Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all of the characters belong to JK Rowling. Annie, Alice Fergie and Fiona are the only OCs I have yet created.

The Great Hall fell silent as we walked through the doors.

A small lady, with grey hair in a bun stood up and announced, "The feast will be postponed until the people who experienced a rather unfortunate dilemma on the lake have been sorted."

I looked over at Annie, Rose and Albus at the Gryffindor table, who looked immensely relieved at our arrival. We were led to a three-legged stool, with a rather charred looking Sorting hat perched on it. That hat was burned on my own father's head by Lord Voldemort! Dad pulled out a small piece of parchment with our names on it.

"Finnigan, Fernanda"

I understood why Fergie chose not to go by the name Fernanda. Just by looking at her, you could tell she didn't suit being called Fernanda. She tried to conceal her nervousness, and sat herself on the stool. Dad placed the Sorting Hat over her head.

Fergie's P.O.V.

"Fernanda Finnigan, daughter of Seamus Finnigan and Lavender Brown, eh?" said the Sorting Hat into my ear.

"My name is Fergie," I thought angrily.

"Fiery, eh?" said the Hat, "You seem to have a slightly Slytherin temper,"

"Eurgh. NOT Slytherin." I thought.

"I thought so," said the Hat, "So not Slytherin. I doubt you'd do well there. Hufflepuff, no, you'd destroy the poor people there!"

I smiled. I knew I was far too loud for shy Hufflepuffs.

The Hat continued, "Ravenclaw ... no, you don't really care about grades. It had better be..."

"GRYFFINDOR!"

I felt ecstatic, and I ran to join the Gryffindor table, where I belonged.

"Longbottom, Annie"

Annie's P.O.V

I was shaking, as Dad placed the hat on my head, Alice looking at me, yearning for me to become a Gryffindor.

"Annie, Annie, what to do with you," said the Hat, "You seem to want to be in Gryffindor, but don't want to at the same time,"

"I'm not brave, and I'm not Alice," I responded.

"I know you're not Alice, certainly not. I'm afraid you don't fit into Gryffindor, or Slytherin. You'd get trampled in either of those houses. You're very loyal and hardworking, perfect quality for a Hufflepuff, just like your mother. You've got some Ravenclaw in you though, but only the wit, I guess. It'd better be..."

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

I grinned; Alice was shell-shocked, Rose looked slightly surprised, as did Dad, but I guess he expected this, as mum was in Hufflepuff too. I sat down at the Hufflepuff table, and glanced back up at the Sorting.

"Macmillan, Fiona"

Fiona's P.O.V.

I gulped, and sat on the stool. Professor Longbottom placed the Sorting Hat on my head.

"Fiona Macmillan, child of Ernie Macmillan and Susan Bones, two proud Hufflepuffs." the Hat said into my ear, "Well you're very different from your parents, let me tell you that now!"

Before I had a chance to respond, the Hat shouted:

"GRYFFINDOR!"

I ran and sat next to Fergie, and high fived her, then looked around, and sneakily placed a profiterole in my mouth.

"Potter, Lily"

Lily's P.O.V.

I know this is absurd but I honestly was not nervous. What was there to worry about? My family would accept me no matter what.

The hat was lowered onto my head. Before it landed on my head, the hat shouted,

"GRYFFINDOR!"

I said there was nothing to worry about. I skipped to the table, and threw myself on Fiona, who choked on her profiterole.

"Scamander, Lorcan"

Lorcan's P.O.V.

I was incredibly nervous. My legs were quivering as I seated myself upon the rather uncomfortable wooden stool. The hat descended upon my head, and the Sorting began.

"Lorcan Scamander, child of Rolf Scamander and Luna Lovegood, if I'm not mistaken," said the Hat.

"Yes, I hope Lysander is in my house," I pondered.

"Well, we'll see about that in a minute, but the perfect house for you is..."

"RAVENCLAW!"

I rushed over to the Ravenclaw table, my cheeks literally fuschia, hoping that Lysander was to join me.

"Scamander, Lysander"

Lysander's P.O.V.

I hope I'm with Lorcan. The hat was placed on my head.

"Ah, the twin brother of Lorcan! Both of you are expressing a wish to be in the same house," the Hat said "But I'm not too sure..."

"Ravenclaw." I thought abruptly.

"Now let's think this out logically, Lysander. You just don't have the brains of Lorcan, you couldn't possibly work to the demands of the Ravenclaw house," said the Hat.

I was adamant. "Don't care. Ravenclaw."

"Lysander, you're just wishing to be with someone who has provided you with company all your life. This has happened countless times before with twins. You just don't cut it in Ravenclaw. Or Hufflepuff. I guess it had better be..."

"Oh please, change your mind, please say Raven..." I thought, but was cut off,

"SLYTHERIN!"

The hall was rather silent, as I gloomily made my way over the the Slytherin table. Great.

"Weasley, Hugo!"

Hugo's P.O.V.

I was cursing having the last name Weasley. I hated being last, people always remember the first and the last people the most. The hat was placed on my head.

"Ah, Hugo, child of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, and brother of Rose Weasley," said the Hat, "Rather peculiar, just like Annie a few minutes back. Both of you want yet don't want to go to Gryffindor,"

"I can't decide," I thought.

"Slytherin is a no-no, so is Ravenclaw, I can guarantee that."

"So I can't accompany Lysander or Lorcan then,"

"Not to worry, there is always two more houses. The difficult thing is which house to choose..."

"I don't want to be expected to follow in Rose's footsteps all my life,"

"I see that, that is one factor which rules against Gryffindor,"

"I want to please my family though,"

"What your family want isn't what's necessarily best for you though, Hugo,"

"Am I a freak? Will I not be able to be sorted, and have to go home and..."

"Not to worry, you're just a difficult character to fathom. You're incredibly loyal, and you want to stick by your friends, even though you've only met them today. You are easily attatched to people,"

"Well yes, we have been through a lot, considering we only met today"

"I see. You do have some bravery in you more than you think. You have some chivalrous qualities to you too. You would do well together with your family,"

"I'm not 'perfect' like them though,"

"Yes, I can tell you seem to follow in their footsteps. But maybe it's time to make your own footsteps?"

"Am I ready for that?"

"You might possibly be. You are certainly a noble person, being up for a challenge. I think I've come to a decision. I must say, you have been the most interesting person to sort in a few years."

"Erm ... thanks? This seems to be pointing towards my family though in Gryffindor..."

"You'll see that I was right when you are prospering in..."

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Well there's something new to learn everyday. Everybody in the hall looks shell-shocked. Oh dear, have I done something wrong? Rose's face is rather amusing though. Her jaw's practically hitting the floor! Lily, James and Albus look gutted. Fiona is too busy stealing profiteroles on the sly to care. Fergie looks rather surprised. I walk over to Annie, who has a big grin plastered on her face. She hugged me round the waist, and whispered:

"Welcome to Hufflepuff, Hugo!"

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