Disclaimer: No matter how hard I want it, I still don't own the Harry Potter series. :(
A/N: Hey! I don't really have anything to say other than I'm extremely happy because we finally have snow here! And my butt is still killing me from when I was skating and fell on it… it kinda hurt. Enjoy and review!
Chapter 7: The Sorting
September 1st 1971: Hogwarts
We got off the Hogwarts Express and heard someone calling in a gruff voice.
"Firs' years o'er here. Firs' years." I looked over and saw that the person who was calling them was a nine or ten foot man, who also happen to be one of my, and my parent's friend, Hagrid, the Half-Giant. Lily and her new friends looked at each other.
"Let's go." Said Marlene.
"My name's Hagrid, and I'm the Gamekeeper here at Hogwarts,"
They set off towards the huge man and he led us, along with the other first years, towards a bunch of little boats. Hagrid told them it was four to a boat, just like my first year, so of course, they climbed in together, and, seeing as no one could witness me breaking the rules, I joined them. There were two oars resting on the side of the boat and just as Lily was about to reach them, they started rowing by themselves. How many times will I have to repeat myself? Ah, my unwise Grandmum, I thought to myself.
"'Round this bend is where you'll get your firs' look a' Hogwarts," he said.
We went around the bend and just like Hagrid had said, we saw Hogwarts. It was so beautiful, stunning, and just like I remember it being about just before having entered this room. Lily had opened her mouth to say something but no words could describe the beauty of it. She finally managed to murmur, "Wow,"
After about five minutes of the first years just staring at the majestic Hogwarts castle from the lake, the boats finally arrived on shore.
Hagrid knocked on the door, and we waited a few minutes before it was opened. "I have the firs' years, professor," Hagrid said to the stern looking, Professor McGonagall. I could tell that all the first years, except maybe Gramps and Sirius, were thinking the same thing, this was not a woman to cross.
"Thank you, Hagrid," She said. "Follow me, children." Professor McGonagall said as she turned around and walked back into the castle. She brought us to a small room and told us to wait until the rest of the students were ready. "You may want to use the time to smarten yourselves up."
She finished before leaving us all in the little space. It was quiet for a short time before someone asked, "What did she mean smarten up?" This got the first years all into a buzz. I joined in too, telling them to calm down, that all that happened was that a hat went on your head, but then I remembered that no one could hear me.
Professor McGonagall came back a few minutes later and told the first years to follow her. She had the old sorting hat in her hands, and once they arrived, she placed it on the stool.
The hat's "mouth" opened, along with the first years' when it did this, and it started to sing.
I'm the mighty Sorting Hat,
I'll peek inside your brain,
See which house you belong in,
For they are not the same.
Each house has different ancestry,
One can be assured,
For when you graduate,
You surely will have matured.
Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw,
The girls of the group,
Gryffindor and Slytherin
Completed the troupe.
Bravery and courageousness,
Sets them from the rest,
Yes, they're Gryffindors, it's true
And they might belong to you.
The patient and the just,
Belong in Hufflepuff,
Here they'll meet those who always trust,
And are always loyal.
And if you yearn
To be with those who share your love to learn,
And who have a sharp mind,
Search Ravenclaw, your most likely find.
By definition,
Slytherin's where you belong,
If you've got great ambition,
You simply can't go wrong.
So welcome to Hogwarts,
We hope you'll like it here,
Have fun, and laugh, but concentrate,
For you won't be forgotten and will never disappear.
As the school began to clap, the first years realised that they should too.
McGonagall pulled out a list and addressed the eleven year olds. "When I call your name, come over and put the hat on."
"Avery, Patrick!" she called. Hey, look, it's a future Death Eater, I thought to myself.
The hat instantly shouted out "SLYTHERIN!" The Slytherin table cheered, while the other Houses remained silent.
"Black, Sirius!" Sirius walked over and put the hat on. It took a couple of seconds before the hat yelled "GRYFFINDOR!" He gave the hat back, and walked over to the cheering Gryffindor table.
McGonagall called over "Diggory, Amos!" who was a Hufflepuff and one other Slytherin, whose name I didn't quite catch, before she called over "Evans, Lily!"
Lily walked over shakily and put the hat on her head.
Hmmm… Lily jumped. Lots of brains, I see. Lots of bravery too. You're fiercely loyal and kind as well. And you desperately want to prove yourself. Where would you like to go? The hat asked Lily.
Oh, well all of the Houses sound magnificent, but I think I don't know where I really belong. Lily said.
I don't think you really belong in Slytherin. You're not quite cunning enough. Sorry, I didn't mean to burst any bubbles. For you, my dear, the real choice is between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. But I think that if you go into Ravenclaw, you'll drive yourself mad studying. Which means that you belong in GRYFFINDOR!"
The table cheered as Lily walked over. She glanced back at Severus with a sad smile on her face. Sirius moved a little to make some room for her. Lily took one look at him, recognised him from the train, crossed her arms and turned around.
I didn't pay attention to the Sorting Ceremony, until I heard "Lupin, Remus!" being called. It took less than a second before the Hat shouted "GRYFFINDOR!" Teddy's dad walked over and sat beside Lily. He and Sirius exchanged a small smile and watched Mary get Sorted. The hat took a little longer on her than on others but it eventually yelled "GRYFFINDOR!" She sat across from Lily and they gave each other high fives, before watching Dorcas being called over. The hat barely touched her head before yelling "GRYFFINDOR!" for her as well. She took her seat beside Mary and we all turned to watch Marlene get sorted. The hat also barely touched her head before it yelled, once again, "GRYFFINDOR!" She sat down beside Remus and the girls tried to do a group high five thing, but it didn't work so they kept watching.
The next to get sorted was Severus' friend Mulciber, or as I found out, Kyle Mulciber. Mulciber was placed in Slytherin, and Peter Pettigrew, the evil trader, was next. It took a long time to yell out "GRYFFINDOR!" probably because it sees so much evil in him, I thought to myself.
Peter walked over, and I fought the urge to slap him for many reasons, mainly, though because he wouldn't be able to feel it. Next up was Gramps. The hat barely touched his head before screaming "GRYFFINDOR!" He walked over and sat beside Peter. The sorting continued, but I didn't pay attention, I was too busy looking at James who, in turn, was practically drooling over Lily.
When I finally heard Severus Snape being called, the hat took a couple seconds before yelling "SLYTHERIN!" He walked over to the Slytherin table on the other side of the hall and sat down beside someone who looked remarkably like Scorpius. I guess it's his Grandfather, I thought to myself.
A few more people were Sorted, before someone, who I assumed was the famous Professor Dumbledore, got up and told the school to tuck up and dig in. The feast appeared and I heard a loud rumble. I looked around, recalling all the stories Dad had told us about his Hogwarts years. Seeing that nothing was amiss but that there was still a continuous growling noise, I didn't know what was going on. It took me a few moments to realise that the growling was just my stomach. I'm so hungry! I thought to myself.
A/N: I hope you liked the Sorting poem, it took me FOREVER to write! Please review!