Chapter 10: Ilvermorny

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Up ahead of them was a granite wall about eight feet high with hedges in front of it. In the middle was a tall opened gate. In front of that was a circular path of stone. It must had been the spot for the buses, but they were not there.

The students crossed the stone circle and entered the gate. Now the castle was in view. Sitting level with the ground was the front entrance with a large set of pine doors up a few steps. The granite castle spread to either side of the doors and went very high up. From what Rebecca could see, there was a tower on both ends with banners of the Ilvermorny crest on a cranberry red backdrop outlined in pale blue.

The students entered the front. It opened up into an entrance hall that was slightly smaller than the one at Hogwarts.

Rebecca had turned to look behind her. Sitting two on either side were large hour glasses with sand on top, but none had fallen to the bottom. Rebecca then noticed each one had a different animal on top of the hour glasses. Rebecca did not recognize any of them. She didn't pay attention to Care of Magical Creatures.

After some waiting, someone had approached them. An elder witch with gray hair.

"Are all the students here Jeremy?" She asked quickly.

The wizard guiding them nodded and said, "Yes, Professor Steward. Unless the forest got them, they're all here."

"Your joke is about as old as I." Professor Steward said.

"Oh, you got plenty more years to referee the games and teach broom flying I'm sure."

Professor Steward whisked Jeremy away and once he was out of earshot she said to the students, "Good riddance." After a few laughs came our of them, she continued. "Welcome to Ilvermorny. In a few moments we'll begin our opening feast, but first you will all be sorted into your houses. We can't have you wandering without that. The houses are, Thunderbird, Horned-Serpent, Wampus, and everyone's favorite to pronounce, Pukwudgie. Here at Ilvermorny, your house is like a team. You will gain points for your house which will help you advance in your goal to win the house cup at the end of the year. Of course, if you cause trouble points will be taken from your house, and I trust that none of you will want to be that one student everyone looks at when your house loses by five points which you had lost early in the year, so that's your warning."

Professor Steward paused. Rebecca already knew how the points system worked. Hogwarts was the same. Rebecca had been known to lose points for Slytherin because of her fights she had been in. But the one thing that was on her mind were the houses and she tried to figure out which one sounded more like Slytherin. Horned-Serpent was probably her new house, but were they even the same as Hogwarts?

"Now if you'll all follow me." Professor Steward said. "We can begin the sorting now."

The students did as they were instructed and followed Professor Steward into a large circular room. The first thing (or things rather) that Rebecca noticed were four statues in the center. On the floor in front of them was a gordian knot, the crest for Ilvermorny. Up above them sitting quietly were the rest of the students of Ilvermorny. One section was where the teachers and staff sat. It was too dark to see anyone specifically, but the one in the middle must of been the headmaster whose silhouette showed he had a beard that went below his chest. Professor Steward spoke again.

"If you all will listen carefully, I will call your name alphabetically and you will stand on the knot to be sorted by the statues. After you are sorted you will walk past the statues and proceed to be chosen by your very own wand."

Rebecca gripped her pocket. She had her wand, so there was no need for a new one.

"Abernathy, Dalton." Professor Steward said after unrolling a scroll of parchment.

One of the boys from the southern train had walked up to the knot and stood there. He and the rest of the school waited for something to happen. Then, a thunderous roar came from the Wampus statue and a section clapped, which must had meant that Dalton Abernathy was sorted into Wampus. He proceeded to go behind the statues into the next room.

Fortunately, Rebecca was at the bottom of the list thanks to her last name so she was able to see how the sorting went. Rose was the first to go among the transfer students. The Horned-Serpent statue's crystal inside it's forehead glowed brightly indicating her new house. Her little brother was placed in Pukwudgie which it's statue aimed it's arrow into the air. Scorpius was next and he was placed in Horned-Serpent who was quite delighted.

Lucy was called up and she ended up in Wampus. Rebecca hoped that she didn't end up there too. Albus was next to go and he, to Rebecca's surprise, was sorted into Thunderbird, which the statue beat it's wings. Rebecca thought for sure he and Scorpius would stay together. Lily ended up in Pukwudgie along with Hugo.

Finally, "Warren, Rebecca." was called.

Rebecca headed to the knot. She wasn't nervous, but she knew people were whispering about her. Daughter of the international star quidditch player and war runaway. There was no way they didn't know about it all.

After a minute or so, Rebecca was greeted by a roar. She had been chosen for Wampus. She heard clapping from the Wampus section, including Lucy's cheering.

Rebecca headed towards the next corridor, but she slowed her pace because she heard, "Warren, Isabelle."

Just before she was inside the next room she heard clapping, but no roar. Isabelle would be in another house and Rebecca was not happy about it.

In the next room, Rebecca was greeted by a witch. "Ah, another former Hogwarts student. I take it you already have your wand then?"

Rebecca nodded and pulled out her wand to show. The witch then said, "Wonderful. Just head up to your house. I heard the roar so you must be Wampus then. Go up that staircase." She pointed to a set of stairs and Rebecca went. As she climbed them, she thought about how difficult it would be to keep an eye on Isabelle now and how dreadful it was to be stuck in a house, alone, with Lucy... again.

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