2. The Sorting Ceremony

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"First years! Follow me!" Hagrid,the game keeper yelled.

"Bye James," Albus waved as he, Rose and Scorpius followed Hagrid towards the big boat.

"Bye guys,"James waved and grinned and he went to find his friends.

The first years crossed the lake and reached the Entrance Hall, Hagrid introduced them to Professor Sinistra, the Astronomy teacher and the deputy Headmistress. Professor Sinistra was holding a long parchment, he ordered them to line up and led them to the Great Hall. In front of the four house tables, was the Sorting Hat, sitting on a three-legged stool. The whole hall fell silent, all eyes were on the Sorting Hat. The Sorting Hat opened its mouth and sang,

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat 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 Hufflepuffis are true

And unafraid 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 in Slytherin

You'll make your 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 whole hall burst into appluase, Professor Vector turned to the first years and said, "When I read your name, sit on the stool and put on the hat. Allen, Suzanne!"

A girl with straight long black hair stepped out from the front of the line nervously, the hat boomed a minute after she put on the hat, "GRYFFINDOR!"

"Benson, Jonathan!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Benson, Jordan!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Bradbury, Evelyn!"

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Claypole, Megan!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Clearwater, Luther!"

"RAVENCLAW!"

The names flew by, Rose's gaze flew towards the view outside, until Scorpius name caught her attention once more.

"Malfoy, Scorpius!"

Scorpius walked towards the stool, casting a nervous glance at Rose and Albus. He spotted James waving at him from the Gryffindor table. He smiled at James and put on the hat.

"Hm, you are smart, yet brave, your family are all Slytherins, where should I put you?" the hat spoke to Scorpius.

"I don't want to be in Slytherin," Scorpius thought desperately.

"You don't want to be in Slytherin? You have potential, Scorpius. But you also have courage, young one, going against your whole family's will. I shall put you in GRYFFINDOR!" the hat boomed the last word to the whole hall.

Scorpius looked back, he saw Albus and Rose beaming at him. A red haired girl came forward from the Gryffindor table and congratulated him, "Welcome to Gryffindor! I'm Victoire, Head Girl."

"Th-thank you," stammered Scorpius.

He sat down next to a boy with dark brown hair and blue eyes, "Hi! I'm Travis!"

"Hi, I'm Scorpius!"

"So, are you Draco Malfoy's son?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Scorpius asked tensely.

"No, uh, I'm just surprised that you are not in Slytherin. I thought you'll be disappointed to be in Gryffindor."

"Potter, Albus!"

"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat boomed no sooner than Albus put on the hat.

Albus grinned and strolled to James, where he introduced Albus to his friends. A while later, Albus joined Scorpius and Travis at the table.

"You know the Head Girl Victoire?" Albus told Scorpius, as he sat down, "She's my oldest cousin."

"Really? And are you really Harry Potter's son?" Travis asked excitedly.

"Yes I am, who are you?" answered Albus.

"This is Travis," Scorpius answered for him.

Just then, Professor Sinistra shouted, "Weasley, Molly!"

"Weasley? Like for Hermione's daughter?" exclaimed Travis.

"No, aunt Hermione's daughter is Rose Weasley," Albus said irritatedly, "That's uncle Percy's daughter."

"Oh."

"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat boomed almost at the same time.

"Weasley, Rose!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

Professor Sinistra folded up the parchment and walked away.

Molly and Rose came over together, "Hi Albus!" they said together.

"Hey Scorpius, great thing you are in Gryffindor," said Rose, "this is my cousin Molly."

"Hello, Scorpius," said Molly shyly.

"Hi Molly!" said Scorpius.

"Shh, the Headmaster wants to speak!"

Disclaimer: I did not make the Sorting Hat song up, that was the same song in Harry Potter's first year.

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