Emma got off the train with the trio and saw Hagrid the Keeper of Hogwarts.

She knows him, since she has visited Hogwarts before, but never inside the castle.

"Hey, Harry and Emma." Greeted Hagrid. Emma smiled and greeted back. "Hi, Hagrid how are you?"

"Just well, this way to the boats then." he waved towards the boats. She went with Harry, Ron, Hermione and a few students to the boats. Emma was in awe when she saw Hogwarts Castle. This is going to be my home for the next seven years, she thought.

Emma saw her brother, in another boat with the Weasley twins. Soon she got off the boat, went with Harry, Ron, and Hermione in the staircase. Probably leading them to the entrance of Hogwarts, where a professor was at the top of the staircase. They stopped on the last step and waited.

"Welcome to Hogwarts" a professor talked, "Now in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates."

She paused, "But before you can take your seats, you must be sorted to your houses. There are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin." Emma saw at the corner of her eye, a boy with blonde almost white hair was grinning to his friends.

"Now, while you are here. Your house will be like your family, your triumphs will earn you points. any rule breaking and you will lose points." she heard a croak, and saw a toad on the top of the staircase. "At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the hou—"

"Trevor" a boy called out to his toad. He went in front and grabbed his pet before looking at the professor. He got up and muttered a "sorry" before he was back where he was.

"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." she finished. Then turned around and walked away.

"It's true then?" All the first years turned to the white-blonde boy. "The saying on the train, Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." he mocked. They heard whispers around the first years, saying "Harry Potter?"

"This is Crabbe and Goyle and I'm Malfoy," he walked to Harry, "Draco Malfoy."

Emma heard Ron snicker at Draco, and she hit gently near his ribs, making a soft "ow." But, Draco had heard it. Draco turned his head to Ron, who had an annoying expression.

"My name is funny, do you? Know to ask you yours, red hair and a hand-me-down robe, you must be a Weasley." Draco turned to Harry, again.

Draco said, "They'll soon find out that some Wizarding families are better than others.—"

"Are you referring to yourself about the Wizarding families? What makes you better than the rest?" Emma spoke aloud with an annoying expression in her face. She heard snickering around her; making her smile a bit.

Draco turned to Emma and was glaring at her like if he wasn't expecting her to talk. He walked up to her and asked, "And what's your name?"

"Moore, Emma Moore." She mocked him, outstretched her hand as he did.

"Well, Emma. I happen to be the best Wizarding family here," he said proudly.

"Are you sure about that? You mean more like second since I come from Salazar Slytherin himself," she stated. Making other students say "ooh's", and Ron high fives her.

He scowled at her, before turning his attention to Harry, once again.

"You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He took his hand out to Harry, grinning.

Harry looked at the hand, and said, "I think I can tell the wrong sort myself, thanks." Draco's grin faded.

The professor came back and gently hit Draco with parchment paper, and he turned around and went with Goyle and Crabbe.

"We're ready for you now, follow me," she stated. They walked inside, and Emma saw four rows filled with students, it must be one for every house. Emma was with Hermoine, when she said, "It's not real the ceiling, it's just for which to look like the night sky. I read about it in—."

"Hogwarts: A History. I read that book as well." Emma said smiling at her, and vice versa. Finally, someone that understands her love of reading.

They walked to the front, where Emma saw a hat on the stool. "Can you wait along here, please. Now, before we can begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." Professor McGonagall announces.

As he rises for his seat, he declared, "I have a few start-of-term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you, that the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die. A most painful death. Thank you." he said, and suddenly Emma was feeling nervous, making her hair ice blue for a few moments.

"Wow, she's a metamorphmagus." One of the first years whispered.

Professor McGonagall took over, and announced, "When I call your name you will come forth, I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses." she lifted the hat. She turned to the parchment paper as announced, "Hermione Granger"

Emma turned to Hermione and saw she was nervous, talking to herself. "No wrong move, ok, relax."

"Mental, that one I'm telling you," Ron told us.

