A/N - Sorry it's been a while but I'm going to try and do them in chronological order. This one is for DominoTyler - thanks for reviewing and the Marauders will be on their way very shortly...
Bellatrix Black
I didn't even know why I had to go through the sorting. Of course I was going to be in Slytherin, it didn't take a genius to work that out. I'm Bellatrix Black, from the most Noble and Honourable house of Black, my family are ALL pureblood, we don't need any of that dirt Muggle blood mixed in, thank you. This Voldemort man had the right idea, to abolish all those mudbloods and blood traitors. They were an abomination on the magical world. My little sister Dromeda kept telling me that Mother and Father were brainwashing Narcissa and I but what does she know. She's probably going to end up a blood traitor like those pathetic Weasleys! Why would Mother and Father brainwash us anyway; I am an independent thinker, it is just a fact that pure bloods are better than everyone else.
But I suppose Dromeda wasn't as bad as that cousin of mine, Sirius. He was a disgrace to the House of Black and to all purebloods. He actually mixed with Muggles; the thought of it made me sick. And he was supposed to be the heir of the Black family. Why not give it to someone deserving like Regulus or me? I wouldn't waste it on that Muggle loving idiot. The Great Hall was bigger than I imagined, and there were a lot of people sitting, watching the sorting. But I wasn't scared. They were the ones who should have been scared of me! When people looked at me funny in the thanks to my tangle of dark black hair I just glared back at them, with my cold black eyes. I couldn't tame my hair and I wouldn't if I could!
I really didn't want to go to Hogwarts but I supposed it would do me some good. If I were to become a Death Eater I was going to need some training! I knew as soon as I left I would join him. My parents had been going on about him for ages saying if they were younger they'd join – that's exactly what I intended to do. They had laughed at me when I told them; they didn't think a girl could become a Death Eater but I would prove them wrong. I may be callous, manipulative and cunning but I'm definitely very loyal (or at least to people who deserved it). They were thinking Sirius or Regulus might join him but I had told them not to go pinning their on Sirius becoming a Death Eater; however they begged to differ.
"Black, Bellatrix." Called Dumbledore. I walked over, pushing people out of the way to get the front and strutted out to where the stool was and sat down. Fear shone in my fellow first years eyes who watched me apprehensively. It felt good; having people who were scared of me. I was in control of them. I could make them do anything I wanted out of pure fear. I smiled maliciously to myself at the thought of it.
Dumbledore was placing the hat on my head but before it even touched my tangle of hair it shouted, "SLYTHERIN!"
Well that had been easy. The Slytherins were applauding loudly, the others seeming more reluctant however, thanks to Slytherin bad reputation. That just made it even better. And I guessed it was also because they knew I was trouble and they were most certainly right. Now I was at Hogwarts a lot was going to change, starting with getting those filthy little mudbloods in line. Oh yes, I was going to love this…