Chapter 2: The Sorting Ceremony
James looked eagerly to the front of the Great Hall. Professor Dumbledore sat in the front, and Professor McGonnagol had just brought out the Sorting Hat.
"You will now be sorted. I will call you up in alphabetical order." Professor McGonnagol said this with a stern look.
"Adams, Gregory!"
This boy stood, looking particularly frightened, and sat on the stool, his legs dangling off of it. After a few minutes, the Sorting Hat shouted out, "HUFFLEPUFF!"
A few more kids came up, when Professor McGonnagol shouted, "Black, Sirius!"
Sirius sat on the stool. Since he was taller than most kids his age, his toes brushed against the floor. He sat there when the hat on his head started suddenly to speak within him.
"Hmm, another Black? Haven't had one of you in ages. Well, most of the people in your family were in Slytherin. But, you do not seem sly enough for Slytherin. But you have a maniac's bravery, and a sharp mind, too. Now, where should I put you?"
The hat was silent for a few seconds longer, when it shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Sirius shuddered. This was the last house his parents would want him to be in. If he wasn't in Slytherin, they would maybe, just maybe be pleased with Ravenclaw. But Gryffindor? He wasn't going to have any privileges or pocket money for a loooong time.
Sirius walked sulkily to the Gryffindor table. He had been sitting there for a few minutes when Professor McGonnagol shouted the name, "Lupin, Remus!"
The boy known as Remus walked up quietly to the Hat. He put the hat on and sat down.
"Hmm, this boy is very secretive," the Sorting Hat said, though only Remus heard.
The hat kept quiet for about a moment more, when it shouted out, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Remus looked up with a smile. His dad had been a Gryffindor.
Next was "MacDonald, Amelie!" ("SLYTHERIN!") through "Peckman, Caleb!" (HUFFLEPUFF!)
Then, Professor McGonnagol called out a name. "Pettigrew, Peter."
The dumpy boy Remus had seen earlier on the train ran, more like scampered, up the stairs. He sat down, though after a split second jumped. Everyone in the hall knew the hat had started to talk. After a moment or so, the hat yelled out, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Next, Professor McGonnagol shouted, "Potter, James!"
James ran up to the front. He practically jumped onto the stool, and yanked the hat on.
"Ha. With this courage…"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
James grinned for all his life. His friend Roxanna went next, (GRYFFINDOR!), followed by a slew of other first years.
When it finally ended with "Zubrinski, Natasha!" (SLYTHERIN!), Professor Dumbledore stood up.
"I have but a few words before we start our feast: Nitwick! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! That is all."
He sat back down. Roxanna turned to James and said, "Well, I have heard he has a few screws loose."
A/N: Alas! It is up! Cookies for my reviewers! I had a second wind for this chapter (even though for me, it's early in the morning. It's 4:03 AM). ALSO, CHECK OUT MY BLOG!
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