Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters sadly
(A/n) the sorting hat song was created by kelpylion thankz for helping slightly less creative writers like me lol
Chapter 20 – Epilogue
The brown ragged sorting hat sat roughly on top a short stool. Behind the sorting hat stood Ronald Weasly, well now Professor Ronald Weasly, he was holding a peace of parchment lined with dozens of student's names. It was time for the usual ceremony that decided which house the new 1st years would be attending. Ron smiled slightly thinking back to his fearful first time putting the hat on his head.
In front of him sat the entire student body of Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft eagerly awaiting whatever would happen next. Finally Ron gave the stool a nudge and awakened the sorting hat. It coughed letting dust fly from its strange mouth and then it began to speak…
Greetings good I give to you;
a sorting hat is I.
I'll sort you into the right house;
if I am wrong I'll die.
Let's take a look into your mind,
let's see where you should go.
And I will take what I will find
and place you to or fro.
Firm Slytherin-I knew him well-
a cunning man was he.
He chose those sly and great of power,
and blood of purity.
Young Gryffindor-so chivalrous!
Loved those who'd hold a sword
and those few souls-so brave were they-
would not fear Hells gates to ford.
To Hufflepuff the loyal went,
who toiled all the day.
And justice was their battle cry-
they fought for justice all the way!
Wise beyond her years was Ravenclaw,
who sought to learn and know.
The curious and quick of wit
shall in her household always grow.
Which house shall be your destiny?
I bet you want the truth!
I'll sit upon your heads and then
the answers will run loose!
The student body erupted into applause and laughter greatly entertained by the strange hat's song. Ron held up his hand to silence them and called out the first name beginning the long process of sorting the new first years…
Hundreds of new students finally took their seats at the tables, the sorting hat had finally finished the long process and now all the houses where filled with new first years. They laughed and talked loudly amongst themselves introducing and becoming acquainted with one another.
"Attention," a slightly seductive but powerful voice called out louder then all noise in the great hall. All attention was turned to Hogwarts new Headmaster standing in the middle of all the Professors.
"The dark forest is off limits to all first years who don't want to suffer a most horrific fate," Hermione Granger spoke staring over some oval glasses and holding her hands together. "Now let us eat!"
She waved her hands and food began to appear in front of all students and Professors, the great hall erupted into loud chatter and laughter once again. Hermione took her large seat in the middle of the Professors table and turned her head to the right looking at Ron for a moment smiling to her self.
A female student stood and walked from the Slytherin over to where Ron was sitting. She was a beautiful 5th year long flowing white hair, rosy red cheeks, and dimples that complemented her gorgeous smile.
"You know Professor Weasly," she said leaning on the table eyeing Ron seductively. "I was never good at Defense against the Dark Arts until you started teaching me."
Ron began to blush a little and grinned quickly turning his attention to his plate of food. "Thank you Rachel," he replied. "Now please kindly return to your seat this area is for Professors only."
"I just wanted to say thank you," Rachel added while walking away eyeing Ron even more seductively then before. She slowly began to strut back to her seat obviously taking special care in swinging her hips to and fro.
Ron laughed a little and looked over at Hermione who was eyeing him dangerously but smiling as well. Hermione shook her head and returned her attention to the feast before her.
A woman dressed in usual secretary clothing walked quickly down a hallway in the Ministry of Magic. Her heels clicked and clacked loudly against the beautiful marble floors as she walked with purpose towards the door marked "Minister of Magic". She was carrying a file delicately in her hands reading it over and over again.
She finally reached the large door and knocked on it softly then waited. Upon receiving no response she knocked on it again harder this time. A familiar voice beckoned her for to enter after another short moments wait.
She twisted the handle and pushed her way into the room. Harry Potter sat behind the desk, he was the new Minister of Magic appointed after Cornelius Fudge was found dead.
"Good morning sir," she said softly.
"O c'mon Lucy," Harry began. "You don't have to call me sir Harry will do fine."
"Excuse me sir but I have a few demands from the Headmaster of Hogwarts," she replied handing the paper to Harry across the desk.
Harry began to read the paper. "Wow what in the world does she need with all this?"
"No clue sir," Lucy replied. "but while you handle this don't forget you have a press conference at 12, a meeting with the leader of the giants at 2, a muggle found Diagon Alley yesterday and that needs to be handled and I think a fax is coming in right now about your dinner engagement tonight."
"Dinner engagement?" Harry said in a confused tone. "With whom?"
"With the pixies and the elves sir," Lucy replied easily. "You don't remember they were at war for the past year and are finally negotiating peace."
"Are you serious?" Harry questioned. "A dinner with a bunch of bloody pixies?"
Lucy laughed and turned to leave the room. "I'll have your lunch prepared at 11:30 so you wont be late for your press conference." She added before closing the door.
"I fucking hate this job," Harry grumbled letting his head slam into the table.