My Own Treachery

Chapter 5 | The Snake that Wanted to Fly

It was so large, seemed larger on the inside than it looked on the outside. Now in Hogwarts, we were all; being lead up stairs, by the witch from the part, Minerva McGonagall, or Professor McGonagall, whom was dressed in green robes. I was walking slowly in the back, while Hermione had walked faster and went to the front, braving the large crowd of our peers, unlike me whom would rather go slow then get in the crowd. At least behind them I could breath.

Once we came to a stop as the witch leading us turned to face us all, her gaze scanning us all, as if silently judging us as she spoke, "The four houses are called, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each with it's own noble history, each has produced outstanding witches and wizards..."

I had to gulp down a bit of a laugh, at her using 'outstanding', I guess it's a good cover for being the school that produced, a wizard such as Lord Voldemort, as well as whom ever followed him. After gaining control of my desire to snicker, and tuned back into what she had to say.

"... the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours. The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting." She then disappeared behind the double doors, once gone the group in front of me started to comb through their hair with fingers, smooth out their clothing and sniffed their breathe, by blowing into their hands.

I let out a sigh, as I did my sister had walked up, "We should be allowed to skip this, we're both pretty guaranteed to be in Ravenclaw."

I nodded in agreement, she had spoken my very thoughts, "Indeed, it's just a waste of time at this point, we're both basically destined for Ravenclaw"

At that moment Professor McGonagall had walked in, "Follow me children" She spoke, motioning for us all to follow, her as she turned back around, pushing the doors open fully.

There was singing once we walked in, the voice was a ruff tone;

"Oh you may not think I'm pretty,But don't judge on what you see,I'll eat myself if you can findA smarter hat than me.... "

Walking in, the great hall was large, with four long tables, with students of each house sitting at them.

"... 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..."

In front of the great hall was another long table on top of a set of three steps, sitting at the table were the professors.

"...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..."

Sitting in a throne-like chair was the old headmaster, Dumbledore.

"...You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;..."

The old mans pale eyes gaze down at us all. As did most of the room.

"...You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,Those patient Hufflepuffs are true