"Hush, Ron" Emma said and gave him a glare, making him turn forward.

Hermione turned to sit on the stool, and she has the hat on her head. It morphed to a face like an appearance.

" Alright, then. There, right okay. Gryffindor." it announced, and everyone in Gryffindor cheered and saw Hermione smiling with glee, heading to the table.

"Draco Malfoy"

Emma saw Draco swaggered up with a smirk on his face, and turned to her and winked. Emma was confused and blushing at the same time. He sat down, and even before the hat was placed on him it called out, "Slytherin." He was still smirking and swaggered to his table with his table cheering.

"There's not a witch or wizard that went bad, who wasn't in Slytherin." Ron implied to us.

"Susan Bones"

A girl walked up, and Emma saw two professors, one a purple turban, that looked oddly familiar. Also, one in a black robe that looked at them, well mostly Harry. Harry gasped and touched his forehead. "Harry, what is it?" Emma and Ron asked. "Nothing, I'm fine." Harry simply said. Emma looked at Ron, and they both shrugged. Emma saw the professor turned back to the sorting hat.

"I know. Hufflepuff." The Sorting Hat said.

Everyone in Hufflepuff cheered for the girl.

"Ronald Weasley."

Emma turned and saw Ron nervous, but stepped forward and sat on the stool. The hat was placed on his head, saying, "Ha another Weasley. I know just what to do with you. Gryffindor." she saw his sigh in relief, with cheering for his brothers and sat down to the table.

"Harry Potter"

Harry looked nervous, and everyone was looking at him. He walked to the stool and was looking around the hall. He sat down, and the hat was on his head.

"Hmm, difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either, there's talent. Oh yes, and the thirst to prove yourself. But, where to put you."

Harry muttered, "Not Slytherin."

"Not Slytherin, eh." The hat announced out loud. "Are you sure, you can be great you know. It's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness. There's no doubt about that."

Harry kept repeating, "Not Slytherin."

"Well, are you sure. Better be Gryffindor." Harry smiled and walked to the table sitting with Ron, and the Weasley twins chanted "We got Potter."

"Emma Moore"

Emma froze for a moment before she was walking with her head held high, and sat on the stool.

"Ah, a Moore. Well, you're interesting, are you? Cunning as a Slytherin, Brave as a Gryffindor, Loyal as a Hufflepuff, and Intelligent as a Ravenclaw. But, where to put you?" the hat said.

Moments have passed, and everyone was looking at Emma with confusion in their faces.

"All Houses!" The hat yelled, and she gasped, along with everyone in the hall. Moments after, she felt a bright flash of energy on her head. McGonagall removed the hat, and there sat a crown on her head, with diamonds all around. When she moved, it shines with all the colors of the houses. Emma also felt on her right hand a ring, with all the house colors on her ring finger.

Everyone was staring at Emma, well mostly the crown that sat on top of her head. Professor Dumbledore stood up, and said, "Miss Moore. Please sit at the Gryffindor table, we'll discuss this later." Emma turned and sat next to Hermione. She asked, "How did you do that?" Pointing at the new crown on Emma's head.

"I... I don't know," Emma answered sincerely.

Then Professor McGonagall clicked her glass, and announced, " You're attention please."

Everyone turned their attention to Professor Dumbledore. He rises up and said, "Let the feast begin."

Emma turned to the table, and food appears, out of nowhere. She giggled with glee since she was hungry; doing the sorting ceremony. Emma started to dig in, and everyone else did as well. She saw Ron munching on his drumstick chickens. Emma heard Harry ask Percy, "Say, Percy, who's that teacher with Professor Quirrell?"

"Oh, that's Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house."

"What does he teach?"

"Potions. He prefers Deference Against The Dark Arts. He's been after Quirrell's job for years."

Her friends ate for a while until Emma was called to Dumbledore's office.

Emma was strolling through the corridors and was looking at the Hogwarts castle with awe.

