This is Magic: Ereri Harry Potter AU! Fanfiction

Chapter 4: The Sorting Hat and the First Feast

The Great Hall was filled with the anticipating whispers floating around as Professor Hanji strolled up to the front. The new students followed her uneasily, clumsy and unsure of their movements. Eren halted a few feet from the steps leading to the teachers’ table, watching Professor Hanji intently. “This is it,” the brunet thought to himself, determination flowing through him.

“He’ll be in Slytherin for sure! Look at him!” a rather tall Hufflepuff said to his comrades while pointing at a thin, sly-looking first year whose eyes gleamed unpleasantly in the candlelight.

Professor Hanji reached into her flowing black robes and pulled out a yellowed scroll and began to unravel it. She cleared her throat, stating “Alright, then, let’s begin!” Her eyes scanned the scroll quickly, glasses glinting, before settling on the top of the paper. “When I call your name, please step up to the stool, sit, and I will place the Sorting Hat on your head. From there, it will assign your house, and you may go and sit at the corresponding table.” Eren glanced at the hat once more. Now that he was closer, the teal-eyed boy could just make out a disgruntled face created by the wrinkles of the hat.

The professor began to call names, her loud voice echoing through the now silent hall. “First up: Levi Ackerman.”

The raven broke from the ranks of first years, seeming to glide up to the seat effortlessly. He glanced at the hat with distaste, and perched himself on the chair as if it were hurting him. Hanji plopped the Sorting hat on the top of his silky black hair, and Levi cringed slightly, his thin eyebrows drawing together in protest. Eren watched the Sorting Hat, noticing the folds of the brown cloth open to form two eyes and a mouth.

“I’m not that dirty, brat,” the Sorting Hat spoke, replying to Levi’s unspoken thoughts. Levi’s eyes widened fractionally in surprise, but let out a small “tch”, obviously annoyed that the hat could tell what he was thinking. “Now then,” the hat continued. “Let’s see, what would suit you best… The first one is the toughest, I always say… Yes, you are quite intelligent; maybe Ravenclaw? No, you are also cunning and fit to be a leader, perhaps Slytherin would be the best choice…” The raven’s bored gaze flickered to Gryffindor’s table just for a second before flitting back to a random point in space. It was barely noticeable, but Eren picked up on it.

“Ah, I see! Are you sure about that one? You would do well in Slytherin, I can tell. Would you so easily give up such a bright future for one less concrete?... Alright, then, if that is your wish. GRYFFINDOR!” the Sorting Hat declared.

Levi slid off of the stool instantly, like it had offended him in some way. Eren watched as he joined his new house, the whole table erupting with cheers and hoots. As he took a seat gingerly, a few nearby students patted him on the back vigorously, and he leaned in to subtly avoid the touches. The others picked up on Levi’s hostile, solitary attitude, and awkwardly shifted away from him, creating a small circle of space around the small silver-eyed boy.

The Sorting Hat ceremony continued, names being called rapidly. When Mikasa was called up immediately after the raven, Eren noticed that her surname was the same. He watched her curiously, and, as if she could read his mind, she mouthed “distant cousin”. Eren nodded slightly. Almost as soon as the hat was placed upon Mikasa’s head, it declared “RAVENCLAW!” The table on the far right of the first years erupted with clapping and cheers. Mikasa, showing no signs of happiness or anger, got up and sat at the table. Just like Levi, she didn’t acknowledge her new housemates, but she didn’t have the same air of hostility around her.

Armin was quickly sorted into Ravenclaw as well. His eyes lit up when the verdict came, tripping over himself in his eagerness to get to his new house. Eren smiled; he was genuinely happy for his two new friends. Of course, now he knew that he wouldn’t be in the same house as them. The brunet was not smart in the least, and would never be able to make it in Ravenclaw.