Harry Potters Twin

Chapter Four: Sorting

I got into a boat with Harry, Ron and a girl called Susan. She seems nice. The small wooden boats rounded a corner and the castle came into view. My jaw dropped just like everyone else in the first year. On top of the hill stood a magnificent stone castle with many lights indicating where all the rooms are. " Bloody Hell," Ron says as he looks up at the castle.

" How do you think we'll be sorted?" Harry questions.

" Fred and George told me it was a really hard test," Ron said starting to shake. I started to chuckle. I've read all of my textbooks numerous times and have basically memorised all of them.

" I've read 'Hogwarts:A History' Ron, and trust me, it's far from it. An old hat is placed on your head and it chooses a house based on your personality," I conclude. A look of relief comes over Rons face whilst Harry just look really confused. I giggle. " Harry, there are four houses and you get sorted into one of them. Your house is like your family. You earn and loose house points and you can even compete on your house quidditch team," Harry looks like he understands and then I hear his voice in my head. ' What's quidditch?' His voice says. " I'll explain that another time" I say to him. He just looks puzzled. ' Can you hear me?' He asks. ' Yep' I say to him through our minds. ' That's cool' he replies. I look over at Ron and he just looks really confused.

" It's like you two are talking telepathically," he says, thinking about how stupid that would be. Hang on, wait a minute. I know what he was thinking. Maybe that's a power of mine.

We pull into an underground cave of some sort and hop of the boats. We follow Hagrid up a flight of stone steps to a old, stern, looking lady in emerald green robes. "The firs'-years, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.

"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here."

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory and spend free time in your house common room. The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule-breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the House Cup, a great honour. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours. The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting." Her eyes lingered for a moment on a small boy with dark hair and a pale complexion, Neville's cloak, which was fastened under his left ear. Harry nervously tried to flatten his hair.

" It looks fine Harry, stop fussing," I said, fixing his hair for him.

" I will return when we are ready for you," said Professor McGonagall. " Please wait quietly."

'"It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."

" This is Crab and Goyle, and I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," the platinum blonde introduces himself. Ron tries to suppress a giggle. "Think my names funny do you, no need to ask you yours. Red hair and a hand me down robe, you must be a Weasley" Draco says. " You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't wanna go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there, " Draco says, firmly holding out his hand.

" I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." Harry says.

I can tell that Draco isn't a nice person. He insulted Ron, just because he could. " Aren't you the daddy's from Madame Malkins?" I question. He turns red as people laugh. He deserved it.

I take this opportunity to look inside his head. ' Filthy Mudbloods. Father will have to deal with the fact that the Potters aren't going to be my friends. The dark lord will have to deal with it.' He says. I re- enter my own mind when Professor McGonagall taps his shoulder.

"Move along now," she said in a sharp voice. "The Sorting Ceremony's about to start, please follow me into the great hall," she says. "When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted," she said as well got the the end of the walkway between the Ravenclaw and Huffelpuff tables. An old hat sitting on a three legged stool sat indent of us. A slit opened in the middle of the hat like a mouth as it begin to sing.

Oh you may not think I'm 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!

The first years just stood there in utter amazement. What, don't judge, I'm new to magic. ' Centralie, I'm scared' I say to my snake in Pastletounge. ' Don't worry princessss you'll be fine," he says as he winds his way around my neck from my waist. Professor McGonagall turns around.

" Arrrggghhh, Miss Potter, snakes aren't one of the allowed pets," she yells scared. 'London, show her your palm' he said. I opened my palm and Professor McGonagall gasped like she had just witnessed a murder. " Very well, Miss Potter. Can you please come to Dumbledores office after the feast."

" Yes Professor," I reply.

"Ok, when I call your name, you will come up and sit on this stool and I will place the sorting hat on your head and you will be sorted into your house" she started. " Abbot, Hannah HUFFELPUFF" the first girl was sorted.

( I'm not going to bore you with all the other names)

" Granger, Hermione, GRYFFINDOR"

" Potter, Harry," at this point the hall had started whispering like crazy. ' Harry Potters here? Is that him? So that's what he looks like! Attention seeking prat!' There were an assortment of words flying around to room. " GRYFFINDOR," the hat finally concluded after about two minutes.

" Potter, London," at my name, even more and louder whispers broke our around the room. I walked up and sat on the chair. ' Ahhh, the other Potter, now let's see. You are loyal and kind hearted like the Huffelpuff, you have knowledge beyond belief and have great potential to be one of the smartest witches for your age group, and I don't doubt that you will be, so Ravenclaw would suit you well. If you need to be you can be sly and cunning like the Slytherins, but you don't like acting like that so that rules out that option. Above all, you are brave and fearless, you care most about your brother and would suit Gryffindor well. You hold great power that you most likely don't understand yet, you posses Centralie and your an animagus along with your brother. I would suggest asking Professor McGonagall how to transform, but where to put you." The hat turned around on my head, " HEAD MASTER I DONT KNOW!" The hat yelled to Dumbledore. The whole assembly was shocked. The hat had been on my head for about 5 minutes and now it hasn't come to a conclusion. " Centralie, what do I do?"

" Princessssssss, you need to show Dumbledore you mark," he replied.

I lifted my hand up and presented my mark to the headmaster. " Hmm, curious. "

" Sir, what am I going to do?" I question. " Just come to my office after dinner and we'll sort everything out," he said.