Chapter 5: The Sorting Hat
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The sorting hat screamed, as a small blonde girl stands up and walks towards the cheering table. Harry shook with fear. Hermione's name is called.
"Hermione Granger." The mid- aged witch announces.
"Hmmm. I see you're cunning and smart, you'd do well in Ravenclaw. But I see the bravery and friendship in you…. GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor table claps. A few people later Ron is called. The hat is placed on his head and the sorting laughs.
"Ah. Another Weasley. I know just where to put you… GRYFFINDOR!" Relief floods Ron's face. He joins Hermione, his siblings and the group of cheering Gryffindors.
The witch on stage looks down at the parchment in her hand again and reads, "Draco Malfoy."
A small, blonde boy struts to the stool. The second the hat is anywhere near his head it yells "SLYTHERIN!" as if it's afraid no one will hear it and place it on Malfoy's head anyway.
Then she looks at the parchment again. "Harry Potter." Scared, Harry makes his way to the front of the Great Hall.
I hat is cold, and he can feel it vibrating as it speaks. "Hmmm. Very interesting. There is bravery, but you are also cunning."
"Not Slytherin. Please not Slytherin." Harry thought.
"Not, Slytherin, huh?" The hat cooed. "Well then it must be Gryffindor!" Harry smiled and joined Ron and Hermione. They looked eagerly at the witch as she read the next name.
"Neville Longbottom." She announced. Students buzzed in recognition at the name.
The hat looked excited. The hat was slowly placed on Neville's head. The entire hall held their breath.
"You're hostel, but friendly. Brave yet sly. Smart yet simple minded. Hmmm. I guess we'll put you in… Slytherin!" There is a ripple of shock that emulates through the crowd. Neville, silently, gets up and goes to the cheering table. He looks longingly at the his three new friends at the Gryffindor table.
A/N I hope you like it, I wanted to go somewhere different by putting Neville in Slytherin.