MacDougal, would join the Ravenclaws. An Ernest Macmillian would join the Hufflepuffs, and he eagerly went to join Hannah and Susan at the same table. Draco Malfoy seemed to get his wish almost immediately. The hat barely touches his head when it screamed, "Slytherin," and he eagerly went to join the house of Slytherin, who stood up and clap for him. To Harry, it had to be a record of the shortest sorting in Hogwarts History.
"Morris, Liliana." Professor McGonagall said out loud. Lily got up and sat on the stool. She closed her eyes, and to everyone's amazement, she sat on the stool for nearly seven minutes before the hat roared as if defying the stars "Gryffindor." The table shouted with all their might as Lily went to join them.
The line was getting shorter as there weren't many more to sort. Theodore Nott joined the Slytherins as well as Pansy Parkinson. Padma Patil would join the Ravenclaws; her twin sister Parvati Patil joined the Gryffindor's. Finally, it was Harry's turn.
"Potter, Harry."
The Great Hall went immediately silent. Everyone was starting to talk at once about Harry. Several people were even attempted to get a closer look at him. Harry sits down and lets the hat slide over his eyes.
It was strange to Harry as he sat there in the darkness.
'Hmm, difficult, very difficult. A brilliant mind, oh my goodness, yes, you are brave and loyal to those who can earn your trust. And you are cunning as well as manipulative. Now the question is, where shall I put you?'
'Where would I do best?' Harry thought. He wasn't so surprised that the hat could speak through the mind. This was a world full of magic.
'Hmm, difficult to say. My goodness, you're a bit more difficult than your friend Miss Morris. She was a handful. She could have done well in Slytherin, but her heart was a Gryffindor through and through. Mostly because of her special magical talent. Oh my goodness, you have the same talent. I didn't realize that. Well then, the best house that will help you on your way to greatness will be… "Slytherin."
The Great Hall was stun with silence. No one said a word, and even a few mouths hung open. Until Professor Dumbledore started clapping, he was followed by the teachers. Soon Slytherin jumps to their feet and starts clapping and whistling. Harry could hear several of the older students calling out, "We got Potter." Harry sat down next to Daphne Greengrass and shook hands with several of the students who were congratulating him. Harry was also trying to admire his now green colors on his robes. The house of Slytherin was present on his robes over his heart.
There were only five more left after Harry was sorted. A Zacharias Smith went to Hufflepuff. Dean Thomas joined the Gryffindor's. Lisa Turpin went to Ravenclaw. Finally, it was Ron Weasley's turn. He barely sat down when the Hat roared "Gryfindor." Ron had some brothers as they were welcoming him to the Gryffindor table. Harry seemed to have noticed three other redheads, just like Ron. Finally, a Blaise Zabini was sorted into Slytherin and took his seat next to Harry.
With the sorting done, Professor McGonagall rolled up her piece of parchment and took the sorting hat away. Professor Dumbledore stood up. He had a long white beard with blue eyes that seemed to be twinkling.
"To our new students, welcome. To our old students, welcome back. Now then, before we dig into our wonderful feast, I do have a few words I like to say, and here they are; Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!" Dumbledore said as she said down. Right before Harry's eyes, the table was suddenly full of food. All the golden plates, goblets, and bowls were filled up right before their eyes.
Harry's stomach grumbled loudly as if telling to eat what laid before him. Harry couldn't help but agree with his stomach as the snacks he had on the train seemed to have been ages ago. He was putting as much as he could on his plate. He ate like never before, never tasting food that was so good. He couldn't help but put more on his plate and eat more than he could. It was so different than the Dursley's where his portions were little.
"Hungry, are you?" Blaise asked as he helps himself.
"Starving," Harry replied as he stuffs his mouth with potato. Blaise merely shook his head before turning to his meal. Harry was trying not to remember the times Dudley would take his food even if it made him sick. Some of the older students were already talking about a strange sport called Quidditch. Harry looks up towards the staff table. Professor McGonagall was talking to Professor Dumbledore. Professor Quirrell was talking to a dark-haired man who turns to look at Harry before he turns back to Professor Quirell.
"Who's that talking to Professor Quirrell?"
"That's Professor Snape, my godfather." Draco Malfoy said. He was looking at Harry oddly.
"What does he teach?" Harry asked.
"Potions, its the Dark Arts Professor Snape wants to teach the most. He wanted it for years ever since he first arrived but never got it. I don't think Professor Dumbledore trusts him." Draco said.
Harry drain his goblet before he turns to look at Draco, who was watching him closely. Harry held out his hand.
"Want to start over?" Harry asked. Draco paused for a few moments before he took his hand and shook it.
"Draco Malfoy."
"Harry Potter."
"Sorry what I said on the train, I was rude and out of line."
