Hullo! Back Again! This might be abit late, I don't know, I'll publish it as soon as possible!Remembered someone asking how often I'm updating, I'll be updating either Saturday or Sunday, but will try to keep it on Saturday. ENJOY!I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER!
"The first years, Professor Mcgonagall" Hagrid said, Harry brightened up at seeing a fimiliar face.
"This is the sorting ceremony, right?" Harry whispered to Ron, who nodded back
"I don't know what happens next but my brothers told me it hurts a lot, I don't think they were serious though..." Ron said cautiously.
"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room."The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rulebreaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours."The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting."Her eyes lingered for a moment on Neville's cloak, which was fastened under his left ear, and on Ron's smudged nose. Harry nervously tried to flatten his hair."I shall return when we are ready for you," said Professor McGonagall. "Please wait quietly."
Everything was quiet except for the sound of Hermione Granger muttering spells she knew, Harry wondered what house he would get into.. His parents were in Gryffindor, but Ravnclaw didn't sound to bad either...
Suddenly several people screamed and Harry looked up and saw .. Ghost? Well THAT was not in Hogwarts: A history. They seem to be arguing.
What looked like a fat little monk was saying: "Forgive and forget, I say, we ought to give him a second chance --"
"My dear Friar, haven't we given Peeves all the chances he deserves? He gives us all a bad name and you know, he's not really even a ghost -- I say, what are you all doing here?"
A ghost wearing aruff and tights had suddenly noticed the first years.
Nobody answered.
"New students!" said the Fat Friar, smiling around at them. "About to be Sorted, I suppose?" A few people nodded mutely.
"Hope to see you in Hufflepuff!" said the Friar. "My old house, you know."
"Move along now," said a sharp voice. "The Sorting Ceremony's about to start."
Professor McGonagall had returned. One by one, the ghosts floated away through the opposite wall.
"Now, form a line," Professor McGonagall told the first years, "and follow me."
Harry took a deep breath and followed Professor Mcgonagall through the doors. Ron walking behind him
they walked out of the chamber, back across the hall, and through a pair of double doors into the Great Hall.
Harry had never even imagined such a strange and splendid place. It was lit by thousands and thousands of candles that were floating in midair over four long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting. These tables were laid with glittering golden plates and goblets. At the top of the hall was another long table where the teachers were sitting. Professor McGonagall led the first years up here, so that they came to a halt in a line facing the other students, with the teachers behind them. The hundreds of faces staring at them looked like pale lanterns in the flickering candlelight. Dotted here and there among the students, the ghosts shone misty silver. Mainly to avoid all the staring eyes, Harry looked upward and saw a velvety black ceiling dotted with stars. He heard Hermione whisper,
"Its bewitched to look like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts, A History."
Ah. He thought the author was exargerating that.
It was hard to believe there was a ceiling there at all, and that the Great Hall didn't simply open on to the heavens.
He looked down and saw Professor Mcgonagall place down a four legged stool on top was a pointed wizard's hat, it was patched and dirty, Aunt Petunia would never let it in her house. Then it suddenly twitched and it's rip near the brim opened like a mouth and it started singing.
"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 yourbowlersblack,
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 Hufflepuffis are true And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've 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 folk 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 whole hall burst into applause as the hat finished its song. It bowed to each of the four tables and then became quite still again.
"So we've just got to try on the hat!" Ron whispered to Harry.
Harry nodded, apparently so. Then the names started calling
"Abbot, Hannah!"
A girl with blonde hair in pigtails walked over
"HUFFLEPUFF"
"Austin, Hugo!" /A.N My oc :)
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Bones, Susan!"
A girl with red hair
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Boot, Terry!"
"RAVENCLAW"
"Brocklehurst, Mandy!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Brown, Lavender!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Bulstrode Millicent!"
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Finch-Fletchy, Justin!"
"HUFFLEPUFF"
"Finnigen, Seamus!"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Granger, Hermione!"
"RAVENCLAW"
"Keen, Jonathan!" /A.N oc 2
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Longbottom, Neville!"
"GRYFFINDOR!" The poor boy forgot to take off his hat
Harry stopped listening after that but then he heard a fimiliar name
"Malfoy, Draco!"
"SLYTHERIN!" He joined his pals, Crabbe and Goyle there.
Alot of people went by then it was his turn
"Potter, Harry!"
Oh merlin, I'm talking to a HAT Harry thought and he heard a chuckle. "Quite the brains you have, hmmm where to put you.. Slytherin will be great for you but I think you would not enjoy it there. Well, The hat had a point "That leaves Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor. hmm I know just the place for you!"
"RAVENCLAW!"
Sorry about the cliff hanger! I have so much work to do! And I had to find my copy of Philosopher's stone to write this chapter. My hands are C R A M P E D. Anyways sorry for late update! bye!