Disclaimer: I do not own Hogwarts. However, any unfamiliar names are the creation of a collaboration of my friends and myself.

The chapter you were all waiting for. Now we learn the houses of Violet, Sally, and Andrew. Will they be together? Will Violet continue the Gryffindor streak? Read and find out.

Andrew, Sally and myself were walking in a close knot when Hagrid's loud voice told us to listen to the professor. I looked up, for I had been staring at the floor for fear of tripping over myself in the crowd. I saw an old woman, no younger then 60, standing in front of me.

"Now listen up children," she said. "My name is Professor McGonagall. Many of your parents who came here had me for transfiguration. I am the transfiguration teacher along with the head of Gryffindor. Now, lets go into to the great hall." With that the doors opened to reveal a grand hall with four long tables stretching across it. "Single file line, first years." All of the other students were looking at us. I was afraid that they were all silently judging me, so I started staring at Andrew's feet, since he was walking in front of me. Then Andrew stopped abruptly and my head bumped lightly into his back as I stopped. I looked up to see a long table with many familiar faces at it. Then I heard a voice.

"Welcome everyone, to another wonderful year at Hogwarts. For those of you who don't already know who I am, I am Headmaster Lupin." I was shocked. I didn't remember my mom ever telling me that her old DADA teacher was the headmaster.

'Perhaps, that was why McGonagall lead us into the hall. She was not longer filling in as headmistress.'

"Now it is time to sort all the little first years into their respective houses." With that Lupin held up an old, tattered hat that had obviously been around for generations. Lupin set the hat down on a stool, which I hadn't noticed till that very moment.

The whole school was silent. Then someone started to sing. I remembered hearing stories about this. The hat was going to sing its song that is spent all year writing.

Once was a foursome,

Simple as can be,

Who had a grand idea.

They wished to start,

A school for wizards,

To pass on wholesome traditions.

We know the names,

Merit sorts us into them,

Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin

Hufflepuff's are loyal,

Gryffindor's are brave,

Ravenclaw's wise,

And Slytherin's ever so clever.

The whole hall burst into applause. Andrew, Sally and I all looked at each other.

"Lilly Aberdeen," Professor McGonagall called. Everyone turned around, as a very petit girl started moving to the front of the crowd. Professor McGonagall pointed at the stool as she picked up the tattered hat. Lilly struggled to get onto the stool, but once she was seated McGonagall put the sorting hat on her head.

Almost instantly the hat shouted, "Gryffindor!" Everyone in Gryffindor cheered as Lilly hurried over to an empty seat at her table.

"Jordyn Donald," McGonagall said. There was a silence. No one moved to the front.

Then a boy with bright blond hair raised his hand and said, "Which one?" Everyone laughed.

Then a girl who looked like his sister said, "It's not funny. Our parents are psycho, they named us both Jordyn."

"Oh, I think it is you. Jordyn with a 'y'." Then Jordyn walked proudly up to the stool. McGonagall was putting the hat on her head, but before it even touched her head the hat yelled, "Slytherin!" Jordyn smiled grimly when she heard the cheers coming from the Slytherin table. She walked over there with her head held up high and sat down.

"Well let's get her brother up here, Jordan Donald." Jordan started to walk towards the recently empty stool. He sat down and McGonagall put the sorting hat on his head. We all stood there in anticipation.

After a few minutes the hat finally said, "Hufflepuff!" The Hufflepuff table burst into applause. Jordan jogged to the first open seat he saw.

"Sally Malfoy," everyone at Slytherin turned when they heard her name, and was preparing to get another one as Sally walked up to sit on the stool. She sat there with a small smile on her face.

"Hufflepuff!" the hat yelled. Almost every Slytherin had a confused look on their face has the Hufflepuffs started cheering. Andrew and I stood there as we heard four more people get sorted. I wasn't really paying attention to the names, but I did hear a Hufflepuff, and then.

"Andrew Tonks."

"Wish me luck."

"Good luck, Andrew." He knoded. Then he walked up to the stool, looked briefly at his mom, who I saw smile at him, and sat down. McGonagall put the sorting hat on his head. I saw Andrew squint his eyes. Before I heard the sorting hat, I thought, that last good luck might be the last time I really talk to my new friend. Then I heard a scream from the Hufflepuff table, and I saw Andrew scurry off to sit with Sally. I was the last one left. What if I didn't get into Hufflepuff? Who would my friends be? What would my dad think if I didn't get into Gryffindor? All these questions were flying though my mind when I heard my name.

"Violet Weasley." As I started walking towards the stool, Andrew, Sally, and all of Gryffindor were eagerly awaiting what house I would get into. I sat down on the stool, and McGonagall put the sorting hat on my head.

Almost instantly I heard a voice, "Ah, you're a Weasley aren't you? All of you go to Gryffindor, but you are unlike your relatives. You are not as brave as any of them. You are more like Hermione Granger. You are much more loyal then anything. So, let make it a HUFFLEPUFF!" I squealed, and almost sprinted over to Sally and Andrew. We all embraced as many Hufflepuffs congratulated me. The Gryffindors looked upset, but soon enough Tyler and Oliver would be joining them and their quidditch team.

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