Rose and Scorpius: Please Listen

(2) One Gryffindor Too Many

Emily

"Good luck guys," I say to Rose and Albus. "Hopefully you'll be in gryffindor with us."

"Thank you," Rose says. "I hope so too."

"See you later alligator!" Alex says rather loudly.

"It's not like we're going be gone for a long time," says Albus.

"I know," says James. "They're just trying to say had a fun first day and good luck."

"What could go wrong?" Rose asks.

"You might not be sorted into the house you'd like," I say. "You can ask the hat to sort you into a house, you probably will be if you do, but there is a chance you won't be. I'm pretty sure you guys want to be in the same house so just decide amongst yourselves what you want that house to be."

I say this because I know if they didn't they could very well be sorted into Slytherin and Ravenclaw.

After a short silence Albus yells, "Gryffindor!" with his fist in the air.

"I thought so," said James, smiling.

"What do you think we'd pick?" asks Rose, smiling back at James. "If you think I'm going to pick Ravenclaw over Gryffindor you've got to be crazy!"

I smile. "That sounds great."

"We're almost at Hogwarts!" Alex exclaims. "We better get our robes on or else we'll get our butts kicked by Professor Pinozek!"

Rose

We were in the walking up to the front. Where we will be sorted into our houses.

We pass James, Alex, and Emily as we're walking up. The three of them give me and Albus a reassuring smile.

When we're at the front Professor Willist calls the names of the children. She is a younger woman with black robes and a black hat. She has blonde hair, green eyes, and very white teeth that are always showing. I think she's the head of Hyfflepuff.

"Rebecca White! Michael Reed! Hayley Ollis! Edward O'Brien!"

And the sorting hat always picks a house for them.

"Slytherin! Hyfflepuff! Gryffindor! Ravenclaw!"

"Rose Weasley!" I hear, I sit on the stool, and the sorting hat is placed on my head. Immediately it starts talking to me.

Weasley?! Another Weasley?! How many Weasley's are there?! I thought I was done with the Weasley's! I should probably put you in Gryffindor. That's where all the Weasley's go. Wait... Your mother was Granger. Very smart girl. Very, very smart girl. Hmm... You're brave but smart. Very smart you should probably go in--

"Gryffindor," I whisper. "I want to be in Gryffindor."

Are you sure? You posses all the qualities of a Ravenclaw. You would be a very good Ravenclaw.

"No thank you," I whisper. "I'd rather be in Gryffindor."

Alright then--

"Gryffindor!!!"

I get off the stool and go sit next to Emily. Albus is next.

Albus

Potter? Hmm... Potter and Weasley son. The Weasley's never end! Hmm... I see a lot. You're a lot like your father. Difficult, difficult, difficult. I think you should be in Slytherin but you are very courageous. Slytherin would be a good choice--

"Gryffindor," I whisper. "Can you please put me in Gryffindor?"

Well... Gryffindor? But you would do so well in Slytherin. Slytherin is definitely the house for you. Why do you want to be in Gryffindor? You could do great things in Slytherin.

"I just want to be in Gryffindor," I say. "I don't want to be in Slytherin, I want to be on Gryffindor."

That's not the way it works, I am supposed to choose which house you belong to.

"My father says our choices define us far more than our abilities," I reply.

Dumbledore.

"Yes, I would choose to be on Gryffindor." There was a couple moments of silence.

Maybe Ravenclaw?

"Wha--"

"Gryffindor!!!"

I smile. Me and Rose are in the same house. I go to sit beside her.

Scorpius

Two more people were sorted and then it was my turn. I am nervous. I really don't want to be in Slytherin.

When the hat is placed on my head I am suddenly much too stressed.

Malfoy child?

"Please don't call me that."

I see.

"Gryffindor!!!"

I feel a heavy weight lifted off my shoulders. I'm not in Slytherin. I'm in Gryffindor.

This'd seemed to have happened to quickly but it'd happened.

I wasn't in Slytherin, I was in Gryffindor.

Gryffindor!

Rose

The Malfoy kid is in Gryffindor.

He shouldn't be. I don't want him to be. He is not meant to be.

The sorting hat is broken, it has a major concussion.

For heavens sake, the sorting hat doesn't have a brain but it must've been confused or something because it'd put one too many first years in Gryffindor.

Scorpius Malfoy.