We waited for ten minutes then..."Wow she must be powerful."

"Yeah, she must be. The last person to take this long is Professor Mcgonagle."

Five minutes later. "GRYFFINDOR!"

"Ericson, Parker."

"Is he the brother of Janaya?"

"He is my twin. Jaxon and Celeste are twins as well."

Fifteen minutes later. "GRYFFINDOR!" Parker walks right up to Janaya and hugs her.

The sorting continues and I am not really paying attention until. "Longbottom, Neville." He takes five minutes to be sorted but finally the hat shouts out... "GRYFFINDOR!" I cheer with everyone else.

Then "Potter-Moore, Harry."

"Did she say Potter?"

"No, she said Potter-Moore. Idiot."

"Oi! I'm not an idiot."

He takes ten minutes to be sorted. "GRYFFINDOR!"

The whole table cheers as loud as they can. And a pair of identical twins stand on the table yelling. "We got Potter! We got Potter! Wait, why did she say Potter-Moore?"

"I'll explain later."

"Ok."

Finally, it is time for Jaxon and I. "Now these two are going to be called differently. Princess Celeste Moore."

I don't know how long I sit there but I start to hear whispering around the hall and I catch some of what they are saying.

"She is powerful!"

"She is taking longer than Dumbledore!"

I know how long Dumbledore took to get sorted. It took him twenty minutes. Exactly how long have I been up here? Finally, the hat makes his decision. "GRYFFINDOR!"

They cheer louder than they did for Harry.

"You were up there for thirty-five minutes, Celeste."

"Wow. I wonder how long Jax is going to be up there?"

"We'll see, but if I had to guess, as long as you."

"Prince Jaxon Moore."

Parker was right, he was up there as long as I was. "GRYFFINDOR!"

They cheer as loud for him as they did for me. We wait another thirty minutes for the sorting to finish. But there is shock throughout the hall as Ron Weasley is sorted. "Weasley, Ronald." The hat is on his head for one minute when it makes it's decision. "SLYTHERIN!" "WHAT! I DEMAND A RESORT." He yells. "All decisions are final." The hat tells him and the whole hall. Ron walks off in a huff to join his table. Finally, Zabini, Blaise is sorted into Slytherin house and the feast can begin. But before it can Dumbledore stands.

"Welcome! Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!" A few People laughed and the rest clapped and cheered. Then the tables were filled with food but the five of us were waiting for our own food to be served to us by our servants. Five minutes after everyone else started eating we were introduced to the identical twins. "I'm Fred and this is George. Why aren't you five eating? Are you not hungry?"

"No, we are we just are waiting on our servants to bring our food. Are you two by any chance related to Ron?"

"Yeah, he is our little brother. Why?"

"Because he was very rude to me on the train and tried to make up a lie about the other compartments on the train being full. But there were at least five empty compartments in that carriage alone. And he said some things that worried us all."

"And when you say 'us all' you mean you five?"

"Yes us five."

"What all did he say? I'm Percy Weasley by the way."

"He said he was to be my best friend and to keep others away from me and that I was to marry your little sister. I believe her name is Ginny. And that it was his mother and Dumbledore that told him these things. What he found out is that I am the blood adopted brother to Celeste and Jaxon. And that the marriage contract between your sister and I was annulled by me. He said I would regret it, so we informed him of the protection I have as the blood adopted son of Emperor Chen Moore without revealing that I am his blood adopted son. As soon as I turned eleven I became an emancipated minor and took on my role as Lord Potter."

"I see well we apologize on behalf of our family Lord Potter."

"It is alright. As long as he does not try anything else we are good and I hope we can become friends and allies. Oh by the way good job on that prank. wrestling a troll? Ha! A prank worthy of the marauder's. Who by the way are family to me."

"Really? How? And thank you!"

"Prongs is my father while Padfoot is my godfather. Oh, and Mooney is my uncle."

They look at each other. "We have something of yours to give you later."