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Author: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Title: Hogwarts?
Chapter: The Sorting
You can Contact me at: everyone was off the train, they went their separate ways. The older kids headed to carriages with ugly horses and the younger ones looked confused as well. Then Buffy heard a voice, "First years line up over here please! All first years to me!" a lady called.
Buffy walked over to her, "Excuse me, I-"
"Oh yes dear, you must be Miss Summers. Professor Dumbledore said you would be arriving. Please follow me."
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As Buffy arrived in the Great Hall, she saw four long tables filling up under the starless black ceiling, which was just like the sky outside. Candles floated in mid air all along the tables, illuminating silvery ghosts who were gliding about the Hall. She froze up; did they know they had a ghost problem? Buffy heard a voice behind her. "Do you know what house you'll be in?" he said looking up at her.
"No, I don't. What's the difference anyway?" Buffy asked him.
"Well-" suddenly the Hall got Quiet as a woman entered carrying a stool on which sat an old ugly hat. She placed the stool in front of the first years, and then stood back. Then the hat started to sing:
"In times of old when I was new"
Buffy jumped. The hat was singing! The freaky old hat could sing!
And Hogwarts barely started
The founders of our noble school
Thought never to be parted:
United by a common goal,
They had the selfsame yearning,
To make the world's best magic school
And pass along their learning.
"Together we will build and teach!"
The four good friends decided
And never did they dream that they
Might someday be divided,
For were there such good friends anywhere
As Slytherin and Gryffindor?
Unless it was second pair
Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw?
So how could it have gone so wrong?
How could such friendships fail?
Why, I was there and so can tell
The whole sad, sorry tale.
Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those
Whose ancestry is purest."
Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach all those whose
Intelligence is surest."
Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those
With brave deeds to their name,"
Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot,
And treat them just the same."
These differences caused little strife
When first they came to light,
For each of the four founders had
A house in which they might
Take only those they wanted, so,
For instance, Slytherin
Took only pure-blood wizards
Of great cunning just like him,
And only those of sharpest mind
Were taught by Ravenclaw
While the bravest and the boldest
Went to daring Gryffindor.
Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest,
And taught them all she knew,
Thus the houses and their founders
Retained friendships firm and true,
So Hogwarts worked in harmony
For several happy years,
But then discord crept among us
Feeding on our faults and fears.
The houses that, like pillars four,
Had once held up our school,
Must meet an early end,
What with dueling and with fighting
And the clash of friend on friend
And at last there came a morning
When old Slytherin departed
And though the fighting then died out
He left us quite downhearted.
And never since the founders four
Were whittled down to three
Have the houses been united
As they were once meant to be.
And now the Sorting Hat is here
And you all know the score:
I sort you into Houses
Because that is what I'm for,
But this year I'll go further,
Listen closely to my song:
Though condemned I am to split you
Still I worry that it's wrong,
Though I must fulfill my duty
And must quarter every year
Still I wonder whether sorting
May not bring the end I fear.
Oh, know the perils, read the signs,
The warning history shows,
For our Hogwarts is in danger
From external, deadly foes
And we must unite inside her
Or we'll crumble from with in
I have told you, I have warned you…
Let the Sorting now begin.
"Never mind." Buffy mumbled as applause broke out, punctured by muttering and whispers.
The Professor then read names of the list.
"Abercrombie, Euan." the boy stumbled forward and she placed the hat on his head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted. About halfway through the Sorting, Buffy was called.
"Summers," she raised an eyebrow, "…Buffy." Buffy walked up and the Professor placed the hat on her head.
"Hmm…so there's another one of you." the hat said.
"What do you mean another one?" Buffy asked confused.
"Oh, I believe that it is not my place to tell you. Now let's see here. You have a big heart; you are very brave and loyal yes, very loyal. Not easily intimidated either-…what's this?" the Hat stopped going on about her qualities. "Aw, you're powerful, very powerful…but it is where your power comes from that-"
"Could you just tell me what house I'm in?" Buffy said getting tired of sitting here.
"Impatient I see…well there's only one place to put you…better be …SLYTHERDOR"
"What?" Buffy said, "Is that even a house?" she asked incredulously.
"No, no, it's really not but it seems to have worked."
"What do you mean?" she asked impatiently.
"I mean that when you get impatient or frustrated your power rises. And I know just where to put you. Better be…SLYTHERIN!"
The Slytherin table applauded and she sat down. Finally, the last person was Sorted.
