Song for this chapter is The sorting hat song by RiddleTM. Hats off to whoever wrote this song, its awsome!! :D
*Kiara's POV*
Carrages, that pull themselves? Could this get any weirder?
'' 'Ello Kiara, I'm Rubeus Hagrid, keeper of keys and grounds here at Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore would like to see you before the feast''
I nod, unsure, I say good bye to everyone else and follow this great hairy giant onto the castle grounds. He leads me towards a statue of a gryffin in an arch way.
''Sherbet lemon''
Rubeus says to the statue I hear what sounds like old rusty mechine cogs moving and ginding together.
''Ladies first''
He grumbles politly, bowing his head slightly. I follow the stairs up to the top.
Rubeus joins me and lightly wraps his knuckles on the door.
''Come in''
An old, deep voice says from the otherside of the door. I enter slowly, and the first thing I see is an old yet elegant Phoenix, perched upon a bowl of ashes.
''His name is Fawks''
The voice says again. I realise I've been stood gawping at the bright red and yellow bird.
''He's beautiful''
''He's a nusance, aren't you, you ruddy old thing''
Fawks stares back blankly at whome I assume is Dumbledore. I can't help but smirk.
''Do you own any pets Miss Kinn?''
''Yes, I've got a siamese cat called Sapphire''
Dumbledore smiles and motions his hand for me to sit down in front of his desk. My eye catches something moving on the top shelf. There's and old hat, with a face?
''You look like you've never seen a hat with a face before''
I'm startled by the hat, with its deep grumbling voice. I feel my face flush with embarassment as Dumbledore and Hagrid snigger.
Dumbledore reaches for the hat on the top shelf and walks over to me, placing the talking hat on my head.
''Ah, someone's in love...''
My face goes bright red again. How does the hat know that?
''I know this information because I can read your mind. I am the sorting hat''
Right, because that makes sense.
''Let me explain by singing the song of my people''
''no, please don't-''
''-Oh you may not think I'm pretty-''
No kidding.
''-But don't judge me on what you see, I'll eat myself if you can find a smarter hat than me''
I could try.
''-Stop inturrupting me''
The sorting hat clears his throat, well, whatever it has, and carrys on with it's song?
''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 Gryffindore, where dwell the brave at heart. Their daring, nerve and chivalry set Gryffindore's apart.''
Is it done yet?
''No, I'm only half way through. You might belong in Hufflepuff, where they're 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 way;
Or perhaps in Slytherin you'll make your real friends, those cunning folk use any means to achive 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!''
''So, did any of that make sense Miss Kinn?''
''To a point, yes''
The hat huffs at me. I don't think this hat is very fond of me.
''No, I'm just not fond of your attitude Miss Kinn''
I resist the urge to rolls my eyes. If this hat knows what I'm thinking, then maybe I should stop thinking all together.
''I apologise for my attitude sir?''
''I accept your apology Miss Kinn, now, shall we get on with this?''
''Yes, whatever this is''
I realise that I've been having a full blown conversation with a hat for about 30 mins already, anyone would think I'm mad.
''Anyway, aside from your attitude, you're very intellegent. Young and graceful in apearence and smart, but not big headed. You remind me very much so of Lady Ravenclaw's daughter Helena Ravenclaw''
Wow, that's the best compliment I've ever got in my life.
''Therefore I have come to the decision that you belong in Ravenclaw house''
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