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2. Sorting Hat

Hagrid knocked on the doors to the great hall. An old woman dressed in green robes came out. "I'm professor McGonagall, when you go through these doors you will be sorted into your houses. Your house will be like your family. Any good behavior and triumphs will earn you house points, any rule breaking, and you will lose points. The houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin," She stated before she walked back in through the doors. Everyone started talking in hushed whispers when she left.

"Oh, I can't wait to get sorted! Just wait until we see the look on our families faces when we don't get into Slytherin," Sirius said, grinning from ear to ear.

"I hope to see you guys in Gryffindor," James said to his friends with a hint of anxiety.

"O-oh I don't think so," Peter stuttered, looking at his hands, picking at his fingernails.

"Yes, Peter the hat takes your choice into consideration too." James explained. Then McGonagall came back out and said, "We are ready for you."

The first years all walked inside amazed by the great hall. "It does have a ceiling, it's just bewitched to look like the night sky," someone said. Cassie turned around and said, "I read that in Hogwarts: A history."

"Yeah exactly, finally I found someone who actually reads," Remus says happily. When the little kids finally reach the front of the room, they see an old hat and suddenly it starts talking:

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

But don't judge what you can see,

I'll eat myself if you can find.

a smarter hat than me

You can keep you bowlers Black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I am 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, brave, and chivalry

Set the Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just as loyal,

Those patients Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

If you've a ready mind,

Where those wit of 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 am a Thinking Cap"

As the hat finishes his song everyone starts clapping. Professor McGonagall starts calling names in reverse alphabetical order, "Zabini, Aries."