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Sirius' POV

We walked towards a huge man standing at the edge of a lake. He instructed us to get four into a boat. James, Remus, and I went into a boat. I pushed Peter aside, but he came anyway. We rowed to the castle. Inside, a stern looking woman named Minerva McGonnagal greeted us. The sorting hat sang a song that I didn't pay attention to.

"Hey James," I whispered as the sorting hat said something about Godric Gryffindor, "let's play a prank."

"Tonight?" asked James.

"Yes, start the year off with a bang!" I exclaimed a little loudly.

"What are you talking about?" Remus asked.

This boy looked trustworthy, but a little too innocent to pull off a beginning of the year prank.

"We're planning a prank," James said. "Any ideas?"

Remus put his hand to his head and appeared to be in deep concentration. "Do you have any materials?" he asked.

"My parents wouldn't let me out of their sight in Diagon Ally," James said.

"Some, but not much," I replied. "I only have things like invisible sprinklers."

"Perfect!" Remus said. He tapped Peter, which made me a little bit angry. I didn't think Peter very trustworthy at all. "Peter, when we are eating, I want you to take Sirius' water sprinklers and spread them around the room, okay?"

Peter looked pleased to be given this task, "Okay!"

"Then I want one of you to say an incantation to set them off," he said.

"I can do that," James volunteered.

"Perfect!" I said. I was now very glad that James invited them to sit with us.

The hat finished the song, and the sorting began. First, was Austin, Jane, then it was me.

I nervously took the hat. I didn't want Slytherin, but I knew that I'd practically be disowned if I didn't get it. Of course, that wouldn't have been so bad.

"Hmmm," said the hat into my ear. "Your family is faithful to the Slytherin house, but you don't want it."

"How did you know?" I asked the hat.

"I can read your thoughts," the hat replied. "You'd know that if you were listening to the song. I know what you're planning."

"You're not going to warn them are you?" I asked, horrified.

"No, I won't give them a warning," the hat reassured me.

"Okay, now back to my placement," I wanted to get it over and done with.

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted.

On one hand, I was relieved, but frightened for my life on the other. McGonnagal took the hat off my head and joined the table with the red and gold above it. The surprised Gryffindors clapped and clapped.

Christa's POV

We got off the train. Lily said she was the most nervous, but I believe I could have given her a run for her money. I was nervous enough for all the first years put together. Well, maybe that's exaggerating a little bit, but not much.

There was a gigantic man that told us to go four to a boat. I'd never rowed before. Lily, Ella, Ebony, and I found a boat.

When we finally got to the castle, the head of the Gryffindor house, Professor McGonnagal greeted us. She told us how she was not a woman to be crossed and such. She had us stand in the entrance hall and wait for the sorting to begin.

She placed an old hat that was torn up on a stool. I stared at it, wondering what it could have to do with any of us, when it started to tell us in a song!

I saw a group of boys standing next to us who weren't listening to the song. It sounded like they were planning something, but I didn't pay much attention.

Soon, we were ready to be sorted. The professor arranged us into a single file line by alphabetical order. They were ready to be sorted, but I wasn't. I was terrified that I'd be sorted into a bad house, or not even sorted at all!

The professor started reading off the names. We were going in alphabetical order and there weren't many in front of me. I breathed deeply, getting ready to go up there.

First, a girl named Jane Austin was sorted into the Ravenclaw house. She was sorted fairly quickly. Then a boy from the group I was standing next to was called. His name was Sirius Black. It took him awhile, but he was eventually sorted into Gryffindor.

I watched a girl named Patricia Blunt get sorted into Hufflepuff. Then it was my turn.

"Carrington, Christiana," said the professor.

I nervously took the hat in my own hands and placed it on my head. I realized the others hadn't done this and immediately felt ashamed, like I had done something wrong.

"Hmmmmm, you're very loyal," said the hat. "You'd do well in Hufflepuff. Your mum was in Ravenclaw, but you'd also do well in Gryffindor. It's your choice."

I remembered my mum telling me about the different houses. "Gryffindor, please, if I'd do well."

"Gryffindor!" the hat boomed.

I joined the house I had seen the one boy go to. I smiled shyly at the applause.

