Slytherin the hat shouted.
Everybody looked in surprise.
Dumbeldore had lost his grandfatherly twinkle and actually looked pale.
Harry walked over to the slytherin table and sat next to Draco.
Harry tuned out the rest of the sorting then watched as Professor McGonagall rolled up her scroll and took the sorting hat away. Harry looked down at his empty gold plate. He had only just realized how hungry he was. The pumpkin pasties seemed ages ago.
Albus Dumbeldore had gotten to his feet. He was beaming at the students, his arms opened wide as if nothing could have pleased him more then to see them all there.
Welcome! He said Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts before we begin our banquet, i would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
Thank you!
Harry had a what the fuck look.
Harry saw the dishes in front of him were now piled with food. He had never seen so many things he would like to eat on one table: roast beef, pork chops and lamb chops, sasuages, bacon and steak, boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, fries, yorkshire pudding, peas, carrots, gravy, ketchup, and for some strange reason peppermint humbugs.
At the orphanage they never had enough money to feed everybody good meals so they just gave them cheap ass lunches in some plastic. Harry piled his plate with a bit of everything except the peppermints and began to eat. It was all delicious.
A ghost was at the table.
Ah! You must be the bloody baron Harry said politely.
Indeed i am baron said what gave it away?
The slytherins laughed.
After the desserts disappeared and Dumbeldore got to his feet again. The fall fell silent.
Ahem— just a few start of term notices to give you.
First years should note that the forest on the ground is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well.
I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors.
Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term.
Anyone interested in playing for their House Teams should contact Madam Hooch.
And Finally i must tell you that this year, the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death.
A few people laughed.
And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song! Cried Dumbeldore. Harry noticed that the other teachers' smiles had become rather fixed.
Dumbeldore gave his wand a little flick, as if he was trying to get a fly off the end, and a long golden ribbon flew out of it, which rose high above the tables and twisted itself, snakelike, into words.
Everyone pick their favorite tune said Dumbeldore and off we go!
And the school bellowed:
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald,
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling,
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot.
Everybody finished the song at different times. At last only two redheaded twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march. Dumbeldore conducted their last few lines with his wand and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest.
Ah music he said, wiping his eyes. A magic beyond all we do here! And now bedtime. Off you trot!
The Slytherin followed the slytherin prefects.
The prefects led them through a door down some stone steps.
They stood in front of a wall which opened suddenly revealing a hole.
They all went through entering the slytherin common room.
The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in carved chairs.
Boys dormitory on the left staircase and girls on the right the boy prefect said.
Because girls are always right the girl said.
Harry groaned and rolled his eyes.
Slytherins get their own rooms the boy said it's alphabetical.
Harry went his room.
Harry grinned to himself as he changed into his pajamas.
Harry had a very strange dream of a wolf the size of a horse with one emerald green eye and a blood red eye.
