An: and here is the third chapter of Harry Potter the elemental savior. This chapter will take us from the train to the sorting.

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3: the sorting

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Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry

Harry smiled to himself as he waited at the back of the line of first years to be sorted. The train ride had been quite an eye opener into who he would have to watch out for during his time at the school. Most especially that git Malfoy.

Malfoy had barged into the compartment Harry and Michelle had been sitting in and attempted to establish dominance. Michelle had quickly shut him down by pointing out that even as a prefect he had no power over anyone who wasn't first sorted, and that if he didn't watch himself, he just might find himself being burned to death. Malfoy had then ordered his goons to grab the mudblood, and hold her still so Drako could exact some Justess.

Before any of that could happen, Harry had gestured and flung all 3 of them out of the compartment.

Drako had then threatened asking if they knew who his father was. Harry had replied that it made very little difference who his father was, when Malfoy didn't even know to whom he was speaking.

Through all this Harry had observed a young woman standing behind Drako just watching the goings on, but not getting directly involved.

When the door was closed once again Harry had turned to Michelle and told her about the Slytherin student that had just watched, as her fellow students had been tossed around like ragdolls.

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After that the ride had been quiet for Harry and Michelle until a small blond girl had knocked at their door. This girl Luna Lovegood had asked if she could sit with them. Harry had nodded, and then helped her place her trunk in the overhead racks. The conversation after that had been rather a luminating.

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"May I say it is a pleasure to welcome you to the British magical world Lord Potter."

Harry shot Luna a look. "Are you a seer Miss Lovegood?"

Luna nodded. "That doesn't upset you does it my lord?"

Harry shood his head as Michelle giggled.

"Certainly not! I was instructed under the ultimate seer while training these past years."

Luna's eyes widened. "Can you help me?" Harry sighed at the hopeful tone in Luna's voice.

I can only train you in the techniques I learned if you are chosen for the team I am forming, and if you get the right position."

Luna tilted her head, and then nodded. "I can't see any details about your team. Could you share some?"

Michelle broke in at this point. "Sorry Miss Lovegood, but Harry can only discuss those details with those who are chosen. He won't be able to discuss them with anyone else." At this point Michelle pouted. "Not even me, and I was 1 of Harry's instructors."

At that point the conversation got too technical for Harry, and so he sat back and made plans."

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Reaching Hogsmeade station Harry and Luna gathered their trunks, and waited at the back of the crowd getting off the train.

Turning to Michelle, Luna asked "Are you staying around Michelle?"

Michelle shook her head. "I was only allowed to journey with Harry here until he reached the station. So now it's time for me to go."

Harry stepped over to Michelle and pulled her into a hug. "I'm going to miss you and the rest."

Michelle smiled at him. "You were a wonderful student Harison. Now it is time to take what we taught you, and apply it to the real world."

Harry could hear someone calling for the first years. "I think I need to follow them, but I at least want to see everyone else's reaction to your leaving."

Michelle smiled. "Oh, you prankster you. Very well."

As people grouped up for the journey to the castle Michelle stepped into a clear spot on the grounds. "FLAMING ... HOPE!"

People watched in shock as Michelle was engulfed in flames. as everyone watched in amazement a different person emerged when the flames died down. This person put all the other people to shame in looks. She was being compared to the pictures of the queen by several.

Drako for his part was staring in open mouth shock. No wonder she had said she could burn him alive, and she had been traveling with that unknown transfer. Drako was kicking himself over the missed opportunity.

"Fair well Harison. You were a blast to train."

Harison smiled. "Fair well Heart. Thank you for everything."

The other students were startled at what they had heard. Who was this new student, and why was he being trained by this fiery looking goddess. Of course, not everyone was happy to see someone show them up like this.

"Freek!" 1 of the older Slytherin students exclaimed. Drawing his wand, he gestured at the woman flying above them. "Avada Kedavra!"

Heart simply moved out of the way of the spell. "Well, that was rather stupid, and let me show you why. Flame burst!"

A ball of fire launched from the tip of the spear the woman was carrying, and slammed into the wand arm of the student that tried to kill her. First the sleeve of his robe burned away revealing a tattoo with a snake slithering around it. This was the dark mark of Voldemort. Next the wand in his hand caught fire, and burned quite quickly. Finally, there was an explosion that engulfed the student in flames. When the flames cleared the student was nothing but a pile of ash.

"Justus is served."

So, saying Heart gestured opening a portal. Unlike the portal that had appeared when Harison had appeared back in Lundon this portal was all red. Waving to the students still standing around the woman flew through the portal which disappeared as soon as she had passed through it.

"Well, that is that" Harison said as he stepped over to where the first years had gathered. "Shouldn't we be getting up to the school?"

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Harry smiled as he thought back on all that while waiting at the back of the line of first years. Professor Minerva McGonigal had gotten through the letters A, B, and C already, and was now making her way down the list calling out more names of first years. Harry had counted about 23 first years. Witch meant to his mind that if the hat sorted the students evenly there would be 1 house with 1 less student sorted into it. The students had been rather evenly split between the 4 houses of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Harry watched as the line continued shrinking.

As the last first year was called forward harry listened to see which house would be left.

"Gryffindor" The hat shouted.

Well, that did it. Hufflepuff was the house that would be getting a transfer in.

Harry watched as the Head master stood. "Before we dive into our wonderful feast, we have 1 more student to sort. Though he is just transferring into the school, this student will be joining our fifth years. Professor McGonigal?"

The professor cleared her throat and called, "Harison".

As harry walked up to the stool the hat was sat on, he could hear many murmurings because the professor hadn't called his last name.

Harry gave Minerva a smile that instantly put her on guard. Before she could say anything, Harry picked up the hat, and placed it on his head.

"Well well welcome back Mr. Potter."

"Thank you. It's good to come and see where my parents learned their magic."

"So, I see. Now let's see where you would be placed best."

Harry could feel the hat shuffling through his memories.

"Oh my. You have the chivalry of Godric, the loyalty of Helga, the curiosity of Rowena, and the cunning of Salazar. So where would you like to go?"

Harry could hear murmur behind him as the sorting was taking quite a long time. "I think in the spirit of fairness I should go into the house of hard work and loyalty. After all this will mean every house got the same number of students sorted into them."

The sorting hat laughed out loud. Harry heard "Well reasoned."

Harry grinned at a new thought. "Say hat, would you like to be the cause of a little chaos?"

The sorting hat looked at the idea Harry had just come up with, and laughed again. "A good idea Mr. Potter."

Then so the hole school could hear "LORD HARRY JAMES POTTER GOES INTO HUFFLEPUFF!"

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An: and that's where we're stopping this time. Oh, look, I can write a chapter with more than 1000 words.

Next chapter we and Harry meat Albus face to face, and we get some more clues about who the dark lord Harry is supposed to vanquish is.

Well, that's all for this week, and I will see you all next time.