Mep

Chapter 3

Erika's p.o.v.

Erika sighed. She, Lydia and Wednesday had bonded a bit on the way to Hogwarts, and now they were in the castle, waiting to be let into the Great Hall. Erika started to tug at her tie to make sure she didn't start jumping up and down.

"You okay?" Lydia asked. Erika nodded and started rocking on her feet. 'I'm so excited I can't even speak right now' Erika thought.

"Stop rocking, you're drawing attention to yourself," Wednesday said, putting a firm hand on Erika's shoulder. Erika nodded and stopped rocking on her feet and looked down.

"Move along now, the sorting ceremony will begin," a sharp voice said. Erika's head snapped up and Professor McGonagall was standing in front of the group of first years.

"Now, form a line and follow me," Professor McGonagall said. Erika stood between Lydia and Wednesday and followed as they all entered the Great Hall.

"You okay?" Lydia asked, placed a hand on Erika's shoulder. Erika nodded and fidgeted with her tie. Wednesday turned her head in Erika's direction and blinked at her in confusion. Erika started humming a song to herself to calm herself down and watched as the brim of the hat started to twitch.

"Oh, you may think I'm pretty, but don't judge me on what you see, I'll eat myself if you find a hat smarter 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 unfazed 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 Slytherin, you'll make real friends, Those cunning folk 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 hat sang. Everyone in the hall started clapping.

"The sorting ceremony will begin now." Professor McGonagall said, pulling out a long scroll of parchment paper, "Addams, Wednesday," Professor McGonagall called. Wednesday walked to the stool and sat down. Professor McGonagall placed the hat on her head.

"SLYTHERIN!" the Sorting Hat announced. Wednesday got off and walked to the Slytherin table, her face not changing.

"Deetz, Lydia," Professor McGonagall announced.

Lydia walked up to the stool and sat down. Professor McGonagall placed the hat on her head and it pondered or a moment before shouting: "SLYTHERIN" Lydia smiled and sat at the Slytherin table.

"Populaire, Erika" Professor McGonagall shouted. Erika nervously walked up and sat on the stool. Erika made sure her face was well-hidden behind her hair.

The hat sat on her head for what felt like hours before shouting: "SLYTHERIN!" Erika smiled and walked to the Slytherin table and sat next to Lydia and Wednesday. Erika hugged Lydia and patted Wednesday on the shoulder and watched the rest of the sorting ceremony.

This chapter was written by Darry