The Half-Blooded Demi-witch

by HarmonyHarpshine7

Isabella Porter is the demigod daughter of Hecate, but that's not the only thing. She's also a witch. She must keep the worlds of demigods and wizards separate or chaos will ensue. What will happen when she leaves Camp Half-Blood to attend Hogwarts? Will she be able to keep the secret? Or will she say something that will end the world? OC's needed, so please comment them!

6. The Sorting Hat: Part One

No one has gotten my godly parent so far, so keep guessing!

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I walked through the doors, glancing around. The bad feeling I had seemed to lessen when we got inside.

A witch led us to a big hall with four huge tables going all the way down to a head table at the front.

At the front, there was a stool with a ratty old hat on it.

I was just wondering what on earth we were doing when the hat split a seam and started to sing.

I was definitely surprised, I hadn't seen anything like it before.

"Well, I'm the Sorting Hat,

and you know that that is that.

I'm the one who helps The children of magic find their kind

They will work with the other three houses that they must find.

I'll tell you where you ought to be, to where you will belong.

I'll start shouting it out for you after I finish my song!

I could sort you into Griffindor, where those brave of heart do dwell.

though be warned that some bravery comes with foolishness as well.

Or you could be a Ravenclaw, of the wise of heart and mind.

But beware of the secrets that some of them do hide.

Or you could belong to Slytherin, of the cunning of the night.

Your ambition will take you far in life if you use your skills just right.

Or you could be a Hufflepuff, of the loyal and the true.

If nothing else remember that there's always something you can do.

Without too much more ado, I'll finish my song

Chaos is destined to break loose, but if you do it right, then not for very long.

I am the sorting hat!

And that. is. that!"

Everyone In the hall clapped but I was frozen. I had heard some of those lines before, in a prophecy, I had heard at camp one time. No one had known what it was referring to, so we left it alone. But some of the lines were definitely in the song.

I was not prepared for that realization. A prophecy? Here?

This was not happening.

Why me? Didn't I have enough on my plate already?

I almost didn't notice the lady that had led us into the hall calling people up.

Then I heard my name.

"Porter, Isabella."

I walked up to the stool and sat down.

Sorry again for the short chapter. I hope having the sorting hat song helped your disappointment (no matter how lame it was). I should warn you that, as you might have noticed, I'm not good at updating regularly. I'll try, but it probably won't happen. But I hope you enjoy this chapter anyway!