The Last Heir

3

Professor McGonagall leads everyone through two large doors and into the Gmreat Hall, where there are four long tables with many kids, as well as floating candles. The roof appears to be the sky. It was magical.

"All right, will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbldedore would like to say a few words" said the professor.

Ava observed her surrounding, there were tables for each house. She looked at the Slytherin table hoping she would be put in there.

"I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that the 3rd floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you."

'More reason to check it out. Who the fuck tells to a bunch of 11 years old? They would be very curious about the 3rd floor. Let's bet some of them will be going there anytime soon' Ava thought

"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 back,
Your top hats sleek and tall
For I am 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 Grifindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Grifindor apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuff are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If youre ready mind,
Where those of wit ND learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make real friends,
This cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And dont get in a flap!
Your in safe hands (though I have none) for I am the thinking cap!"

The hall burst into applause as the hat finished the song. It bowed to each of the four tables and then became quite still again.

"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. Hermione Granger." Professor McGonagall said.

Hermione was mumbling on her way to the stule.

"Mental that one Im telling you" Ron said, As Harry nods in agreement.

"Ah, right then...hmm...right. Okay...Gryffindor!!" The hat shouted, as the Grifindor house cheered for there new house mate.

"Draco Malfoy"

Draco saunters up proudly. The tattered hat nearly freaks before touching down on Dracos head.

"Slytherin!!"

"There isn't a witch or wizard who went bad who wasnt in Slytherin." Ron said.

"Abbot Hannah"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Susan Bones" a redhead goes up.

"Let's see. ...... I know! Hufflepuff!!"

"Boot, Terry"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Lavender brown"

"Grifindor!"

"Ronald Weasley" Ron gulps and walks up. He sits down and the hat is put on on his head.