A/N: Transition chapter! Please excuse the OOC-ness at the end, I couldn't help myself.

I don't know when I'll update again. I have a lot going on this week, and I still have to write up the next chapter.

Enjoy!

"Excuse me, Professor, but Noah Wilson needs to go to Professor McLean's office immediately," said a Hufflepuff named Beth, the one who had braces and brown hair.

She had walked into Noah's third-period Potions. He had just co-created a perfect hair-growing potion with Cody. He had added the final ingredient just right, and Professor Blainley now had the hairy hand of a yeti. She gave them both A's, then sent Noah out with Beth.

"Did the professor say why he wanted me to come to his office?" Noah asked Beth as they walked through and climbed the staircases.

"No, he just wants to talk to you. I was walking past his office on the way to HoM, and he asked me to get you. He said it was important," she said through her braces.

"Ok…." Noah had a strong feeling that it has to do with his Sorting. He had gotten used to being in the Ravenclaw dorm, and hanging out with the Ravenclaws. They were all pretty cool. Except for maybe Ezekiel.

He entered the Headmaster's office again, with the paintings waving hello.

"Noah! What's up, man? How've you been? Good? Great? Awesome." Professor McLean (and his paintings) all greeted him. "I know you're wondering why I called you up here-"

"Because of the whole Sorting business that needs to be attended to?" inquired Noah, abruptly enough to make all the voices silence themselves.

"It's not "business", more of an experiment," explained the professor. "Since the Sorting Hat wasn't sure where exactly to put you based on your mind, he will choose based on your actions and reactions to certain…. situations."

"Like what? And what does that have to do with Sorting me?"

"You'll stay with a different House, for, say, a month? Maybe two? I don't know, the point is to see which one is right for you. And for the drama. There will be PLENTY of drama." McLean gave one of his signature evil grins and rubbed his hands.

"So, I'm going to have to move out of the Ravenclaw dorms? But I like it there. Besides, all my friends are in Ravenclaw." Not really. Noah just said that to make a point.

"Yes, too bad, so sad, boo-hoo. Now, after your last class, collect your things and go to the Gryffindor common room. A bed will already be there waiting for you." He shooed him away.

"Whoop-dee-do. Another change of scenery. And a new crowd of idiots I barely know nor want to know. Lovely." Noah left the office and was barely on time for Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Hatchet. He slid into his seat next to Cody.

"Well, how'd it go?" Cody whispered.

"Still not Sorted. I'll tell you about it later, I don't need another reason to go the Headmaster's office," Noah whispered back, then put his head up in attention as Hatchet started shouting at some other students who were yelling at each other, almost obviously Courtney and Duncan.

"So, you have to leave?" Cody tried to comprehend what Noah had just told him as he followed his friend through the common room. Frankly, it was a lot. They were inside the doorway that led out to the staircases.

"Yes, I just told you. It's this 'experiment' to make drama and maybe get me in the right House, according to McLean." Noah shrugged his shoulders then crossed his arms. "That guy looks like he could kill someone just by flashing a smile, and I haven't even seen him with a wand." Noah shook his head, then put a hand on Cody's shoulder. "We'll still be in all the same classes, we just won't be able to hang out as much after. That's all."

Cody took his hand off his shoulder and held it for a second before dropping it. "It won't be the same without you here."

"Don't worry too much, I'll be back eventually, maybe sooner than you expect" Then, he did a very un-Noah-like thing to do, and hugged his best friend. "Trust me,"

Cody nodded, and Noah walked out with his stuff, towards Gryffindor Tower.

"Gosh, that was heartfelt. It's not like he's leaving forever," Harold cut in, always one to ruin theses sorts of moments.

Cody frowned. "Shut up, Harold."

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