"Zeller, Rose." she down on the stool and the Hat thought a moment. "HUFFLEPUFF!" after she was Sorted, the Professor picked up the stool and hat and marched them away as Professor Dumbledore rose to his feet and motioned Buffy over. She shyly got up and walked over to him. He put a hand on her shoulder and said to the Hall, "To our newcomers, welcome! To our old hands - welcome back! This is Miss Buffy Summers and she will be joining us for her last three years at Hogwarts. There is a time for speech making, but this is not it. Tuck in!" there was an appreciative laugh and an outbreak of applause. Harry noticed that Dumbledore was saying something to her and then she was on her way over here.
She stopped in front of him looking around. Finally, her eyes landed on Hermione. "Hi." she said in a perky American accent. "Are you Hermione?" she asked.
"Yes, I am. Did you need something?" Hermione was not going to abuse her position of Prefect by being rude to someone she had never met…even if it was a Slytherin.
"Yeah, actually, you're like really smart right?"
Hermione nodded.
"Well, I need a tutor and Professor Dumbledore said that you could help me."
Hermione smiled and nodded. Buffy sat down and she and Hermione made a schedule. Across the Hall, a group of Slytherins were watching the scene. Draco Malfoy felt someone tap his shoulder and he turned his head. Professor Snape was standing right behind him.
"Mr. Malfoy, you need to help Miss Granger in tutoring Miss Summers, since she is a Slytherin and you are Slytherin's Prefect."
Draco opened his mouth to protest against working with that Mudblood, Granger. Plus Pansy was also a Prefect.
"I know there are two Prefects, Mr. Malfoy, but you and I both know that Miss Parkinson's intelligence is nowhere near your level." with that, Professor Snape left.
"Who does she think she is, associating with Gryffindors?" Pansy Parkinson said. She walked over and sat down beside Draco. "I don't know how she got into Slytherin if she's talking to Mudbloods and blood traitors. She can't be a pure-blood if she doesn't even know of the rivalry between the Houses. Plus she's American." she shuddered. Just then, Buffy got up from the Gryffindor table and headed back over to her own. Pansy had an evil smirk and idea to match it but she quickly exchanged the smirk for a pleasant smile, as Buffy got closer. "Buffy," she called out, "over here!" Pansy pointed to the seat next to her. Buffy smiled, glad to have someone friendly to talk to, and headed over. She sat down where the girl had indicated. "Hi, I'm Pansy Parkinson." she held out her hand. Eyebrow raised, Draco stopped what he was doing and looked at Pansy, wondering what she was up to. He saw her hold out her hand to Buffy and watched as Buffy shook it. He decided to intervene before it got any farther; knowing that with Pansy involved, it could get very bad very quick!
"Hey, Summers," he said leaning around Pansy, "I'm supposed to help Granger tutor you."
"Yeah, Professor Dumbledore told me. I talked to Hermione and she said that you guys could help me during free periods." Buffy said. Draco thought about that for a second and decided that he spend the nights working with her instead. Sure, he did not like it when his evenings weren't free but he would rather do that than spend every free period with Granger, the Mudblood.
"How about this, you work with Granger during the day and I'll pick it up in the evening?" it was more of a statement than a question. Personally, he would rather not have to tutor her at all and leave her to the Mudblood but it would take studying day and night to get her caught up and students weren't allowed out of their common rooms after hours, so he would have to help her at night.
"Okay." Buffy agreed.
When everyone had finished eating, Dumbledore got to his feet. "Well, now that we are all digesting another magnificent feast, I beg a few moments of your attention for the usual start-of-term notices, First year ought to know that the forest in the grounds is out of bounds to students - and a few of our older students ought to know by now too. Mr. Filch, the caretaker, has asked me, for what he tells me is the four hundred and sixty-second time, to remind you all that magic is not permitted in corridors between classes, nor are a number of other things, all in which can be checked on the extensive list now fastened to Mr. Filch's office door. We have had two changes in staffing this year. We are very pleased to welcome back Professor Grubbly-Plank, who will be taking Care of Magical Creatures lessons; we are also delighted to introduce Professor Umbridge, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
There was a round of applause but it seemed as if the students were not very happy about it. A tall seventh year Slytherin named Robert, noticed Buffy's confused look about the applause.
"We have had a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher every year since Potter came to Hogwarts four years ago," he explained, "he just seems to scare them off or something." Buffy looked at the staff table and noticed a scowling man with greasy black hair, "who's that?" she asked him. "Oh, that is Professor Snape. He has been after the DADA position for years. He is also the Head of Slytherin." he informed her.
The evening went on and that new Professor Umbridge interrupted Dumbledore a couple times. She was very annoying.
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