Wow! I put this up quick. I wrote the sorting hat song myself.

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Chapter 3: The Sorting Hat

"Hey Hagrid," Remus called over the loud chattering of students.

"Hello Remus. How's your ma' been doin'?" he asked. He gave an unnoticeable wink.

"Uh, she is still gravely sick," he answered. "I'm not sure if she'll make it." He said this with a grave expression.

"What's wrong with your mum?" Peter asked with a look of concern.

"He just said she's gravely sick, Peter," Sirius said. He realized first off that Peter was not the smartest banana of the bunch. "Now back to Lily" He turned his attention to James. "Why do you seem to like her so?

"I don't know," James said thoughtfully. "My dad always said Potter men fall for red-heads. Makes sense since my mom and grandma are both red-heads." He stepped into the boat followed by Sirius and Peter. Remus followed more slowly.

As James looked around, he saw Lily in a boat with Severus Snape, Frank Longbottom and Alice Prewett. He felt pure hatred for Severus. It seemed Lily really liked him.

Sirius put his hand on James's shoulder and put his finger to his lips. He pointed to Severus and pulled out his wand. Silently, James watched as Sirius magically wrote on Snape's head Snivellus. James laughed and Peter looked amazed at such magic. Remus looked like he didn't want to get in trouble on his first day at Hogwarts.

Others saw it and laughed too until Lily removed it with her own wand. Sirius looked in awe. He knew you had to know a lot of magic to get it off. James saw this as well and knew she was a smart witch.

By the time they got to shore, Snape had been in the water twice and Lily had a look of loathing toward Sirius and James, who were innocently whistling.

They walked up the stairs to an awaiting Professor McGonagall. "Hello. Welcome to Hogwarts. Through those doors, your houses await. Before you take your seat, you must be sorted into your houses. Your actions help your house. Follow the rules and you are awarded points. Don't, and you will lose points. Now I will ask you to wait for Mr. Filtch while I speak to a student. Mr. Lupin, if you please." She gestured to the side and he followed.

"What's that all about?" Peter asked. Sirius and James just shrugged their shoulders. Just then, a man came out of the doors.

"All right," he said, none too kindly either. "They're ready for you."

Sirius felt queasy in his stomach. He had fun with James and Peter. He even enjoyed Remus's company. He didn't want to be in Slytherin. But he knew his family would kill him if he went anywhere else.

Walking between the tables, he heard Lily saying things about the enchanted ceilings. "Just like in Hogwarts, A History."

'Figured she was muggleborn,' he thought. 'No one with magical parents reads about Hogwarts. Parents tell you about it.'

A stool with a battered hat on top a stool stood in front of the staff table. Sirius knew what happened next. All of a sudden, a mouth formed from the hat. It opened its mouth and began to sing:

Come one, come all

See what I've got.

A story to tell,

With an exciting plot.

A story of two men and two women,

With different traits,

Seeing their differences,

Did not stop fate.

They came together

To form one school.

Where a child learns magic,

So he won't be a fool.

Of course there is Ravenclaw,

Where the bookworms crawl.

And Hufflepuff of course,

Where the loyal stand tall.

Slytherin loved those with ambition,

As many people knew.

Gryffindor with the brave,

Doing what they do.

Now I am here to sort you,

To where you need to be.

For the founders would not like it,

If I did not fulfill their plea.

To help sort the new students,

Whoever they may be.

So I say ado to you,

Faithful students I see.

The hat took a bow and the whole hall erupted in claps and cheering.

"Now then," Professor McGonagall said, clearing her throat. "Let's begin."

'Amelia Aarondale.' A small, but very proud, girl with black hair stepped up. As soon as it touched her head, the hat shouted, "SLYTHERIN!" The table cheered as Amelia walked towards them.

'Carl Andrew.' A boy with red hair walked up timidly and flinched as the hat hit his head. He waited for a while before the hat shouted, "HUFFLEPUFF!" Happy he got into a house, the boy walked to the table with a smile.

'Gretel Bell.' She looked anxious as she stepped up the steps. After a few seconds, the hat shouted, "RAVENCLAW!" The cheers died down and Sirius's stomach did a full 360.

