7. The Sorting Ceremony

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When we exit the train, the twins tell me to follow Hagrid and the first years. I was confused as to who Hagrid is, but they told me I would know who he is when I would see him. I finally spot a man who I am assuming is Hagrid leading a bunch of first-years to the lake and instructing them to get into a boat. I hurriedly walk over climb into a boat. Once everyone is situated the boats start to glide across the water. 

As the Hogwarts castle comes into view, I am amazed by the sight in front of me. Don't get me wrong I love Ilvermorny with all my heart, it's just that Hogwarts was nothing compared to what I imagined. When we reach the castle I climb out of the boat, also helping other students out. Hagrid walks us to the Entrance Hall where an elderly woman awaits. 

¨Thank you Hagrid, I shall take them from here.¨ she says with an authoritative yet calm tone.

Once Hagrid is gone she turns to us and begins to speak about the four houses. 

¨The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutesin front of the rest of the school. I suggest you allsmarten yourselves up as much as you can while you arewaiting.¨

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When she came back she instructed us to form a line. Once we're ready she opened the door and lead us into The Great Hall. I gaze at my surroundings in reverence. You can absolutely tell the ceiling is bewitched to imitate the night sky. The professor pulls up a stool that looks like it's about to collapse and a manky-looking hat. The professor now stepped forward holding a long roll of parchment.

"When I call your name, you will sit on this stool while I place this hat on your head in order to be sorted into your houses.¨ 

I can't help but be a little weirded out by the fact that this hat had touched a gazillion children's heads. Just imagine if someone had lice. 

Unexpectedly, the manky hat starts singing in a gruff voice:

In times of old, when I was new,
And barely started,
The 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 some day be divided.

For were there such friends anywhere
As and?
Unless it was the second pair
Of and,


So how could it have gone so wrong?
How could such friendships fail?
Why, I was there, so I can tell
The whole sad, sorry tale.

Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those
Whose ancestry's purest."

Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach 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,
Took only pure-blood wizards
Of great cunning just like him.

And only those of sharpest mind
Were taught by
While the bravest and the boldest
Went to daring.

Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest

and taught them all she knew,
Thus, the houses and their founders
Maintained 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
Now turned upon each other and
Divided, sought to rule.

And for a while it seemed the 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 once were 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 within
I have told you, I have warned you...
Let the Sorting now begin. 

¨This year the Sorting Ceremony will be a little different.¨ I felt my heartbeat quicken knowing I was the reason why. 

¨We have an exchange student attending Hogwarts this year all the way from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They will be joining the rest of the 5th years, and I expect you all to be welcoming no matter which house they are sorted into.¨

¨When I call your name, step up and sit on the stool so you can be sorted into your houses.¨

I try to slow my breathing as fast as I can manage so I don't look like a complete idiot walking up. 

¨Aurelia Moralis.¨

I  strut the best model walk I can manage in an attempt to make a great first impression. As I take a seat on the stool I can overhear many students, mainly boys, making comments about me like: ¨Mate, look how hot she is,¨ or ¨I imagine what the rest of the Ilvermorny girls look like.¨

The professor who I have yet to learn the name of places the hat upon my head.

¨Ah, a Moralis I see, I haven't sorted one of you years.¨ 

My eyebrows furrow in confusion since my ancestors all attended Ilvermorny. 

¨Oh, where to place you... You have the nerve that can challenge any Gryffindor, but you posses the wit that can outdo Rowena Ravenclaw anytime. Although, the devotion you have for the people you love can easily get you sorted into Hufflepuff. Ooh, but your cunning and ambitious nature deems above all. My my my, where to sort you dear child...¨

Ten minutes have passed and the hat has yet to fucking pick a damn house. I can see that everyone, even the professors, are on the edge of their seats in anticipation. 

¨Alright, I see how it is...¨

The hat now speaks aloud. 

¨SLYTHERIN!!¨

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Hey everyone!! I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far. I just wanted to say that I am tweaking the timeline of the story a bit. I know that since this is their fifth year the story is set in OOTP, but I am changing it so it takes place in GOF. 

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