The Girl Who Remembers

chapter 13: sorting hat

The whole hall burst into applause as the hat finished its song and bowed to each table.
Roselia heard Ron whisper Fred and troll, but she wasn't paying  enough attention to him. She was looking at her father, who nodded reassuringly to her.
Professor McGonagall started calling out names,
Abbott, Hannah, she went to Hufflepuff followed by Susan bones and also a Hufflepuff.
The next two were Boot, Terry, and Brocklehurst, Mandy both went to Ravenclaw.
Next was brown, Lavender, the first Gryffindor. Roselia watched Lavender run to the Gryffindor table, she could see the twins celebrating, she smiled, McGonagall  continued
"Bulstrode, Millicent" then became a Slytherin. Along with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Finch-Fletchley, Justin!" "HUFFLEPUFF!"
Sometimes, the hat shouted out the House quickly, but at others, it took a little while to decide.
"Finnigan, Seamus," the sandy-haired boy next to Harry in the line, sat on the stool for almost a whole minute before the hat declared him a Gryffindor.
"Granger, Hermione!" Hermione almost ran to the stool and jammed the hat eagerly on her head. "GRYFFINDOR!" shouted the hat. Ron groaned. Harry started getting nervous. When Neville Longbottom, the boy who kept losing his toad, was called, he fell over on his way to the stool. The hat took a long time to decide with Neville. When it finally shouted, "GRYFFINDOR," Neville ran off, still wearing it, and had to jog back amid gales of laughter to give it to "MacDougal, Morag."
Malfoy swaggered forward when his name was called, he glanced at Roselia making eye contact before she looked away, but got his house wish at once: the hat had barely touched his head when it screamed, "SLYTHERIN!" Malfoy went to join his friends Crabbe and Goyle, looking pleased with himself. There weren't many people left now. "Moon"..., "Nott"..., "Parkinson"..., then a pair of twin girls, "Patil" and "Patil"..., then "Perks, Sally-Anne"..., and then, at last
"Potter, Harry!"
All chatter disappeared instantly, worry grew inside the boy, as he stepped forward loud whispers filled the silence.  Roselia watched as Harry seemed to argue with the hat after a minute it yelled "Gryffindor"
The whole Gryffindor table cheered, and George could be heard yelling, "we got potter!"
Harry jumped up and ran and sat next to Hermione,
Now, there were only four people to be sorted. Once the cheers settled, Mcgonagall continued,
"Snape, Roselia"
Roselia took a deep breath and sat down, "huh interesting, very interesting," the hat whispered in her ear, "you are not a snape at at are you hmm, I had issues with placing your brother but you my dear are much more difficult, you are courageous, loyal, wise and cunning. I don't feel Slytherin is right for you, and as wise as you are, you are more courageous and loyal just like Longbottom. This is tough indeed, but considering who your parents were, how about," he pauses dramatically, "Gryffindor!" 

the Gryffindor table erupted in cheers but Roselia doesn't move, she felt paralyzed, Professor McGonagall removed the hat as if breaking her paralysis. The Professor smiled gently to the girl and ushered her towards her table. As she walked,  she glanced around first to her dad, whose face was unreadable, then towards the shocked faces at the Slytherin table. Especially Draco's he looked hurt and betrayed, she felt bad but as soon as she reached Gryffindor table Fred and George picked her up, "welcome to the party Lia!" They said together, "it took you long enough," George said, the twins laughed sitting down with Roselia in between them, "quiet, its almost Ron's turn," she grinned at them,
"Turpin, lisa," Ravenclaw
Finally, it was Ron's turn. He sat down, and the hat spoke to him,
Both Roselia and Harry both crossed their fingers, and The hat yelled
"Gryffindor"
Ron sighed in relief. The whole table clapped and cheered,  he ran over to the table and collapsed into the seat beside Harry.
The last person was Zabini, Blaise. Roselia had met him before he was an okay kid. He didn't really stick out. She believed it to be intentional on his part. "Slytherin," the hat called Blaise smiled, jumping off the stool.