'Sirius Black.' Sirius walked up, but was afraid to sit down. The hat was put on his head and he saw only the inside of the hat.

'Ahh, a Black," he smirked. 'I see a Slytherin spot open.'

'No,' thought Sirius. 'I don't want to be a Slytherin.'

'I understand. Let's see. No good mind... '

'Hey!'

'Very loyal. You'd be a good dog. But you would stand up for your friends. That takes courage so it must be…GRYFFINDOR!'

Sirius's eyes lit up and he looked at the Gryffindor and sat at it. He glanced at the Slytherin table. He saw his cousins, sixth year Andormeada and fifth year Narcissa. He smirked at them. Finally away from his deranged family. He didn't look away till he heard cheering. Tamantha Collins had been sorted into Hufflepuff.

More people were sorted into their houses till it came to a particular red-head.

'Lily Evans.' Sirius looked over at James. If Lily was sorted into Slytherin, he knew he would beg to be in the same house. The hat slipped over her green eyes.

'Ah, such a smart muggleborn. I have seen many like you. You seem fit for Ravenclaw.'

'No. I want to be in Slytherin.'

'I'm afraid you don't belong there. Let's look deeper in your mind.' Silence before the loud boom. 'GRYFFINDOR!'

'Hah,' Sirius thought and looked at Severus, who had a sad face on. James was absolutely gleeful. He tried to be friendly to her. She must have remembered the train ride. The sorting went on with Frank Longbottom in Gryffindor.

'Remus Lupin.' All that went though his head was he wouldn't be sorted because of what he was.

'Such a unique child you are. Especially on the full moon. Smart, respectful, loyal, and yet brave for coming with your condition. Difficult, I assure you. Let's dig deeper.' Silence, then, 'Ah ha. I've found it.' He took a deep breath. 'GRYTHINDOR!' Remus got up and walked over with full pride.

Even more were sorted till:

'Peter Pettigrew.' He hoped he was sorted quickly.

'Oh my,' the hat stated. 'Not smart at all. Not much bravery, and don't get me started on loyalty. Looks like…' he took a deep breath.

'Stop.' The hat closed his mouth. 'Please don't say Slytherin. I would die before being a part of that house.'

'I see. Then it better be…GRYFFINDOR!'

'What did you mean by not loyal?' He asked before he took the hat off.

'You'll see.' He was confused as he sat next to Remus. Then finally:

'James Potter.' James stepped up with confidence.

'A Potter. Skill, bravery, and a problem with falling for red-heads.

James smirked. 'I have not fallen for a red-head. So hah.'

'I can read your mind Potter. Don't try and trick me. Do you know what happened to the last person who tried to trick me?'

'No, and I don't think I want to know.'

'Smart boy, but not smart enough so...GRYFFINDOR!'

He smiled proudly and strutted to the table, trying to impress Lily. She shot him a hatred glare and turned away.

Later James could see she was sad when Snape was sorted to Slytherin. After Zachery Zodiac was sorted into Slytherin, Dumbledore came up for the speech:

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Before we feast, I must say a few words. First, a list of unapproved items, such as dungbombs and other items of that sort, is posted on Mr. Filth's door." James looked upset at that. "Secondly, if any wish to sign up for your house's Quidditch team, please see your Heads of Houses. Finally, I'd like to introduce Professor Higgins who will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

A woman in her mid-thirties stood up. She had brown hair tied in a ponytail with a ribbon. Her face showed years of misery but smiled all the same. Many clapped but others, not too enthusiastically. Many were tired of new D.A.D.A teachers.

"Now let's feast." Dumbledore said and held his hands up. The tables were filled with food. Peter ate everything he could get his hands on. The others ate their food more modestly. James tried to get Lily's attention by bragging about his Quidditch abilities. She was not interested and continued to talk to Alice Duggle and Fawn Cupertino. Although, Peter seemed interested so he told his stories.

Finally, it was time to go to the dormitories. They knew Peter needed help remembering Horsefodottle, the password into the common room.

Peter is sorta like Nevielle, at least in my mind.Except loyal. I need help with James's attitude towards Lily.

AVATAR RIKKI