Chapter 5 Hogwarts

Professor Mcgonagall explained what was going to happen when they would be sorted.

"As soon as I open these doors you will be sorted into one of the four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff by the magical sorting hat on the stool in the front of the room."

When she opened the doors to the Great Hall Harry saw the biggest room he had ever seen. It could have fit the whole Dursley's house into it. Harry felt as if he was an animal in a zoo. People were watching every move they made. Some people even pointed at Harry's scar and whispered.

"I wonder how the hat sorts us," questioned Ron nervously.

"She just puts the hat on our heads and it looks for the qualities of the four houses," answered Hermonie.

"How do you know all this information on Hogwarts," replied Ron.

"I have read all the books on Hogwarts that I could find," whispered Hermonie as they approached the pedestal with a faded and stitched up old hat on it.

Professor McGonagall started to name of the names of the new first years to be sorted into the houses. Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Dudley were placed into the house of Slytherin. Harry, Ron, and Hermonie were placed into the house of Gryffindor. After the sorting was over the newly sorted Gryffindors sat down at the long middle right ancient table. They were aligned with long mahogany benches to match the tables. The plates were covered with great feasts of food.

"Dudley must even be full after that meal," thought Harry amazedly as he turned to look at him.

Harry couldn't tell if Dudley was sad or happy as he saw him look at Malfoy. Moments later the oldest person Harry had ever seen stood up at the front table. He was dressed in brilliant white robes. His silver beard went well past his shoulders. The golden half moon spectacles covering his eyes glowed brightly under the magical sky in the great hall.

"I would like to congratulate the new first years getting sorted into their houses," announced Dumbledore. "I would also like to remind the school that the forest is forbidden to be entered upon unless under supervision of another teacher. The third floor corridor is also off limits this year due to…. Certain events, so if you value your lives please stay clear. We have two new teachers as our old defense against the dark arts teacher and the old potions teacher. The new teachers are Severus Snape and professor Quirrell."

The students clapped. Professor Quirrel wore a glazed purple robe with a black shirt showing under it. He had sparkling brown hair that covered most of his face.

When he shifted his face into the light his eyes were glowing bright gold.

"That's strange" whispered Harry as he starred at him.

"What," questioned Ron.

"Quirrell's eyes glowed gold in the light but his eyes are brown," exclaimed Harry, his mouth still open in aw.

"There are a number of reasons that could have happened,"

"Well what are they Hermonie?"

"Well he could have used magic to spice up his appearance. Umm… he could be possessed by something, or he was born like that," explained Hermonie.

Very unlikely… all of them," interrupted Ron

"You'd be surprised Ronald,"

"Hermonie don't call me that. I already told Harry I don't like it. Do I have to tell the whole world?"

"It might help" Snickered Harry until Ron through him a nasty gaze to him.

Harry looked up at Professor Snape. Snape was dressed in sleek black robes which went past his feet.

"The heads of houses are professors Sprout, Snape, McGonagall, and Flitwick," continued Dumbledore. "They will help you through your years here at Hogwarts. Now that you all have ate and drank to your desires I must insist that you all head to bed. The school prefects will now escort you to your house common rooms and dormitories."

Ron's brother Percy was the Gryffindor boy prefect. On the way Harry thought he some something in a picture move so he stopped to see it again. As he did the man in the man blurted out "hello there little one!"

Harry jumped nearly off the staircase and screamed. Ron looked at him with a horrified stare "What's wrong Harry!?"

"That picture just moved… and talked," exasperated Harry as his heart was still pounding. "Am I hallucinating?"

"Yeah, I should have told you about that. Witches and wizards can use a certain potion to make pictures move and talk with the memory of the people in those pictures when it was taken," explained Ron.

"Wow"

"Password," asked a lady wearing a white dress who had dark brown curly hair in a golden elegant picture frame.

"Nirnroot," Percy said defiantly so all the first years could hear him. "This is the password to enter Gryffindor tower. "This is the Fat Lady."

The portrait opened to reveal a stone doorway that led went into a warm cozy common room with big squashy arm chairs. There were seven dormitories for girls, and seven for boys.

"Bloody hell, this is huge," exclaimed Ron with pleasure.

"Boys, your dormitory is up the stairs and to the left, Girls, yours is the same to the right, "Percy said pointing to the staircase at the end of the room. "Now, bed!"

Ron and Harry walked up into their dormitory to choose their beds. That night Harry had another dream with bright illuminating green light and crude high pitched laughter.