Here We Are Fighting For Our Lives

The sorting

September 1st, 1992

Once we got off of the boats, we walked into the castle. And the castle looked even better than I thought it did. I looked over at Ginny to see her smiling a huge smile.

Ginny saw me looking and, with tears in her eyes, said, "I'm the youngest of seven kids, and I have six older brothers. I thought they were lying about what this place looked like, but it's even better than I ever imagined."

I nodded in response, taking in the view of the castle. My parents had walked here once; they had seen this before; they met in this castle. I smiled, feeling them around me.

A woman walked over to us, and she had a scroll in her hands. She didn't look old, but she didn't look young, so I figured she was around 60.

"My name is Professor McGonagall; I am the transfiguration teacher here at Hogwarts; I am also the head of Gryfindor House. You will either be sourted into Gryfindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw. We are going to walk to the hall, and I will call out your name to be sorted," she said.

We walked into the great hall to see four long tables, each with tons of students sitting at them. I looked up to see amazing floating candles and an enchanted roof. When we stopped the sorting, it played this really weird song. Then McGonagall started calling out everyone's names.

"Colin Creevey!" McGonagall called; he was the only one I remember to get into hufflepuff.

Luna got sorted into Ravenclaw.

Ginny got sorted into Gryfindor just like the rest of her family.

Then McGonagall called, "Amalia Lupin Black!"

I heard numerous whispers behind me as I walked up, due to the long line of blacks and my father being the mad, raving lunatic Sirius Black. When I sat on the stool, McGonagall put the hat on my head. "Hmm, very interesting. A long line of Slytherin blood, and many characteristics of them, but also Gryfindor. I must go with my cloth with this one." The hat said into my head.

"Syltherin!" the hat called.

Words - 358

Date - October 8th 2024