The young muggleborn Diane Lou Albury gets her Hogwarts letter at last, Starting her first year at Hogwarts in the year 2018.
Throughout her years at Hogwarts she meets peculiar people and makes the greatest friends, but are they all who they seem t...
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*. The sorting ceremony .* °
The first years started timidly shuffling towards the forefront of the great hall. Some doing their uttermost best to gain the attention of older students, others practically hiding under their own clothes to avoid the judging eyes of the sitting adolescents.
Out of the corner of her eye Diane could see Saoirse frantically waving towards a collection of redheads all wearing scarlet ties and black cloaks with a vibrant red lining. Their smiles reached up to their eyes as they excitedly waved back. 'The Weasleys.' Saoirse whispered in Diane's direction while grinning widely. Before Diane could question what a Weasley even was, the hall fell quiet and an extremely worn-down brown hat sitting on a small wooden chair started chanting.
After its performance ended, Diane turned around to look at the four lengthy tables containing the elder students. She could now distinguish the colours and the houses attached to them.
On the far right of the hall sat Slytherin, they were supposed to be resource-full, determined and ambitious. At the centre right table sat the Ravenclaws, who are intelligent, creative and witty. The centre left table held the house of Gryffindor, who are thought to be extremely courageous, brave and chivalrous. Lastly was the house of Hufflepuff, who are expected to be Loyal, patient and just.
Diane could not decide what house suited her best. She considered she was exceptionally brave for leaving her mundane way of life behind and starting a whole new life in a world she knew nothing about. although she'd been a patient person all her life as well. She did not particularly think of herself as an intelligent individual, but she did have to admit she could be creative if she wanted to. Nevertheless she could also see herself being ambitious, as long as she did something she loved.
The headmistress started calling students forward. One by one they sat on the small wooden chair and placed the sorting hat on their heads while it called out the name of the house that fit them best.
'Diane Lou Albury.' Professor McGonagall called out, her last name starting with 'a' was not a blessing at all. Diane shyly approached the chair and took a seat as the professor placed the hat down. upon making contact with her head it started speaking, Diane wondered wether she was the only one who could hear him.
'Hmmm, what have we here... Creative, but not unusually intelligent.... Loyal, but not modest... Brave, yet not too courageous... Oh, yes of course! SLYTHERIN!' It cried out. A few cheers sounded from the table that housed students clad in black and green.
Diane leaped of the stool and quickly made her way over to an empty spot at the far end of the table, where she sat watching her fellow first-years being sorted into their respective houses.
