(Author's Note – Alright, I've decided to do a two partier, cause I got to throw in the meeting with Draco, Professor McGonagall, the sorting hat, the feast, the song and formal meeting so bear with me. Also, there was a interesting question asked, which house would best fit Sophie? I don't know. I guess we will find out. As before, I don't own Harry Potter. Enjoy)

Last time – The train pulled into the station, I was finally here at Hogwarts.

I left the compartment and I was still trying to get that damn tie on, god why couldn't that stupid Orphanage teach us to do bloody ties? Hermione, obviously saw my struggle and walk over to me.

"You need some help with that?" She asked. I just nod my head and she smiled. She grabs the tie and she fix it all up for me. I was astound.

"How did you know how to do it?" I asked.

"My dad taught me, cause when I go to school, we had to wear ties." She said. Judging by the way she trailed off, I can tell she wasn't treated very well at her previous school. We got off the train and we have a look around and can just see the school from here. A deep voice startled me.

"First 'ears, first 'ears over here please." A very massive, hairy bloke spoke out. Wow, he is tall.

"Alright, this way to the boats." He gestured before taking off. We follow him down to a beautiful lake that was even more great by the moonlight that stood out on the top. When we reach the bottom of the lake, there was small boats ready for us.

"Alright, no more than 4 a boat." He said. Me and Hermione climbed into the boat with two other girls that look like they were twins.

"Everyone ready? Let's go." And then the boat started to move. We watched the water look so calm against the boat. Hermione looked nervous and looked sad.

"Hey you're alright?" I asked.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine" she said but I'm not so sure.

"You sure, Hermione?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm just nervous" Hermione assures me. We reached the docks with the night sky shining down. We walked up the stairs to a empty courtyard with a old but beautiful tree there. We reached some massive, wooden doors and the big man knock on the door. The doors opened up to show a massive room with some candles lighting up the room. We walk up the flight of stairs and sees a lady dressed in a green dress with some weird looking jacket.

"The first years, McGonagall." He said

"Thank you, Hagrid. You can go now." She said.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," Professor McGonagall started. "Before you join the other students for the start-of-term banquet, you will be sorted into your houses. For the rest of the school year, your house will be like your family.

"The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each is special in its own unique way. While you are here, your triumphs will earn your house points, but any rule breaking will lose points, and at the end of the year the house with the most points will be awarded the House Cup." McGonagall said.

"Trevor!" A boy shouted. Oh boy, it was Neville. He stutters out a apology before disappearing into the crowd.

"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in front of the school in a few minutes. I shall return when we are ready for you," McGonagall said. She eyed some of the students. "I suggest you all smarten yourselves up before then." The professor turned and left.

"Does anyone know how we got sorted into our houses?" I asked.

"I heard that it's some sort of test." Ron spoke up from beside me. "Fred said it hurts a lot."

"Oh I doubt that. Teachers would never allowed first years to get hurt." Hermione said in a bossy tone.

So it's true then? What they're staying on the train." A voice said. "Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."

"Harry Potter?" I heard whispers from all around me.

"This is Crabbe and Goyle, and I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He said. I heard a snicker from besides me.

"You think my name's funny, do ya? I don't need to ask yours. Red-haired, and a hand me down robe? You must be a Wealsey." Draco said. "Potter, you will find out that some wizardry families are better than others. You don't want to make friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He sticks his hand, asking for it to be shanked.

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks." Harry said. Draco looked pissed but Professor McGonagall returns, taps him on the shoulder, and said,

"Now, form a line, the Sorting Ceremony is about to start." She said. I side up with Hermione and then we started walking into the hall. It was a sight. Long tables filled by students, and I looked up at the ceiling and I saw a the night sky.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Hermione whispered, looking up at the bewitched ceiling. "I read about it in 'Hogwarts: A History'. The ceiling is enchanted to look like the sky outside." I smiled at Hermione. She is just a great girl with a lot of Knowledge. We stopped at the table with had a weird, old hat looking like it had seen better days, then the hat started to burst into song.

"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 your bowlers black, 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 Gryffindor apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal, Those patient Hufflepuffs 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. God, the song was catchy but the hat sounded awful.

"When I call your name, you will come forth, and you will sorted into your houses." McGonagall beamed, holding the hat up. The witch looked at the parchment and called out, "Abbott, Hannah!"

The hat spoke and said "Hufflepuff"

"Bones, Susan!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Boot, Terry!"

"Ravenclaw!" It kept going until I heard

" Granger, Hermione" I look to my side and I saw Hermione walked up to the stool and the hat was placed on her head. A few minutes later, the hat shouted out.

"Gryffindor"

Hermione smiled as she took the hat off and went over to the table next to me. I heard a groan from Ron. He must not be happy about something. Then it hit me, oh god. It will be my turn soon. It looks like the teacher double-check the list before she shouted out

"Lestrange, Sophie" She shouted.

I gulped nervously, there was a million eyes on me. I was worried as hell. There was whispers around the hall. Those eyes look more like death stares. I sat down on the seat and the had was dropped on my head.

"Hmm, a young Lestrange. I haven't seen one of you for a long while. Now where to put you. Your parents were in Slytherin, but you can fit all houses. You are smart, a thrist to prove yourself, there's talent, yes, you are also brave. Yes, I have a decision." The hat said. I was absolutely scared. Where was I going? I was more nervous than ever.

"We have a..."

(Author's Note – Oh, a cliff-hanger. Don't worry, you will find out the decision next time. If you want different characters having a say in this story, please let me know. Alright, like and review if you have any questions. Until next time, Kizzard245 out!)