I am apparently in a very writing mood today!
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Chapter 6
After about 15 minutes of chasing Sirius I finally caught him and we ended up in a hysterical pile on the floor. "You are fifth year right..?" I ask him trying to restrain choking from laughter. "Physically, yes, mentally no." He replied in an amused tone.
"Mr. Black, what is going on here?" I look up to see a very stern looking woman obviously a professor, not my best start to the new school. "Professor! It's been to long!" Sirius jumps up and gives the professor a hug. "That'll be your first Saturday detention Mr. Black." She says shaking him away. "And who do we have here?" She looks at me now trying to brush the rubble off of my robes. "Loretta, Loretta Mason.. urm professor." I say, James sniggering at me stuttering. "Oh! Miss. Mason, I must we must get you to the Albus right away and Mr. Potter, I suggest unless you want to join Mr. Black you stop with the jibber jabber." Even I try to hold back my smile as James gets told whose boss but before I know it I am being zoomed off by... I still don't even know her name.
As we get to the entrance of the headmaster office I follow in the footsteps of the professor and take a step on the turning eagle. When we reach the top of the eagle we are met by yet another door which opens a second after I look away from it. All around the walls of his office are paintings of people, smiling and waving, people who I assume to be previous heads and teachers. "Loretta, welcome to Hogwarts." says a voice and when I turn my head I see the beaming professor standing a meter away from me.
"Very nice to be here, the decor is amazing!" I breathe still studying the portraits. "I believe we are here to choose you house.." suggests the headmaster and with that he pulls an old-looking hat from a shelf and places it on my head. "I see." says a voice. "Very intelligent, cunning as well... but where to put you?" I don't know what to think, I read up that the sorting hat takes your choice into account when making a decision, but where do I want to go... With my friends, but I am my own person... "Lonely, I see but lets not worry about that... Its got to be..." I wait in annnticipation...
"Gryffindor!" The hat screams and I beam a wide smile.