You give my Life Magic

Chapter 7: Sorting Hat

Chapter 7: Sorting Hat

Okay, Fred, George, and Lee were all put in Gryffindor, not to mention, Flint was put in Slytherin; so I had to be put in Gryffindor, if not, I felt like I'd die, have a painfully boring and long time at Hogwarts, or have to start all over without any friends nearby.

I waited in the slowly dwindling line of students for the dreaded moment when thousands of eyes would be on me, six of those eyes were counting on me to be in Gryffindor-yep- I was screwed; I began to wonder if it was too late to go back to live in the tree as a bearded hermit llama lady.

"Black, Lucinda." Professor McGonagall called out. Too late to go back to the tree, definitely too late. I hesitantly walked up to the stool, (hoping that I wouldn't trip over my two small feet making a fool of myself) and sat down, the hat was placed on my head, sliding down to, then going over, my nose.

It muttered about my father where he was, it sounded something like alakazam, or azkaban; his family, my mother, and a whole bunch of other crap I couldn't quite hear, anyways he basically said that I was smart and could easily be a Ravenclaw, but that I would suit better in Gryffindor, or Slytherin, and I was chanting in my head for Gryffindor.

He then called out for the whole room to hear "GRYFFINDOR!!!!" I couldn't help but smile as I hopped off the stool and made my way over to my table, thinking 'This is going to be AWESOME!' The twins gleefully made room for me to sit between them, and since I was so small they didn't have to make that much room for me. After the last students were sorted an old man with a reeeeeeeaaaaaalllllyyyyy long white beard (Albus Dumbledore as the twins told me) silenced everyone, welcomed the students to a new year at Hogwarts, he then said some pretty fudged up words, then personally my favorite part of that day; A CRAP TON OF FOOD APPEARED ON THE TABLE FUCK YEAH!

Okay, I may or may not be a little bit of a pig, and a little bit sloppy with extremely sweet foods, but I only got a salad, some ham, and some... pumpkin juice? Anyways, I got a smaller meal because the twins had identical piles of meat on their plates, and watching them eat it was hysterical, by the end of the meal Fred had olive fingers, and a chocolate face, which may or may not be my piece of cake that George stole and hit Fred with...

We were all feeling warm and exhausted by the time Dumbledore stood up and called upon our attention again,

"A few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you. First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils," this raised my curiosity apparently it raised the twins' curiosity as well because we all exchanged grins and I was fairly certain the same thought was being shared, 'We've gotta check that out!'

I then turned my attention back to Dumbledore, but it seemed that his "few more words" were, in my opinion, turning into a discourse, so I spaced out.

My attention was regained when everyone started singing, but none of us first years really knew that was going on, so we just listened until we were sent off to bed.

SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTERS! I HAVE HIT A SMALL WRITERS' BLOCK!