"Sorry for hitting you with the knockback jinx," Harry said calmly.
Although Harry didn't like Draco, Draco was able to tell him a lot about the magical world and customs. He also understood how important it was to stand in the Wizarding World, and everyone would judge you by your deeds.
After everyone was done eating, Dumbledore stood up once again and held out his arms as if welcoming them.
"Now then, now that we are all filled up and long to go to our nice beds, I have a few announcements I must hand out. First, Mr. Filch, our beloved caretaker as asking me to remind you that there is to be no magic to be used in the corridors as well as a banned of the usual items which are posted outside Mr. Filch's office if anyone would like to view it. First years ought to know, the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds, and any student caught venturing in the forest will most likely face suspense from the school or explosion. On a side note, I am also pleased to welcome, Professor Quirell our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Quidditch tryout will be held in the second week of September. Anyone who wishes to try out for their house Quidditch team, please contact Madam Hooch, our beloved Quidditch referee. Now on a more serious note, I must warn every one of you that the third corridor on the east side of the school is now out of bounds to all students for those who do not want to die a horrible and painful death." Several students laughed, but it was only a few. "Now, I know you are all eager to get into your warm beds so off your trout," Dumbledore said, dismissing the school.
Harry got up and soon followed the Slytherin's down towards the Dungeons. Harry didn't say anything as he eyed the many suits of armors that he swore could move. A few portraits were hanging around. All were moving around as if they were tellies themselves.
Harry stop along with everyone else where they appeared to be standing at a gray wall.
"Purity." The prefect said. The wall seemed to have disappeared, and the prefect ushered them inside. Inside, it seemed as if the room itself was underneath the Black Lake. The water was emitting a green color within the room. There were tables spread out, couches, and a fire near the windows. What attracted Harry the most was how cool the temperature was in the common room. He liked it.
"Welcome to the Slytherin Common Room. This is where we Slytherin's gather for social events and to do homework. We have our bookcase full of books that will help you for the seven years you will stay here. Your belongings have already been placed here. Before you go to bed, you will take you belongs to your assign rooms. The boys are on the right, and the girls are on the left. Before you go to bed, you first have to hear some words from our Head of House, Professor Snape." The prefect said. As if on cue, the wall open up, and Professor Snape walked in. He steps forward before he looked at all the ten new Slytherin first years.
"Welcome to the ancient and noble house of Salazar Slytherin. For more than Ten Centuries, this noble house has commanded the respect of the wizarding world with pride. I trust that every single one of you will bring honor to this house and give this house your best behavior at all times. Slytherin's are united, and we must show that to everyone at all times in public places. If you have a problem with someone inside the house, you deal with it at the Slytherin Dueling Dungeon. It settles there and only there. If I found out you have done so otherwise, the consequences you will face could lead to expulsion. Now, I expect you all to understand three simple rules. These rules you will follow at all times and hold them dear to heart if you are to be a true Slytherin. First, be respectful to all parties, even if you do not like them. Second, if you quarrel with someone, make sure you are not caught when facing that person. Third, Slytherin's do not tolerate those who put themselves before others. When you address me, it should be by 'Sir' or 'Professor.' I will be reasonably light with you as you have my trust - for now. If you should break my trust, you will find your stay at Hogwarts very difficult. It doesn't matter to me how famous you think you are - (Snape looks hardly at Harry, and Harry knew at once he didn't like him.) Or how rich you think your family is. You break the rules, and you will not have a kind stay in the house of Salazar Slytherin. Now then, before you go to your beds, you will pick your roommate. It has been a long-standing tradition of the house of Salazar Slytherin that there should be no more than two to a room. Pick now, and be quick, for I wish to get sleep soon." Professor Snape said as he quickly orders them into pairs.
Harry was surprised when the dark skin boy, Blaise Zabini, stood next to him.
"Why do you want to roommate with me?" Harry asked him.
"Because Malfoy is going to be roommates with Theodore Nott. I understand those two are somewhat close friends. I also don't want to be roommates with either Crabbe or Goyle, so that leaves you. Though I do hope we can get along." Harry said nothing. He looks at the others to see Blaise was right about the boys. Draco Malfoy and the small boy Theodore Nott did seem to be paired up. Crabbe and Goyle stood together and didn't seem bothered by the arrangements. Though Harry was beginning too, wonder if they were a lot like Dudley and didn't have a brain. With the four girls, it seemed Daphne Greengrass and Tracy Davis were parted up, leaving Pansy Parkinson with Millicent Bulstrode. Pansy didn't look too happy with her roommate.
