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Pen Your Pride

Chapter 1: The Beginning

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Chapter 1: The Beginning.

I can't believe this is happening.

I am a wizard. I have a wand. My parents didn't die in a car crash they died protecting my from a very evil wizard named Voldermort. I stopped Voldermort. That is how I got my scar.

I have to keep telling myself all of the new information a very large man named Hagrid told me. Today I am on the train on my way to my first year of Hogwarts!

I had a trouble getting to the train though. I live with me evil aunt and uncle who are muggles. I am the same age as their son but the treat him as a king and me as dirt. I thought the hard part about getting to Hogwarts was going to be convincing them to drive me to the train station but that wasn't it. Once I told them my train was at platform 9 ¾ they just laughed and agreed to take me.

At first I didn't understand why they said yes or why they were laughing but I figured out when they dropped me off at the train station. Apparently platform 9 ¾ isn't a normal platform. To get to it you have to run into a brick wall between platform 9 and 10 but Hagrid forgot to tell me this.

Luckily right before I gave up a big family with red hair walked by. They all had the same trunks as I do and one of them even had an owl like mine. I thought this looked weird so I listened to what they were saying.

"Of course it's packed with muggles just like every year." The mother said.

Muggles is definitely a word only wizard's use. So I decided to ask them
how to get through the wall and kindly enough they showed me!

Now I am sitting on the train with a boy from that family named Ron and his pet rat.

Once we get to Hogwarts a lady who is the transfiguration professor, head of the Gryffindor house and deputy head mistress introduces herself to use.
She then explains that there are for houses within Hogwarts; Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw.

I want to be in Gryffindor. Hagrid told me that both my parents were in Gryffindor and Voldermort, the person who murdered them, was in Slytherin. I would rather be in any other house besides for Slytherin!

After waiting out in the hallway for about 10 minets Professor McGonagall tells us they are ready for us in the great hall.

The second I step through the doors I feel everyone's eyes on me. Hagrid told me I have been famous sense I was a baby and every witch and wizard knows my name. I do my best to hide my scar but I can tell most eyes linger on me longer than the others.

Once we get to the front of the room right in front of the head table where all the professors sit, including Dumbledore the head master, professor McGonagall places a stool with a hat on top of it right in the middle of the floor.

I am confused for a second but then the hat starts singing...

"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 Hufflepuffs 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 folks 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!"

Once the hat finishes the entire school claps their hands.

Then professor McGonagall starts reading names off.

"Hermione Granger," is the first name she says.

I met Hermione on the train. She came to are compartment asking me and Ron if she had seen a kid named Neville's toad. Then she sat with us in the boats that brought the first years from the train to the school.

"Smart brain. Ravenclaw would fit nicely but you are also brave. Must be... GRYIFFINDOR!" The hat says after thinking for a few minutes.

Everyone applause but the Gryffindor table is the loudest.
Professor McGonagall calls up a few more names and a couple kids are placed in every house.

"Ronald Weasley," she calls.

I wish Ron luck as he makes his way to the stool.

"Oh, another one! I know just what to do with you! GRYFFINDOR!" That hat yells quickly.

"Harry Potter," she yells next.
I hear everyone in the crowd talking in surprise things like, "the rumor was true!" "Does he really have a scar?" "Harry Potter?"

The hat is placed on my head.

"Hmm difficult, very difficult. Both your parents were in Gryffindor, you would fit their fine but is that the right spot for you?" The hat said quietly.

"Not Slytherin, not Slytherin." I whispered over and over again to myself.

"Not Slytherin you say? Well this won't do! Gryffindors are known for bravery and if you are scared of a house maybe Gryffindor won't work for you. That leaves only one other option..." The hat says.

I know what is going to happen next.

"Slytherin!" The hat yells out.

Every student and teacher gasps in surprise. I turn to look at Dumbledore and see the worried, or was it disappointed, face. I walk to the Slythering table. No one claps for me.

I sit there with my head down. What am I suppose to do? I miss the rest of the sorting because I am too caught up with my own thoughts. Well everyone but the last person.

"Willow Evans," Professor McGonagall says.

I see the last girl standing there. She is about my size with has red hair. Once she sits down she catches my eyes and I can just make out the vibrant green wide eyes. They look a lot like mine. Somehow this girl look familiar but I don't know why.

After a few moments the hat yells out Gryffindor. 'Luck' I think to myself.

Dumbledore then makes a speak welcoming the first years and tell us and reminding the upper classman that the forbidden forest and the third floor are off limits too all students who don't want to die a most painful death.

The he does something with his want and all the empty dishes on the table become full!

I feel starving but I can hardly eat. I am too scared about what is going to happen to me in my parents murders house.

***

Hmmm wonder who Willow is...

So what do you think will happen to Harry in his "parents murder's house?"

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