While Justin was with his friends in the Slytherin table; wondering what was Emma doing at the moment. From the other side of the Great Hall is where Emma's new friends were worried about her as well. Her brother and her new friends both had a look a worry in their faces.

"What do you think would happen to Emma?" Harry asked his friends.

"I for one think that she may have gone to figure something out with the sudden decision on being in all the houses." Hermione declared.

"It was strange how she got to be in all the houses? What makes her special or what makes her stand out from the rest?" Ron gulped with the thought running through his head.

"I just hope she's alright." Harry mumbles. In reality, Harry was rather terrified of what would happen to Emma. It was like he knew something about her, that makes her different. She was indeed unique since Harry was curious about her.

However, Draco, on the other hand, was thrilled with Emma being calling to Dumbledore's office. He believed that she deserved it after trying to humiliate him. He was currently boasting about how he was, in fact, the best wizarding family here.

"Who does she think she is? A know-it-all. What makes her the best? I know that I'm in fact the best here, right?" Draco said talking to his goons, Pansy, and Blaise.

"Of course, Drakey. You are the best." Pansy was practically clinging on Draco. But, Draco quickly swats her arms away from him.

"Don't call me that." Draco hissed at her.

"But, why I like it," Pansy whined. Draco that it was both ridiculous an.d hideous for a girl to whine like a baby. At least he knew that Emma was better than her.

What? Why am I even thinking about her? She's a traitor, thinking she can go to all houses. Who does she think she is? The best witch in the world? Draco thought.

"Don't call me that Pansy, understand?" Draco snapped, in which Pansy was terrified of what might Draco do, so she hastily nodded her head.

Both the Boy Who Lived and the soon-to-be Slytherin Prince; was having second thoughts about Emma.

Emma walked down the hall to Professor Dumbledore's office, where there stood Professor McGonagall.

"Professor Dumbledore will be waiting for you." she looked at Emma. She nodded in understanding. She then saw the statue of a griffin and walked to it.

"Frizzing Whizbee"

In front of her, she saw the statue move, and as it turned, a staircase appeared. She hopped on one of them and kept on going up to the office. Soon she stepped out, and the front door was there. She quietly knocked and heard a faint "come in." She walked in and saw the professor on his seat with his desk.

"Please, that a seat." And there she sat down in front of him.

"Do you know, why I called you here?" he asked.

"No professor, but I think it has to do something with the crown and ring?" Emma answered.

"Correct, you see back in the time where the original founders created Hogwarts, they also created a "gift" you may say. This "gift" is where, only that the special someone is related to all the founders, with their qualities as well. They will be announced as all houses, and they will be the most powerful witch to ever lived, as well as become the princess of Hogwarts. They will have powers, that no one else has, and will be the fate of good and evil. There's a prophecy as well, however, that's another time." he said.

"You're saying that I'm the most powerful witch to ever exist? But, I'm only 11, how can I be to the most powerful witch? So more than Merlin, the greatest wizard ever? And I'm the one, who will be between good and evil?" Emma asked nervously quickly. After all, this was all new to her.

"Yes, I believe you are the chosen one, and not only that, either if you choose good or evil, you will become queen of one. It may be that you are perhaps more powerful than Merlin, himself. But, that's all for tonight, you apparently have your own dorm, due to being the "princess", the founders created a dorm just for you. It's quite unique, see for no one can enter, except the "princess" of Hogwarts." he stated. Emma nodded, and excused herself, as she exits the office.

She was walking to her own dorm. For some reason, she felt the urge to wave her hand over the handle, and it sprang wide open. Emma looked inside and saw that she had her own bedroom, bathroom, and a small library in the corner. She was filled with awe, as it also had the colors of the four houses. She felt overwhelmed with the turn of events that happened today.

She un-shrink her bags, got everything settles, and went to sleep. Emma felt the urge to use her powers, but she needed to be careful now that she's in Hogwarts. Soon feeling drowsy; Emma wishes that there won't be another vision tonight. Thus, it became true.

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