Lily's POV

I was so apprehensive that I was shaking. I didn't even hear Michael Diggory get sorted into Hufflepuff and hardly heard the professor call my name. The heels of my sandals clicked against the steps. I sat down in almost a daze, my back was rigid. The hat felt heavy on my head.

I nearly jumped as it started talking to me. It didn't matter that it had sung only moments ago, it made me jump all the same. "You're a very smart young lady."

"Thank you," I said in a shaky voice.

"You'd do well in Ravenclaw," it said, but I am feeling this is not for you. Your courage and loyalty outweigh your intelligence."

I was speechless at this comment. On the playground I was known as "Fearless Lily," but hadn't gone by that since third grade.

"Gryffindor!" the hat yelled interrupting my thoughts.

I smiled and joined my friend at the Gryffindor table.

Remus' POV

After a long while, I was called to the stool. I took my seat and the hat was placed on my head.

"Smart I see, but Ravenclaw is not for you," the hat said.

"Okay," said Remus, unsure of how to respond.

"Gryffindor!" the hat yelled to the room.

I smiled and took my seat, joining Sirius. "Ready for our prank?" I asked.

"Of course," he said, smiling an innocent grin that had evil stamped all over it.

Ella's POV

I was bloody terrified. I wanted to go up there, but I didn't want to in the same way. My sister had gotten into Slytherin, which was where I didn't want to go in the worst way.

Narcissa had told me all about the hat so I spoke to it before it could open its brim. "Okay, I do not want to go to Slytherin."

"I wouldn't put you in Slytherin, Ella, you wouldn't do well," said the hat.

"Good," I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now where do you want to go?" the hat asked.

I thought for a moment. I didn't want Hufflepuff and I wasn't sure if I was smart enough for Ravenclaw. Gryffindor was a good, honest house, plus two of my friends from the train were there. "Gryffindor."

The hat chuckled and I immediately regretted what I'd said. "Gryffindor it is then."

"Really?" I asked.

"You'd do well in Gryffindor, don't you think?" it asked.

"Well," I began.

"Gryffindor!" the hat yelled to the hall.

Peter's POV

"Slytherin!" the hat called out the house that Marie Octavie would go into, then it was my turn.

I knew which house I wanted, but I wasn't sure if I was going to get it.

"Pettigrew, Peter," the professor called.

I went up to the stool as fast as my little legs would carry me.

"So you know which house you want?" the hat said into my ear.

"Well, yes, but how do you know?" I asked.

"I know everything that lies inside your mind," the hat replied.

"Okay," I said. "I want Gryffindor."

"Because your two little buddies are in it," the hat said. "Just one question, do you think you'd do well in that house?"

"Yes," I said, without thinking. I wanted that house.

"Are you sure?" the hat asked again.

"Positive," I said.

The hat took a breath. "Gryffindor!"

I practically ran down to the table.

James' POV

A girl named Poppy Pomfrey took her seat at the Ravenclaw table and then I knew I was next.

"Potter, James," the professor said.

I took a deep breath then went to the stool. The professor put the old hat on my head. "Hello, James Potter," the hat said.

"Hello," I said, only a little fazed.

"You're special," it whispered to me. "Particularly special. Let's choose your house with the process of elimination."

"Okay," I said.

"Hufflepuff," said the hat, "isn't for you. Ravenclaw wouldn't suit you either. You're bright, but Ravenclaw wouldn't help you. You're rather cunning and pretty sneaky, but also brave and loyal. Slytherin isn't your house either."

"So that leaves Gryffindor!" I said cheerily.

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted.

I gladly took my seat next to Sirius at the Gryffindor table, which was also close to a rather pretty red head.

Ebony's POV

I wanted to be in Gryffindor with my brother and my friends, but I didn't think I was brave enough for the house. I didn't want Slytherin, so that meant I'd either get Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Being a pessimist, I resigned myself to Hufflepuff.

"Shacklebolt, Ebony," came the professor's voice.

"Ahhh, yes, Ebony," said the hat. "You won't be going to Hufflepuff unless you want to."

"Okay," I said. "So where will I go?"

"Where do you want to go?" the hat asked.

"Well, I'd like Gryffindor, but," I began.

"You'd do well in Gryffindor," it told me.

"I would?" I squeaked.

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted.

I jumped down to join my friends at the Gryffindor table.

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