Mcgonagall removed the stool and hat, Roselia was now staring at her plate, realizing she hadn't eaten since breakfast.
Albus Dumbledore stood his smile beamed, he was over joyed to see all of them, "welcome to the new students and welcome back everyone else, I am sure everyone is excited it get started so with out further to do, Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
With this the food began appearing on the table, everyone clapped and or cheered, Roselia giggled, looking at the old man he was grinning happily, "is he mad?" Harry asked percy, who questioned, "mad? Possibly but he is an absolute Genius the best wizard in the world in fact! Potatoes Harry?"
Harry suddenly realized there was food in front of him, he was so surprised his mouth hung open, he nodded to percy who passed the mash potatoes, he then grabbed a steak, while a ghost was talking to Roselia. The ghost was frowning looking at the food, "would you like some?" Harry offered him, "I haven't eaten I'm nearly five hundred years, not that I need to of course, but one does miss the sensation of it." The ghost smiled, "I have forgotten to introduce myself I am Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington at your service. Resident ghost of Gryffindor Tower."
Ron jumped up mouth full, "I know who you are! Your nearly headless Nick! Fred and George told me all about you!" Sir nick glanced at the twins, Roselia cut in, "they haven't told you nearly enough, I suppose they forgot to tell you he prefers to be called Sir Nicholas or Sir Nick for short if you must." Roselia triednto steer the conversation away from the nearly headless talk but Seamus had to ask, "how can you be nearly headless," feeling frustrated Sir Nicholas pulled on his ear tipping his head sideways showing is cut neck, his head hung as if on a hinge, this shocked many of the first years except Roselia she had this same conversation years ago.
Sir Nicholas replaced his head and cleared his throat "So—new Gryffindors! I hope you're going to help us win the House Championship this year? Gryffindors have never gone so long without winning. Slytherins have got the Cup six years in a row! The Bloody Baron's becoming almost unbearable—he's the Slytherin ghost."
"Why is he covered in blood" someone asked,
"Not sure, never thought to ask, well good bye for now Gryffindors" with that Sir Nicholas flew off to mingle with the other ghosts.
After everyone ate their fill the food turned into desserts such as ice cream and pastries, and everyone started to discuss their families Seamus started, he was a half blood, dads a muggle, mums a witch she hadn't told him until Seamus started showing magic potential.
Neville went next,  the longbottoms we an old family pure bloods,
Roselia was set to go next but harry said, "ouch, "as he smacked his forehead, Catching her attention, "you alright there harry," Roselia and percy asked at the same time, "it's nothing" he said before asking, "hey Percy who is that talking to Professor Quirrell?"
"Oh, you know Quirrell already, do you? No wonder he is so nervous then." He chuckled, "I think Roselia would be better informed on who that teacher is." He smiled, Harry confused looked to Roselia, who smiled, "That teachers name is Professor Severus Snape, potions master, the head of Slytherin and my father."

Harry's eyes go wide and look back to the snape, the pain went away, Ron speaks, "no offense but you look nothing like you dad." 

Roselia giggled,  "that's because as I'm told I take after my mum. And from the photos I've seen, I'd have to agree."
"What you don't know your mum?" Ron asked, Roselia's smile faded, "Yeah, she passed when I was young, so you know." She gave a small pained smile and went back to eating desserts, Fred glared at Ron, who shrugged as if to say what I'd do. Slowly, the desserts also disappeared.

"Ahem—just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you. "First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. A few of our older students would do well to remember that as well." Dumbledore's twinkling eyes flashed in the direction of the Weasley twins and Roselia. "I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors. "Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch. "And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death." Harry laughed, but he was one of the few who did. "He's not serious?" he muttered to Percy. "Must be," said Percy, frowning at Dumbledore. "It's odd because he usually gives us a reason why we're not allowed to go somewhere—the forest's full of dangerous beasts, everyone knows that. I do think he might have told us prefects, at least." "And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" cried Dumbledore. Harry noticed that the other teachers' smiles had become rather fixed. Dumbledore gave his wand a little flick, as if he was trying to get a fly off the end, and a long golden ribbon flew out of it, which rose high above the tables and twisted itself, snakelike, into words. "Everyone pick their favorite tune," said Dumbledore, "and off we go!"

And the school bellowed:
"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgotten,
Just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot."

Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march. Roselia had to stifle a giggle or two as they finished.
Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand, and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest. "Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"

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