A/N: As always, The HP universe belongs to the lovely miss J.K. I own nothing bar a little blue sheep rubber from Smiggle.
Chapter 6: The Sorting Hat
I peered out the doorway and into the crowded great hall. No one could see us, as we were obscured by the heavy stone walls. The sea of heads were all trained towards Dumbledore, eagerly listening to what their beloved headmaster had to say. The teachers weren't paying as much attention, probably because he said the same thing year -about. My eyes raked over them now, knowing that it was safe to stare without being caught. They were a funny bunch; a mixture of magical creatures. Some looked plain downright absurd, and there were some that looked spectacularly normal.
My limited knowledge of Harry Potter seemed to come to use, as I was able to assign possible roles to certain individuals. For example, the woman with the weedy looking hair and various different earth tones of clothing and a hat which looked like tree trunk, I guessed to be the Herbology professor. The stern looking woman with strong blue eyes and a wizened pucker to her lips was probably Professor McGonagall. And the shady looking man to the left-
Dumbledore interrupted my musings by raising his voice then. "And now for some other news, we have a group of new students who will be starting this Semester. They will spend a lot of their classes with all of you; however, they will undergo some other classes to cater for their certain needs. I expect each and every one of you to welcome them into Hogwarts and help them to feel at home. As you would imagine, it is hardly easy to begin a new school in the middle of the school year, and even harder when one considers that this group is from a country all the way from the other side of the world, where they have had no previous education in Magic."
Murmurs erupted from around the room. Dumbledore looked over at us then, and gave us a nod as if to ask us if we were ready. Will nodded back, almost having a silent conversation with the professor. Holding his hands up for silence, Dumbledore continued. "So, let the sorting begin."The woman whom I had guessed to be professor McGonagall stood then and brought with her an old brown hat, wrinkled in certain places which gave it the appearance of having a face. How odd. I thought as I studied it curiously. Conjuring up a stool with the flick of her wand, the professor placed the hat on the stool, and after Dumbledore had taken his seat, she turned back around and unfurled a scroll of parchment.
"Colin Darcy" the professor called and Colin gave a start before striding out onto the podium. Sitting down, the hat was placed on his head. He looked so ridiculous that I had to clamp a hand over my mouth so that I wouldn't laugh out loud. The hat came alive and after screwing up its mouth in an inquisitive position, it seemed to ponder for a few moments before it began to speak. "You leap into things without really thinking of the consequences, some call you foolish."Ivy, Alice and I looked at each other and nodded our heads in agreement. "Plenty of courage I see, you seek to prove yourself..." the hat trailed of thoughtfully. Wow, this hat was bang on target. "There's really only one place for you. Gryffindor!" yelled the hat rather enthusiastically. Colin smiled, threw us a thumbs up then headed over to the Gryffindor table. The Gryffindor’s all whooped and clapped, a group of boys moving to the side to give him a seat at the table. They shook hands and there was a relieved looking smile plastered on his face.
"Ivy Gethsemane" the professor called and Ivy stalked out on stage, an unimpressed frown on her face. Sitting on the stool, she smoothed out her skirts and began to swing her legs. After tossing her long brown-red hair over her shoulder she looked at the professor and gave her an Okay nod. The hat was placed on her head, and the hat gave a cheeky smile. "Ah! A pure blood! Such power, such breeding!" Ivy smiled hugely, obviously impressed with the hat's analysis.
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