"Very well, now then, the roommate you have picked will be your roommates for the seven years you are here. Unless something else should occur, you cannot change or switch roommates unless something comes up. Now then, my office is always open should something come up and you need assistance. You will pick up your class schedules on September 9th at eight o'clock in the Great Hall. If you are late, you will be serving detention with Mr. Filch. Now take your belongings to your rooms and have a good first week. Welcome to Hogwarts." Professor Snape said as he dismisses them. He turns heels and walked out of the common room.
Finding his stuff was easy enough, and he picked his room where the first years were labeled quite well. He went to the room and chose the bed near the water with the dark corner. Blaise didn't complain. He set his trunk down before he closed his four-bed poster and fell asleep. Harry lay down and had a smile on his face. He was finally here, in a great house where he would hope he would make friends of his. What made him smile, though, was he would finally be able to learn how to use magic. Maybe one day, he would be able to curse the Dursley's for all the damage they have done to him over the years. No point in writing them either; he didn't want them to hurt Hedwig when they find out he's at the school and learning magic.
Harry never realized when the sleep took over him. But he soon fell asleep in a pleasant dream.
Gryffindor Tower
Ronald Weasley, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, and Dean Thomas were settling down and talking about the strange development that was Harry Potter.
"It's kind of hard to imagine, the boy-who-lived in Slytherin. I thought he was going to be a Gryffindor for sure." Dean said as he put on some pajamas.
"I know right, maybe that's why the hat was taking to long. It wanted to put Potter in Gryffindor, but he wanted to go to Slytherin." Seamus said.
"It's strange, though. He was on for more than ten minutes. I don't think anyone has been sorted that long." Dean said.
"Do you think he'll be alright?" Neville asked in a small voice. The others almost didn't hear him.
"He's a dark wizard Neville. He enjoys hurting others." Ron finally said. He put on his pajamas; they appeared to be too small for him.
"What makes you say that, Ron?" Dean asked. Seamus stops what he was doing and also looked up. Even Neville was curious.
"I met him on the train. I tried to talk to him, but he was flat out rude. Then Malfoy came in, and Potter cursed him. When I asked what he did, he curses me too. I swear it hurt. I never felt anything so painful. Before I left, I saw books that were clearing learning about the Dark Arts. I think he wants to be the next You-Know-Who." Ron said. The three other boys paled at Ron's words. Unsure if they could believe him or not.
"Kind of makes you wonder how he got rid of You-Know-Who," Seamus said slowly.
"I don't believe it," Neville said in a slow voice. "Gran told me lots of stories about the Potters how good people they were," Neville said. He flushes red after realizing how much he spoke to them. Everyone remained silent.
"I know the Potters; James and Lily Potter were public icons during the First War, but their son. I think You-Know-Who knew what Potter was going to become, and he didn't want a competitor to be the leader of the Death Eaters. I'm telling you, Harry Potter is a dark wizard. I saw it in his eyes when he cursed me; he intends to take over were You-Know-Who left on." Ron said in a stern voice that left no room for argument.
"I'm going to sleep guys; all this talk about Potter is giving me the creeps." Dean finally said as he climbed into bed. He closed his four-poster and disappeared beneath the covers. Seamus did the same as did Neville, who was having the hardest time believing that Harry would be evil.
Ron knew he would show them, and he would do all he could to have Potter's magic sealed and his wand snap. He promised to himself that he would get Potter expelled from Hogwarts and show the wizarding world what a menace he was.
Ron climbed into his bed and calmly fell to sleep with plans to expose Potter to the wizarding world.
A/N: Liliana Morris is in Gryffindor, Harry Potter is in Slytherin. The reason why is because I did some checking on the houses and found out each house also represents an element. Hufflepuff, with their mascot, the Badger represents the Earth Element. Ravenclaw, with their mascot, the Eagle represents the Wind/Air Element. Gryffindor, with their mascot, a Lion, represents the Fire Element. Slytherin, with its mascot Serpent, represents the Water Element. So put Lily in Gryffindor only because she's a fire elemental and would be best in her element with the house that has the closes connections to her element. Same reason why I put Harry in Slytherin so he could be comfortable in his element.
I made Ron like this because of what happened on the train. It hurt his pride. So he wants payback, and his own 'truth blinds him,' some would say and won't hear anything else. I guess the term would be 'blind by ignorance' or something like that.
I'm working on Origins: Sorcerer's SHIELD, but I'm not sure when the next update will be. I haven't abandoned it or gave it to another author.
I need some help, you guys. First, I would like to know how you guys want Harry Potter to be treated by his fellow first years and the house of Salazar Slytherin. I also want everyone to know how you guys want him to be addressed by the older students. Who do you want to see bully him, who do you want him to be friends with. Second, I would like you guys to create other characters and possibly what's their stats. Mostly with the house of Slytherin and other members. I might change it a bit to adapt to the story. Thank you, guys.
Chapter 6: Learning Curves is next up, and I hope you guys like it.
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