Ok this isn't a very long chapter. I told you I would try to improve this story. One of the request was longer chapters. But thanks to a review from Talltree-san, I have decided to just post two reasonably short chapters a day. I hope that's ok! But this isn't going to be one of them. I am just really busy. Sorry!
Disclaimer! I don't own Harry Potter!
Everyone was amazed when they walked in. More precisely, they were amazed at the ceiling! "It's charmed to look like the night sky. I read it in Hogwarts: A History," explained a girl. It was the same girl they saw at Ollivander's. She had that 'I'm-smarter-then-you' tone. It really got on Evelyn's nerve, mostly because it reminded her of Draco.
They stopped in the front of the Head Table. They all heard the rumors about how they would get sorted. Someone said a troll, and another said a dragon! Evelyn snickered as she saw a hat on a stool, but she had to admit that she was relieved that it wasn't a troll. All of the sudden, it started singing!
Oh you may not think me pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
Everyone clapped when the hat was done. "When I call your name, you will come forward. I shall put the sorting hat on your head and you will sorted into your houses," explained the woman. "Crabbe, Vincent!" she called. Crabbe walked up the stairs and the hat was placed on his head. After a few seconds the hat spoke again. "SLYTHERIN!" Crabbe smiled and walked towards the Slytherin table. Next came Goyle, who was also placed in Slytherin. Harry and Evelyn weren't paying much attention. "Potter, Harry!" With that one name the room exploded with whispers.
"Harry Potter?"
"THE Harry Potter?"
"Look how cute he is!"
Harry shared a look with Evelyn before walking up. The moment the hat was placed on his head he heard a voice. 'Alright lets see. Hmm… You want to become great? To become something different then what people expect?'
'Yes sir,' replied Harry. He heard a deep chuckle. 'No need for that, I am just a hat. A very talented wizard like yourself will have no problems with that. You have a very good mind, but there is something attached to you… But lets see where to place you… Hm… Gryffindor?'
'Oh please no! Anything but that!' thought Harry. He did not think he could stand being that close to Weasley. The hat started chuckling.
'No? Then I know where.'
"SLYTHERIN!"
The room was silent. Harry took off the hat and sat across from Blaise and Draco. Evelyn smiled his way, before she was called.
"Simonet-Potter, Evelyn!" Once again the room broke into whispers.
"Did she say Potter?"
"Ya! Do you think she is his sister?"
"No, she probably just wants attention."
Evelyn became nervous as she walked up. Where would she be placed? Will her house except her? It seemed like with all the whispers that everyone thought she was just a brat. She wasn't paying attention when the hat was placed on her head.
'Ah, hello? Worried?'
Evelyn was startled out of her thoughts. 'Ya…'
The hat gave a small laugh. 'Don't be. Now lets see. You want to show everyone what you can do. You also thirst for knowledge. You would make a wonderful Ravenclaw. However, with your temper, you would fit into Gryffindor. You are also very kind to those you just met, unless they annoy you.'Evelyn smirked at that.
'Yes, however, you know just how to get what you want. You fit into all the houses, but you also fit in none of them.' Evelyn was getting worried. Would she be sorted? What if-
"SLYTHERIN!"
Evelyn just blinked for a moment before getting up. She sat next to Harry and gave him a big smile. "We're in the same house!" Harry nodded at her. At the end of the sorting, a very old looking man with a long beard walked up. Evelyn recognized him as Albus Dumbledore, their headmaster.
"Before we begin, I would like to say a few words! First, I welcome all the new students to Hogwarts. Second, please remember that the Forbidden Forest is just that, forbidden. Also our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that the third floor corridor on the right hand side is strictly forbidden, unless you want to die a painful death. Now, let the feast begin!" Suddenly, the tables were filled with food.
"Glad we are in the same house!" said Crabbe, who was stuffing food in his mouth. Evelyn scrunched up her nose at the sight. Crabbe gave her a sheepish look and at started to eat at a slower pace. Draco nodded. "Who would have guessed that Harry would have been in Slytherin?" Harry just shook his head before he began to eat. Really! Was it that hard to believe?
As all the students ate, no one realized that a small heart attack occurred at the Head Table.
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This was not good at all. He wasn't supposed to be in Slytherin. He was to be a Gryffindor. Not only that, but who was this Evelyn Simonet-Potter? To say that Albus Dumbledore was mad was an understatement. This ruined everything! Albus took a deep breath. No, he just needed to tweak a few things. That's all. It was just a minor setback. He just hoped that nothing else will go amiss.
Severus watched Albus's reaction. He knew that the old man would be pissed. He turned his thoughts to the new student he had received. Harry Potter. Oh, how Severus despises the idea of any Potter being in his house. It also seems that he had received a muggeborn. That's new. He almost felt bad for her. She would not last a day.
Ya it's short. But I just have a lot of work to do. This week is hard, but I will post another one this weekend. I promise that!