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"Welcome to Hogwarts."

| hogwarts // girl meets world a.u. |

one ; 'welcome to hogwarts

sunday september first 2013

///// riley /////

'oh you may not think i'm pretty,
but don't judge on what you see,
i'll eat myself if you can find
a smarter hat than me.

you can keep your bowlers black,
your top hats sleek and tall,
for i'm the hogwarts sorting hat
and i can cap them all.

there's nothing hidden in your head
the sorting hat can't see,
so try me on and i will tell you
where you ought to be.

you might belong in gryffindor,
where dwell the brave at heart,
their daring, nerve, and chivalry
set gryffindors apart;

you might belong in hufflepuff,
where they are just and loyal,
those patient hufflepuffs are true
and unafraid of toil;

or yet in wise old ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
where those of wit and learning,
will always find their kind;

or perhaps in slytherin
you'll make your real friends,
those cunning folks use any means
to achieve their ends.

so put me on! don't be afraid!
and don't get in a flap!
you're in safe hands (though I have none)
for i'm a thinking cap!'

'hello and welcome to hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry! i am headmistress mcgonagall.' the fairly old lady said, 'now 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.' the headmistress held up a scroll and began to read the first name on the list. 'isiah babineaux!'
my stomach felt hollow, the feeling you get when you're hungry. i couldn't wait to go up there and get this over with but then again, can we postpone it until tomorrow?
'hey, that's me!' a voice said from out of the crowd but no one emerged.
mcgonagall sighed, 'well are you going to come up here or not?' everyone turned to where the voice had been coming from and waited patiently for a response.
'oh yeah. of course.' he reassured while walking up to the stool and sitting upon it. headmaster mcgonagall rested it on top of his head as it began to speak.
'a jokester you are! the braveness that dwells in you is sure to put you in.. GRYFFINDOR!' the sorting hat proclaimed. the griffyndor table began to roar at the news. zay stood up from the stool and took his spot at the table.
headmistress read, 'henrietta french!' a girl with blonde hair up in pigtails sat on the stool. she seemed extra awkward for her age.
'RAVENCLAW!'
'lucas friar!' headmaster exclaimed, her voice echoing off the walls. a young, handsome man made his way to the front of the crowd and took his spot under the sorting hat. watching him made the hole in my stomach double in size.
as the hat was being lowered onto his head, it hollared 'GRYFFINDOR!' once again, the table zay now sat at was cheering.
the headmaster shushed the group and proceeded to read the next name, 'maya hart!' a blonde girl shoved a few kids before finally making it to the stool. the hat was quickly placed onto her head, as if it were by reflex. this girl looked mean, really mean.
the hat pondered for a moment or two, 'this one is a tough one. but ill have to decide on.. SLYTHERIN!' the slytherin table rose to their feet clapping and cheering much louder then the griffyndors, who rolled their eyes at what they were trying to do. maya walked to the table and sat down next to a group of fifth year boys. i wasn't surprised.
'cassie jones!' the girl ran up to the front with a big smile on her face. she couldn't even sit still in her seat which made me laugh. 'stay still, would you child?' headmistress mcgonagall said placing a hand on her shoulder to steady her and then threw the hand down onto her head. the hat was covering her eyes but you could still see the enormous smile on her face.
'HUFFLEPUFF!' cassie leaped up and squealed, running over to the hufflepuff table.
mcgonagall sighed and continued on, 'lauren london.' she slowly made her way to the hat.
'HUFFLEPUFF!' the hat said and the hufflepuff table cheered.
'next up, joshua matthews!' mcganogall exclaimed. the familiar face i knew as my uncle, appeared out of the sea of first years as the griffyndor table began to chant 'griffyndor!' repeatidley.
my family has held our name as gryffindors for many years. josh's sister, morgan, was already a sixth year gryffindor prefect. although my mother wasn't a gryffindor, she was a ravenclaw. my family had a hard time accepting her at first but they got past it. i mean at least she wasn't a slytherin.
'thats enough!' she exhorts just as josh is sitting onto the seat.
'a matthews! what an honor it is to be sorting you! now lets see what house you will be going into..' the griffyndor table sat impatiently waiting to hear the news. the first years, who were standing in the middle of the great hall, grew impatient with how long it was taking. a few whispers flew through the air, 'maybe its broken.' 'it doesn't usually take this long.' 'do you think he might not be a griffyndor.'
minerva mcgonagall spoke out, 'have you been done sorting?' josh's face began to turn palish purple as he held his breath waiting to get a response. it became unbearable for me to look, so i covered my eyes.
