unexpected

resortment

ok, this is my first fanfic, it will probably not be that good, but oh well. And in memory of Alan Rickman, Snape did not die in here.

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Harry's POV

The Hogwarts train swayed back and forth as the made their way to Hogwarts. it was going to be my 8th year, an extra year because of the war. it was optional, but I could see most students where here. Hermione and Ron where both there two, of course, we all agreed to stay together. After an hour or so we arrived at Hogwarts. I could still see some ruins from last year, it was almost haunting. as we piled out of the train, I could hear Hagrids call. "firs' years! Firs' years!"  Hermione, Ron, and I made our way to the carriages. "Oh, I am exited to be back here! aren't you guys!" Hermione exclaimed. "ya, it is great to be back, of course it will be different now." I replied, hastily at the end. "well, I could of done fine with no more homework, but its not all that bad." Ron joked. The carriages bumped along the cobbled road until they ubruptidly stopped, signaling that we arrived. We stepped out and I looked around. Hermione nuged me in the ribs. "what?" "Malfoy's back to." she retorted. I looked around, and sure enough, there was Malfoy's head. "look," I whispered. "he's looking right at us, probably planning of what he can taunt us about later." I didn't care, after all iv'e been through, Malfoy was the least of my problems. we made our way into the great hall and sat down. everyone was talking about their summers, what they think would happen this year, and how weird this was. "attention students!"  we looked up. Proffesor McGonnagall was standing where Dumbledore would stand. "As you know, this will be a hectic year." murmers of agreement swept through the hall. "We still have not decided who is officially headmaster yet, so until then, you will treat all teachers with the same respect as Dumbledore, and we have all the rights he did to do whatever we wish. also we will have an option, if you want to, to get resorted. I am not saying you have to, just if you want to. Quidditch will start next week. I have much more to say, but I can see how unsettled you look, so let our year begin!" The food appeared on the table and we all started to scoop food onto our plates. "are you guys gonna get resorted?" I asked. "no, I know I will just end up in Gryffindor again, so...." Ron replied. "Well I am." Hermione replied. "but-but Hermione! We all know you'll end up in Ravenclaw!" Ron complained, with a look of great disappointment on his face. "Oh Ron, how do you know if I  don't want to be a Ravenclaw anyway, we can still all hang out, I think i'd bennifit more in Ravenclaw.  It's not that I don't want to be friends, I just want a little bit of a change, it's our last year after all." Ron looked close to tears. I laghed a little in my head. Ron hugged Hermiony and sobbed into her shoulder. By this, she pushed him off. "Oh, for heavens sake ron! Quit being such a baby! Anyway, what about you harry?" "NO! harry, you cant leave me to!" Ron sobbed in the backround. "Well, I think i'll try, though, i'll probably end up back in Gryffindor." Ron let out a wimper. Me and Hermione turned our heads around at the same time. "Ron, (I let out a sigh) i'll be back in Gryffindor, don't worry!" Ron was being really emotional right now. "Ya, and i'll still be able to hang out with you! OK?" Hermione reassured. "ok" he replied shakily. After dinner me and Hermione walked out with the rest of the other students going to get resorted. In the center of the room, was the ancient sorting hat, sitting on a stool. After Hermione, it was my turn. I was nervous, I remembered in first year when I almost got sorted into Slytherin. I didn't think of that before, now I felt really nervous. what if I had to be in slytherin? it might only be one year, but that's a whole year with people that hate me, and worst of all, Malfoy. Hermione sat down, and after a couple of seconds the hat shouted out "RAVENCLAW" she happily got down, and walked off. I walked up, my legs like jelly. I sat on the stool. I heard the sorting hat talking. "Oh, its you. how did you feel in Gryffindor, like you don't belong, not good enough maybe? because I still think you would do well in Slytherin."  "No, I like Gryffindor." "well, to bad! SLYTHERIN" I heard gasps, I myself gasped. what have I done, just to have fun hearing the hat say 'Gryffindor' I put myself in Slythrein. I slowly walked back. when I emerged into the great hall, I saw Ron smiling, waiting for me to come sit, instead i just hung my head and truged to the Slytherin table. Now all the Slytherins gasped, and I saw Malfoy have a look of utter surprise, and disgust on his face. I sat down and thought about how miserable this year was going to be.

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so, that was it, i hoped you liked it. i would like to know ways i can improve, and any helpful hins or ideas. and no, this story will have no smut.