The Sorting

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     It was fairly warm for it being a fall day. The leaves were falling and changing colors. I loved this time of year. I sat on the train alone. All the other seats were empty. They had made special arrangements for me. I've never went to school here before, and the only reason I know it exists is because of some of my old friends that made sure I was safe. I don't age like everyone else does. Not sure why really. I made my way into the hall as an older man (Filtch) took my bags for me. I didn't have an animal or any books but, that's because I didn't need any. I now stand outside these two giant doors listen carefully as I heard Headmaster McGonagall speaking.

"I would like to introduce our new late arrival, Celestial Snape!" The doors swung open as McGonagall's voice rang though the halls, I wore a long sleeved black, laced top, you could see the black tank underneath. I had a pair of light blue skinny jeans, and black heeled boots that were up to my knees. I wore silver hoops on my ears, and also had a ring in my daith, and a ball in my cartilage on my right ear. I was pale, and my eyes were blue. Or green, or gray...Whichever one they felt like being that day. I had a black lanyard dangling from my pocket. My necklace was silver, and it had a Crescent Moon dangling from it. My eyes lined with black eyeliner, and my eyelashes black as can be. You could hear each and every foot step as everyone began to whisper. I could hear them. I wouldn't smile with my blackened lips.

"As in Severus Snape?" A girl whispered.

" Why's her hair gray?" A couple of boys whispered.

"Look how's she's dressed."

"Shut it...Potter." I glanced down with my eyes as I kept my head held high.

"Please, have a seat dear." She said as I sat on the stool with ease. I looked around the room and noticed a boy staring at me. He had white hair. Malfoys I presume.

"Ahhh....Snape aye? The Death eater?" The hat began to speak to me.

"The man that saved Harry Potter more like. Without him Harry Potter would be dead." I whispered.

"You probably would've been as well."

"Look at them, all judging me for my name and my looks. I was hoping for Hufflepuff if you would, please."

"Hm...HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat cheered as I felt an ease as everyone seemed shocked.

"Well, I would like it to be known that although this is her first year at Hogwarts, she is in fact being placed in the Third year classes. Hannah will help you around here." She smiled showing me to my seat.

"Let the feast begin!" She said in a grand voice. I sat down as I looked at all the different foods. Some of them look very unappetizing, but others looked amazing. Lots of different smells all at once. It was amazing. Before, I could even eat I was interrupted. 

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