The Hidden Truth (DROP)

Chapter 16: The Sorting

- Is that-?

- Is he The Choosen One's sibling?

- I thought she didn't have any brothers or sisters? Auror Potter said so too. 

Harry inwardly smirked. They didn't know how lucky he felt when he knew he wasn't Potter's son, but he also wondered who were his real family. Lucius and Severus both said they would tell him when the time came, but when would it be?

Dumbledore looked at the raven-haired boy, unconsciously throwing a glance towards Snape, but the other ignored it. He was still suspicious about Snape regaining his memories, but seeing the Potions Master's dark look, he assured himself that nothing was wrong. 

Snape secretly pulled the corner of his mouth. If that old coot thought he could read anything from him, the professor would be damned. He continued to focus his look on Harry, carefully not to show anything emotions except a smidge of hatred. He was relieved that he had told Harry about the "conflict" between James Potter and him. Nevertheless, he was still worried.

Harry calmly walked to the stool, ignoring the mutterings and stealing glances at Snape. Although he saw Snape's dark look, he still caught a strand of nervousness deep inside those onyx eyes. He smiled warmly and sat down on the stool. The Sorting Hat was put on his head and his vision blackened. 

"Well, well. How surprising". A voice suddenly rang in Harry's head, "I didn't expect to see you here, Hadrian."

"Who are you?", Harry asked, alarmed.

"Don't be so defensive, boy. I am the Sorting Hat, and this conversation is happening inside your head. No one can hear us."

"How do you know my real name?"

"It is a gift that the Founders had given me. It helps me give the best choice for the students. However, the last decision lies in your hands, little one."

"So which House do you suggest?"

"With your talent and traits, it is plausible that every House suits you. But it seems that you have a House for yourself."

"Yes, I only asked for a confirmation, and I am quite content with the answer."

"Then which House do you want to go, little one?"

"I want it to be..."

The Hall was getting noisier as the time went by. The students and teachers were wondering why the "Potter" boy took so much time. Just then, the Hat rim moved, and it called out, loud and clear:

- SLYTHERIN!!!

After a moment of pure shock and silence, the Slytherin table burst out in applause, lead by Draco of course. The blonde smiled proudly:

- I knew he would be one of us. 

Harry took the Hat off and placed it in Professor McGonagall's hands before striding to the Slytherin table. He sat down next to Draco, a standard smile plastered on his face. 

- You did great, Ha-Harry. - Draco stuttered a bit at the name. He was used to calling the other "Hadri". 

Harry threw a meaningful look at Draco before patting the back of the blond's hand:

- You know there is no where I'd rather be than here. 

Draco smirked, and Harry had to remind himself that Draco always wore that look on his face when he saw other people. He looked so arrogant, so different from the Draco back at the Manor that Harry couldn't get used to it.

Other students at the Slytherin table were very curious about the "Potter" boy. The Potter was an ancient family famous for its Gryffindor characteristics, but perhaps any family would have some exceptions. The Headboy welcomed Harry into the House and the others near him all gave him a light smile. Harry smiled back, he knew why they were being nice to him. They were looking out for the boy beside him. But he wasn't irritated by this fact at all. He felt a bit at ease, actually, some things could not be given without expecting any returns, and he was glad he knew the cause. 

After Harry's stunning sort, it was time for Juliet to be sorted. The Hall was buzzing with excitement when the Sorting Hat was put on Juliet's head. 

- When do you think she will be sorted? - Draco whispered.

- Probably a few more seconds. - Harry laughed quietly. The table seemed so silent he dare not speak too loud. 

Just as Harry had finished his sentence, the Hat called out:

- GRYFFINDOR!!!

The other side of the Hall broke out in victorious claps and cheers:

- We got the Chosen One !!!

- Well done, Juliet !!!

The Hufflepuff table and the Ravenclaw table also joined in the fun, but the Slytherin table remained silent. Harry smirked a bit, this House was much more like him. Quiet. Blissfully quiet. 

Dumbledore happily looked at Juliet sitting at the Gryffindor table. Finally something had gone like he planned. His blue eyes twinkled when Juliet proudly looked at him, like a granddaughter wanting some compliments from her grandfather. 

Harry saw all of the scene with his own eyes, but he just ignored it. He looked at Snape, who was watching him tentatively, and pulled up the corner of his mouth. The action was so small that no one could have noticed, well except for Snape of course. The professor's eyes shone a bit. He was very happy that Harry was in the same House that he and Tom had been in. Back in the Manor he had told Harry not to worry about which House he would be sorted into, as he didn't want the boy to have any prejudice, but to say he didn't want the boy to be in Slytherin was a lie. He had very much wanted Harry to be in Slytherin so that he could easily keep an eye on him, and his godson. Now his wish had been fulfilled and the normally-easily-aggravated professor seemed much more pleasant, only in the eyes of his students, that is. To the others, he was still the normal old Dungeon Bat, always on a look out for their mistakes.

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Hello dear readers! I hope that you are all healthy. I had writer's block a few weeks ago and couldn't put a finger on what I should write. But thankfully I got my flow back and I think I write more than usual? Haha. Anyways, I don't feel like saying anything so I hope you all stay healthy and be safe. And FYI, I'm still very healthy, and a bit jumpy I suppose, but nothing to serious :))))

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