Blue Moon

Chapter Thirteen

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"You realize, that you might not be sorted into the same house that you were in before?" The calm and soothing voice intoned. Harry nodded his head and picked at a few loose strings in the chair he was sitting in.

"Then I'd say that it's time for you to get into your robes and head to the feast," Harry looked up, his eyes slightly wide.

"You mean you won't be coming with me?"

"I thought you knew the way?" The white brows came together as clear blue eyes looked on Harry with some concern. Harry turned his face down and bit the corner of his bottom lip.

"I do," Dumbledore took a lemon drop into his mouth and he let his old wrinkled hands come together in his lap.

"Then what's the matter?"

Harry shook his head slightly and stood up, "Nothing, sir. I'll be fine," Harry nodded to Dumbledore and didn't really give him a chance to speak to him again. He was nervous, and he didn't want to be here anymore, he'd had "the talk" and he didn't need anymore shrinking. Telling the old man his story, not holding anything back, not even what had happened with Sirius, Harry was now a little more than embarrassed. The advice given had been good, and had been what he needed to hear from someone but he was now slightly afraid of what Dumbledore thought of him.

Would he hate him for being gay? Would he even remember in the future? Or had he always known, much like the Dumbledore he remembered.

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Harry tugged at the standard black school robes he'd bought only a day or so ago. He didn't want to do this, the hall would be full of waiting and hungry students, they'd eat him up. The stares would make him nervous, and he'd look around for Sirius, and trip or something. Make a fool of himself before he had the chance to be sorted.

Two small house elves saved Harry the trouble of actually having to decide whether he was going to turn tail and leave, to never come back or go in and throw himself to the wolves. They'd opened the doors and now he was being forced to walk in, he knew now that he looked stupid. Even more so, he knew he looked hideous, the bright lights beating down on him, showing how pale and sickly he must've looked. He had to be sweating, he knew he was, the little hairs on the back of his neck were sticking to him. He hoped to Merlin he didn't stink.

His steps were small at first, and then when the talking came to a halt, and all eyes moved to look at him he gulped and sped his steps up. He was too nervous to walk too slowly. He made his way to the aged woman with a tight bun in her hair, holding a list in her hands and standing next to a stool with a child just now stepping off of it.

"Mr. Porter," the stern woman said, and Harry took note of the fact that this woman was Minerva McGonagall. Harry didn't look into her eyes, or those of anyone else as he walked past the small child going off to the Ravenclaw table. Harry sat nervous, as Dumbledore introduced him to the school, he couldn't help looking to the Gryffindor table, knowing that he'd be sitting there not long from now and that Sirius would have even more of a chance to hurt him.

His eyes turned away quickly when he spotted the handsome, and stone faced Sirius Black looking directly at him. He could have tugged his hair out when he caught sight of a smirking Lucius Malfoy, who's hand was moving quickly under the table making Narcissa Black's face crinkle into a look of pleasure, though the entire time the blond was staring at him. He felt sick to his stomach.

He couldn't take his eyes away though, his sick fascination making him feel even worse. He was beyond thankful when a darkness covered his eyes and a coarse voice enter his mind.

Back again, eh?

Harry nodded his head, letting the hat read his mind.

My, my haven't you changed. It wasn't a question, and that worried Harry slightly.

You aren't as stubborn, and outspoken as you used to be, Potter You've lost courage... Though sustained your loyalty to the ones you love. Harry felt nervous for some reason. Had his apparent change dented his chances of getting back into Gryffindor? And when did this even happen?

You've let some boy stifle your voice? Your spirit? You aren't the Harry Potter that I'm fate bound to meet again. Harry Potter, you've become Harry Porter after all.

Harry felt his stomach sink. What was the hat talking about? What did he mean?

"Please? What's going on?"

You've let yourself fall, Harry Porter. You are not the same.

"Stop, this. What are you even saying? It doesn't make sense!"

It makes sense. You just aren't able to hear anymore.

"Please?!"

"Hufflepuff!"

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Harry's eyes burned slightly, how had this happened? how had he been sorted into Hufflepuff and not Gryffindor? He hadn't noticed any changes in himself, he was the same person. He was still Harry Potter. Right?

"Porter, huh?" Harry was broken from his thoughts as he heard a deep and cheerful voice come from behind him, he turned around and came face to...chest with a boy who looked oddly familiar to him.

"Yea," Harry said as he looked as closely as he could manage at the other boy, while at the same time trying not to look like a stalker.

"I'm Amos Diggory. Nice to meet you," the tall Hufflepuff stuck his hand out and Harry shook it slightly shocked that the person who he was talking to was the same person he'd met so far into the future. He looked so much like his son had at this age, it was almost scary.

Harry's green eyes took in the gray eyes that looked so much like Cedric's and he gulped slightly, "You too... So you're Hufflepuff too?" Harry said trying to find something to say as they walked to the common room. It was hard trying to pretend like he didn't know his way to the Hufflepuff commons, or anywhere else around here.

"Yes, for seven years," Amos said looking a little oddly down at Harry, though the joking tone in his voice let Harry relax a little.

When they'd made it to the commons Harry nodded to Amos, and followed him up to his new dorm, trying his hardest not to think that if he'd been in Gryffindor that he'd be in the same room as Sirius. He may have been fighting with the Gryffindor but it didn't mean that he wanted to be so far away from him.

"Well I have to go and make the rounds... It was nice meeting you Harry," Amos walked to Harry and laid hishand on Harry's shoulder, the shorter boy was only marginally uncomfortable when the hand lingered for a little longer than appropriate.

Harry tried to smile, and managed a mangled version before turning away from the admittedly handsome boy and going to the bed that had his trunk sitting at the end of it. Harry didn't bother undressing, he was too tired, too stressed and too...everything. He just wanted sleep now. Thoughts of Sirius, of the Marauders, Lucius and the Slytherins and now Amos would have to wait until tomorrow, when classes started.

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A/N: I hope no one is mad at me about putting Harry in Hufflepuff, but I do have reasons, trust me. And when the hat was talking to Harry I hope no one thought I was knocking Hufflepuff's in anyway. I wasn't. They're my second favorite, I was just trying to say that Harry didn't have the qualities of a Gryffindor so much anymore, and that right now he fit better in Hufflepuff. And I didn't want him and Sirius together to be honest, I love torture. XD

Sorry that it took so long to update, I've just been busy lately. Tons of school work now. Ugh, and I hadn't had inspiration in the longest time.

More Sirius and Harry to come soon enough.

--And by the way, I haven't read over this again so there will have been spelling and grammar mistakes, please forgive me. I'll go back and fix it all later. lol

--I did go back and change the hat's talk to Harry, I added that he was loyal, but I didn't take out that he lost courage. He did lose courage where it came to Sirius, yes after he hit his father, because that took some damn courage. And my saying that doens't mean he's lost it all, you don't have to be a freaking coward to be in Hufflepuff, they have some courage and lots of loyalty, just look a Cedric. And yeah you can argue that Harry should be in Gryffindor anyways, because he still has some courage, but to me right now that'd just be like another Peter sorting. And plus its more drama if he's not in Gryffindor. lol Or at least a different kind. You'll see, I promise. grins

I hope you decide to review!

-Bloody