'you will be sorted into..' the sorting hat paused, taking a big breath in and then releasing it out and continued on, 'slytherin.'
the room was quiet. not a single person dared to talk, not even whisper. outside you could hear the wind hitting the exposed sides of the room. no one could believe what they just witnessed. i couldn't believe what i had just heard.
josh's mouth hung open as he slugged over to the slytherin table. a fourth year boy stood at his approach and gently patted his back as he sat down.
the headmaster cleared her throat and continued, 'riley matthews!' there was something different about riley, she was already wearing the gryffindor house tie. as she advanced forward, she began to take the tie off and throw it on the floor.
if josh wasn't sorted into gryffindor, i didn't believe i would be either.
'ms. matthews.' mcgonagall said. i quickly made her way to the hat.
'oh, another matthews.' the sorting hat spoke softly. 'you're a very happy person i see.' it laughed. i smiled and nodded my head yes. 'hufflepuff!' suddenly, my smile faded and her chest became tight.
'this is outrageous!' morgan stood up and screamed, 'that hat has to be broken!' the whole gryffindor house was in an uproar. morgan was insulted that her neither her brother, josh, or her niece, were sorted into gryffindor.
i rose from the stool and started to walk towards the hufflepuff table and mcgonagall leaned over asking, 'you're sure that's where they're supposed to be?'
the hat took no time thinking about it, 'one hundred percent.'
the headmistress stood up straight again and read the next name of the list, 'farkle minkus.' a nerdy boy dawned from the sea of first years and marched confidently to where mcgonagall stood. he lowered himself onto the stool and took a deep breath as the hat was being rested on his head.
'hmmm. loyal, but also intelligent. you're a man of many theories!' the sorting hat pondered. 'you will surely be placed into ravenclaw!' the table of second through seventh years draped in accents of blue took no time to stand up, but instead they gently clapped and welcomed their new member with a endearing smile.
once the clapping died down and farkle took his place, mcgonagall read off the next name, 'vanessa morgan!' vanessa came to the front and sat down and she grabbed the hat, placing it on top of her head herself.
      'filled with courage and confidence,' the hat bellowed, 'GRYFFINDOR!' the table cheered and applauded their new member who was very happy with where she was sorted. vanessa took a seat down next to zay and smiled at him. a smile flashed onto his face at the immediate interest of the girl seated next to him.
nyasia perry was sorted into gryffindor and maximus rollins was sorted into slytherin before she continued.
'onto the next,' headmistress mcgonagall said, 'isadora smackle!' a young lady, looking mature for her age, reached the sorting hat and bowed before situating on the seat.
'a poise young women you are! you have intelligence beyond compare, ravenclaw!' the sorting hat uttered.
the ravenclaw clapped in a polite manner and farkle took this chance to introduce himself to isadora.
'lastly, chrissy vale!' the spunky girl sat on the stool and smiled.
'GRYFFINDOR!'
just as chrissy was taking her place, mcgonagall said, 'before we feast, i'd like to address a few things. the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. thank you. without further a-do, let the feast begin!' an abundance of food appeared on all four tables and the older students didn't waste any time digging in. i awed in amazement at the picnic of foods that lay before me.
i focused my attention on the gryffindor table.
'well dig in!' morgan asserts, nudging lucas' arm. lucas looked up to zay sitting across from him to see that he had already eaten half the chicken wings.
'hey, share!' lucas reaches out to the plate in between them. zay quickly smacks his hand away and glares at him. 'what the hell?!'
'sorry. it's a reflex.' zay apologized, 'help yourself.' lucas took his offer and grabbed a wing. 'i'm zay.' he muttered and took another bite from the bone.
'lucas.' he said sticking his hand out across the table, 'it's nice to meet you zay.' zay's hand was covered in barbecue sauce but he took lucas' hand anyway. lucas quickly pulled his hand away and wiped it on his pants.
zay finished the food in his mouth and carried on, 'so what are you? a mud-blood? pure-blood?'
'muggle actually.'
'really?' zay quizzed and lucas simply nodded his head, 'that's epic! what's it like in a world without magic.'
lucas was confused. he didn't know why zay had so much interest in the non-magical world. 'trust me, it's nothing compared to this place. a world without magic just isn't as fascinating.' he spoke.
i sat at the hufflepuff table just to the right of griffyndor. i chatted with a few third year girls but i couldn't keep her eyes off the dashing first year at the table to my left. every so often, he would catch me staring and i would look away. he's a really handsome muggle.

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