The True Hero

The Sorting

Eventually, we arrived. Both me and Willow took a deep breath and got off the train following the first years.

"YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO COME WITH US!" Shouted one of the first years.

"YOU LOOK LIKE FIFTH YEARS!" Another shouted.

Willow gave me a 'Don't you dare lose your temper at them' look and then explained that we were transfer students.

Later on, we came to the doors of Hogwarts. Okay. I admit the castle seemed a lot grander than I expected.

A lady walked out and introduced herself as 'Professor McGonagall' and then took us into the castle. I was shocked and amazed at the same time. The place was beautiful. Maybe it wasn't going to be so bad here after all.

We came to a stop in front of the headmaster. He started a speech about the first years.

"Welcome to Hogwarts our new first years and transfers." He gestures towards me and Willow.

He went on to talk about school rules and who the teachers were for what subject. I wasn't really listening. I was looking around the room still in amazement.

"Let the sorting begin!"

McGonagall pulled out a long list of names.

"We'll start with the transfers."

I gulped I was extremely nervous.

"Buffy Summers."

I walked up sat on the stool and then a hat was placed on my head.

"Hmmmm interesting....."

I felt very comfortable of the fact that the hat was talking and reading my thoughts but I ignored my feelings about it.

"Better be...............................................
GRYFFINDOR!"

I was relieved when that was over and sat down at the Gryffindor table.

"Willow Rosenburg."

Willow nervously walked to the stool and sat down. The hat was placed on her head and started talking to her. A couple of seconds later the hat seemed to have made a decision.

"Better be................................................
SLYTHERIN!"

I gasped in surprise. I really wasn't expecting that.