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Welcome to Hogwarts and Sortings

It is nighttime at Hogsmeade station, the train blows its whistle and pulls into outside the station. Hagrid walks along the side aisle, with a lantern. People, in their robes, begin pouring out of the train. Hagrid: "Right, then! First years! This way, please! Come on, now, don't be shy! Come on now, hurry up!" Harry and Ron, now in their robes, walk up to Hagrid. Hagrid: "Hello, Harry. Y/n." Harry: "Hey, Hagrid." Y//n: "Yellow." Ron: "Whoaa!" Hagrid: "Right then. This way to the boats! Come on, now, follow me." Later, a large number of boats are plugging across a vast lake, where up ahead a huge castle, known as the Hogwarts Castle, can be seen. People are in awe. Ron: "Wicked." They continue on further towards the castle. Later on, the first-years and students walk into the castle, and up the staircase. On a higher level, Professor McGonagall is waiting. She taps her fingers on a stone railing and then goes to the top of the stairs to greet the newcomers. McGonagall: "Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup." A scared-looking boy called Neville Longbottom spots his toad sitting near McGonagall. He jumps forward. Neville: "Trevor!" He catches his toad; McGonagall stares down at him as some of the students laugh. Neville: "Sorry." He backs away, embarrassed. McGonagall: "The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." She leaves to go into the Great Hall. A young boy, with short blonde hair, called Draco Malfoy, speaks up. Draco: "It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Some of the students are heard whispering, "Harry Potter?" Draco introduces his two friends. Draco: "His is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy." Y/n: "Hi." Ron snickers at his name. Draco: "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley. Well, soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potters. Don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He extends his hand to Harry. Harry: "I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks." Draco glares. McGonagall returns and taps Draco on the shoulder with a paper. He leaves Harry with one last glare. McGonagall: "We're ready for you now. Follow me." She leads everyone through two large doors and into the Great Hall, where there are four long tables with thousands of students, as well as floating candles. The roof appears to be the sky. Hermione: "It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History." Y/n: "Cool." McGonagall leads the first years to the front where the Sorting Hat lies on the stool. McGonagall: "Will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." Dumbledore rises from the main table. Dumbledore: "I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch [shows a ragged old man, called Mr. Argus Filch, with his cat with red eyes, called Mrs. Norris.] has asked me to remind you that the 3rd floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you." He sits back down. McGonagall: "When I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses. Hermione Granger." Hermione: [to herself] "Oh, no. Okay, relax." Y/n: "You've got this." Hermione goes up. Ron: "Mental that one, I'm telling you." Harry nods in agreement. Hermione sits on the stool and McGonagall places the sorting hat on her head Sorting Hat: "Ah, right then...hmm...right. Okay...Gryffindor!!" The students cheer; Hermione jumps off with a smile. McGonagall: "Draco Malfoy." Draco saunters up proudly. The tattered hat nearly freaks before touching down on Draco's head. Sorting Hat: "SLYTHERIN!" The students cheer, not as loudly Ron: "There isn't a witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin." Y/n: "There's nothing wrong with being a Slytherin. Gryffindors value bravery, courageousness, daringness, self-righteousness, stubbornness, and chivalrous. Ravenclaw value wisdom, intelligence, self-reliance, and knowledge. Slytherins are cunning, ambitious, determined, resourceful. Hufflepuffs are hardworking, loyal, friendly, patience." Harry: "Oh." McGonagall: "Susan Bones." A small, redhead goes up. Harry looks around and notices a black greasy haired, pale man, called, Severus Snape, giving him sinister looks. His scar hurts. Harry: "Ahh!" He puts his hand on his forehead in pain. Ron: [concerned] "Harry, what is it?" Harry: "Nothing... nothing, I'm fine." Sorting Hat: "Let's see...I know...Hufflepuff!" McGonagall: "Ronald Weasley." Ron gulps and walks up. He sits down and the hat is put on. Sorting Hat: "Ha! Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you... Gryffindor!!" The students cheer as Ron sighs in relief. McGonagall: "Harry Potter." Everything goes silent. Harry walks up and sits down on the stool. The Sorting Hat is placed on his head. Sorting Hat: "Hmm...difficult, very difficult. Plenty of courage I see, not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh yes, and a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you?" Harry: [whispering to the hat] "Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin." Sorting Hat: "Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know. It's all here in your head. And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness! There's no doubt about that. No?" Harry [still whispering] "Not Slytherin... anything but Slytherin." Sorting Hat: "Well, if you're sure... better be... GRYFFINDOR!!" There is immense cheering and Harry goes to the Gryffindor table. Fred and George: "We got a Potter! We got a Potter!" Harry sits down at the table. He looks at Dumbledore, who lifts his goblet and slightly waves it as if he was wishing congratulations. McGonagall: "Y/n Potter." Y/n sits. Sorting Hat: "Hmmm. Brave, daring, ambitious, wise beyond your years, resourceful, loyal, friendly, hardworking, and very powerful." Y/n: "Uh-huh." Sorting Hat: "Where to put you..." Y/n: Hmmm... Can I be with Harry? Sorting Hat: "Gryffindor!" Later, all of the first years are sorted in their houses, and all of the students were talking to each other. McGonagall dings on a cup. McGonagall: "Your attention, please." Dumbledore: [rising from his chair] "Let the feast...begin." From the aerial view of the Great Hall, food magically appears on all the tables, and the hall is filled with awe and chatter. Y/n: "Awesome!" Draco: "What never seen magic before, Potter." Y/n: "Shut up. I like food." Draco: "What did you just tell me, Potter?" Y/n: "Shut up-" Draco: "My father will hear about this." Y/n: "What's he gonna do? Attack me? Sue me? Try me. I'm richer then you ever will be." Harry: "Wow." Draco looks at all the food, raises his eyebrows, and digs in. Ron stuffs his face. Y/n flops down next to Harry. Y/n: "Harryyyyyyyy." Harry: "Yes?" Y/n: "I'll miss you." Seamus: "I'm half and half. Me dad's a Muggle. Mam's a witch. Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out." Y/n: "Huh. It's the other way for Harry. Mums a muggleborn dads a pureblood." Neville laughs. Harry is sitting next to Percy. He leans over. Harry: "Say, Percy, who's that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?" Y/n stares at Quirrell, her irises are dark blue. Harry: "Y/n." Y/n concentrates. Snape looks at her confused. Y/n: "Maybe I have to make him live his worst nightmare to get him to admit it..." Percy: "Oh, that's Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house." Harry smacks the back of Y/n's head, causing Y/n to break concentration. Y/n: "Huh?" Harry: "Sorry." Harry: "What's he teach?" Percy: "Potions. But everyone knows it's the Dark Arts he fancies. He's been after Quirrell's job for years." Ron, having just finished a chicken wing, reaches into the bowl for more, and a ghost, called Sir Nicolas, pops out. Ron: "Ahh!" Nick: "Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor." Numerous ghosts come pouring from the walls, sailing along. Bloody Baron: "Whoo-hoo-hoo!" Girl: "Look, it's the Bloody Baron!" Percy: "Hello, Sir Nicholas. Have a nice summer?" Nick: "Dismal. Once again, my request to join the headless hunt has been denied." Y/n: "I'm sorry." He begins to leave. Ron: "I know you! You're Nearly Headless Nick!" Nick: "I prefer Sir Nicholas if you don't mind." Hermione: "Nearly headless? How can you be nearly headless?" Nick: "Like this." Nick grabs his head and pulls it to the side. His head is hanging on just by a thread. Ron: "Ahh!" Hermione moans in disgust; Harry just simply rolls his eyes. Nick reattaches his head back to his body. Later, Percy is leading the Gryffindors to the staircase tower. Percy: "Gryffindors, follow me, please. Keep up. Thank you." Boy: "Ravenclaws, follow me. This way." Percy: "This is the most direct path to the dormitories. Oh, and keep an eye on the staircases...they like to change." There are a vast amount of staircases, people walking on them, and some switching places. Percy: "Keep up, please, and follow me. Quickly now, come on. Come on." They begin walking up the stairs, and several of the portraits began greeting them. Neville: "Seamus, that picture's moving!" Ron: "Look at that one, Harry!" Harry: "I think she fancies you." Girl: "Oh, look! Look! Who's that girl?" Man in a painting: "Welcome to Hogwarts." Girl: "Who's that?" A bit later on the seventh floor, They are in the corridor leading to Gryffindor Tower. They come up to a large painting of a large woman in a pink dress. She is known as "The Fat Lady". The Fat Lady: "Password?" Percy: "Caput Draconis." The Fat Lady smiles and nods in confirmation. The painting opens up to reveal a doorway in the wall, leading to Gryffindor Tower. Y/n: "Intresting." Percy: "Follow me, everyone. Keep up, quickly, come on." Girl: "Oh, wow." Percy: [Inside the common room] "Gather 'round here. Welcome to the Gryffindor Common Room. Boy's dormitories, upstairs and down to your left. Girls, the same on your right. You'll find that your belongings have already been brought up." Later at midnight. Harry is sitting by a window in his pj's, with Hedwig. He pets the owl and looks out the window, sighing with contentment, knowing that he will love it here at Hogwarts.