His Green Eyes:: Book 1 (Harry Potter love story)

Chp7: The Sorting(A)

      I had never even imagined such a strange and splendid place. It was lit by thousands of candles that were floating in midair over four long four long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting. These tables were laid with glittering goldenplates and goblets. At the top of the hall was another long table where the teaches were sitting. There were hundreds of faces staring at us and I felt more concious and kept pulling back my hairband. I looked up only to see a velvety black ceiling dotted with stars.

       Hermoine might have noticed me looking up because she whispered, "Its bewithched to look like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts, a History."     

      Professor McGonagall silently placed a four-legged stool in front us. On top of the stool she placed a pointed wizard's hat. For a few seconds there was complete silence. Then the hat twitched. A rip near the brim opened wide like a mouth.. and the hat began to sing,

                  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 black,

          Your top hats sleek and tall,

       For I'm 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 Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart,

      Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;

        You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal,

       Those patient Hufflepuffs are true And unafraid of toil;

       Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, If you've a ready mind,

        Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind;

      Or perhaps in Slytherin You'll make your real friends,

        Those cunning folks use any means To achieve their ends.

       So put me on! don't be afraid!

          And don't get in a flap!

      You're in safe hands (though I have none)

             For I'm a Thinking Cap!

The whole hall burst into applause as the hat finished its song. "So we've just got to try on the hat!" I heard Ron whisper to Harry behind me. "I'll kill Fred, he was going on about wrestling a troll." Professor McGonagall stepped forward holding a long roll of patchment. "When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted," she said.

      "Abbott Hannah!" A pink- faced girl with blonde pigtails stumbled out of the line,and put the hat on. After a moments pause.. -"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat. The table on the right cheered loudly as she made her way to sit down at the Hufflepuff table.

"Bones Susan!"

-"Huffepuff" shouted the hat.

"Boot Terry!"

-"RAVENCLAW!"

"Brocklehurst Mandy!"

-"RAVENCLAW!"

"Brown Lavender!"

-"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Bullstrode Millicent"

-"SLYTHERIN!"

"Finch-Fletchly Justin!" -"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Finnigan Seamus!"

-"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Granger Catherine"

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