Always (A Severus Snape Love Story) Years 1-2 (Sylvia's Version)

Chapter 12: The Sorting Hat

Chapter 12: The Sorting Hat

When we got of the train, we were immediately greeted by Hagrid, who was holding a flashlight and towering above everybody.

"Firs' years, this way!" He shouted over our chatter. "Come on, firs' years, don' be shy! Come on!"

I walked over with Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"Hello, Harry," Hagrid said, shinning the flashlight in Harry's face. "Violet, Snape is at the feast now, if yer' lookin' fer 'im. He really misses you an' is excited to see yeh' soon."

Harry smirked and Ron burst out laughing. I punched them both.

"Righ', then!" Hagrid shouted to the group. "Follow me to the boats!" We went with him and I started to shiver when I saw boats in the water.

"Are we supposed to go in these?" I asked.

"Well, there ain't another way, is there?" Hagrid laughed. "Actually there is, but it's tradition that firs' years arrive on the boats." He stepped into one.

"But, Hagrid!" I cried. Harry led me to a boat that Ron was already in and holding a lantern.

"Come on, Lettie," Harry said, using my nickname. "Not scared of a little water, are you?"

"Yeah!" Ron said, flicking some towards me. I lept back, the water narrowly missing my feet. Phew.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Nothing," I lied. I stepped cautiously to the water and climbed into the boat, stepping over the wet, rocky shore. Luckily, the boat was dry, so I settled next to Ron, who moved to flick the water again.

"Don't you dare," I growled.

He held his hands up in surrender, and the boats started to move. We rounded a corner and got our first view of Hogwarts. It was incredible. It was a huge castle, with many turrets and windows and halls. It looked very medieval, and it was just as beautiful inside as out. Our huge group went up the staircase to see a woman in green robes and a green, Scottish hat. This was Professor McGonagall. I'd read about her.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," She announced. "Now, in a few minutes you will pass through these doors and go join your classmates, but before you can do that, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Your triumphs will earn you points. Any rule breaking, and you will loose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup."

"TREVOR!" A boy called out, and rushed forward to grab a small brown toad at Professor McGonagall's feat.

"Sorry," He whispered, and went back into the crowd.

"The Sorting Ceremony will begin momentarily," McGonagall finished, pushed open two doors and dissapeared.

"So it's true then," A voice spoke up.

We turned to where the voice was and saw a blonde haired boy. His hair was short, and Ron and Harry looked disgusted, but I thought he was kind of cute.

"What they're saying on the train," he continued. "Harry and Violet Potter have come to Hogwarts."

Murmurs and whispers broke out.

"This is Crabbe," The boy said, motioning to another boy on his left side. "And this is Goyle,"He finished, motioning to the boy on his right. "And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy."

Ron smirked.

"Think my name's funny, do you?" Draco asked. "No need to tell me yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe. You must be a Weasley."