The Sorting Hat
The castle inside was large, looming, and impressive. Torches lit the golden and gray stones of the castle, but even the torches light could not reach the ceiling. All the children (who were first years, the second through seventh years were taken by carriages) were crowded together very tightly. There were only fifteen total, and it seemed that even if no one had said so verbally, they had decided MENTALLY to stick together in the strange and frightening castle.
It was then a tall slender woman made herself known from the top of the stairs. Her hair was such a light blonde that it neared white, and was almost a light violet, it was pulled back into an upsweep and pinned by something they could not see. Her robes were made of a light material that was a deep green, accenting her slanted emerald eyes.
"I am Professor Metallium, Gryffindor head of house, and Transfigurations techer. In just a moment you shall be taken into the main hall where your meals are provided, and where special ceremonies take place. You shall be put through a test to see which one of the four houses you shall be placed in. If you wish to know the history of the house you are in, or the history of all the houses, you may go to the library and check out the book 'Hogwarts A History'."
The children were so silent, you could have heard a slug sneeze. The woman before them held an uncanny ability to speak, and have children listen attentively, as if afraid to make a move and do something wrong.
"Now, wait here, I shall be back in a moment," with that she turned round and went through one of the large oak doors behind her, they heard talking within and bright lights were lit within.
"Oh I'm so scared!" Amelia whispered, "What kind of test is it?!"
"Luna, my older sister, she's really creepy, said you have to kill a troll bare handed!" Lina whispered back.
Sylphiel looked as if she would faint.
A very snide, bossy voice spoke out from behind them, "If you aren't good enough to successfully face the challenge they have for us, then you must not belong here, muggle."
Lina, Sylphiel, and Amelia turned to the voice. A girl about as tall as them, with sea green hair and eyes, and wearing a gold hair band was standing before them. A haughty look in her eyes, "I'm Martina Xoana- -"
"Yah yah yah, what do you know about the darn test if your so cocky?" Lina glared at the new girl.
"I know almost EVERYTHING about-"
Professor Metallium walked back in, "It's time now."
The children slowly began moving up the stairs, and into the oak doors which had opened wide to reveal many students within. The trio were as awed as the rest of their companions, within the room candles floated in the air with the aid of no chandelier, the ceiling was no ceiling. There were great rolling cloads against the dark blue sky, and four tables were set up on the ground. Students in black robes and pointed ceremonial hats were seated in their own chairs, watching the new comers. Empty spots were plainly seen at all four. Ahead of them was a table that held the professors. In the middle, was a powerful looking man in white robes which were embroidered in gold. He had golden hair, and blue eyes. But before the table, in front of all four tables, was a stool, and on the stool was a ragged looking hat.
"What's that hat there for?" Sylphiel asked Lina quietly.
"No idea! Like I said, Luna was going on about having to wrestle a full sized mountain troll hand to hand!"
The children stopped and all of a sudden the hat broke into song:
"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 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
I have none)
For I'm a thinking Cap!"
A round of applause burst out from the room from the surrounding tables, and some of the first years were clapping too, mostly, they were astonished.
"THAT was so cool! I'm going to tell mom about what Luna said! That meanie! Don't you think so Sylphiel? Sylphiel?" Lina turned to face her new friend, but was surprised to find…. Sylphiel was gone.
"Miss Lina! Sylphiel's passed out!" Amelia was knelt next to the unconscious form of the dark haired girl.
"Why'd she do that?!"
The first years were stepping away from them and Metallium was walking up to them with a frown on her face.
"What is the problem here?"
"Sylphiel ma'am- She's not used to magic- She fainted-" Amelia explained, as she glanced to the teachers seated at the table before them, she noticed the blonde haired man was giving them a quizzical look.
"Ennervate!" Metallium pointed her wand at Sylphiels body and as the word was spoken Sylphiels eyes fluttered open, the spell had worked.
"Oh… where am I?" she sat up, surprised to see Metallium leaning next to her.
"Well… You passed out…"
Sylphiels eyes widened, "The hat… it… IT SPOKE!" Syphiel finally gasped out. The students next to her then laughed slightly. (The OLDER one's that is)
"Of course it did, it's enchanted, now stand up so we may continue," she said with a sigh.
So, name by name Metallium called out students names, and one by one, they would go, sit on the stool, have the hat placed on their head, and then they would be placed.
Cheers arose and the blonde haired girl went over to join her new house.
"Martina Xoal Mel Tel Lona, Martina!"
It was an inch from her head when it cried out, "SLYTHERIN!"
Soon it reached…
A few gasps were heard, and mutters went through, "LUNA Inverse's sister?! Oh god! Is she just as scary! Maybe she's a brat!"
Lina glared but sat on the chair, the hat had barely touched her ears when it shouted out, "SLYTHERIN!"
Lina blinked, then went over to her table which cheered at it's new Slytherin.
"Nels Rahda, Sylphiel!"
Sylphiel moved her way up slowly to the chiar, light laughing could be heard, as they recognized the little girl who had passed out, and she climbed into the chair, almost shaking. The room disappeared as the hat fell over her eyes.
"Hmm…" a soft voice in her ear spoke, she nearly jumped straight up.
"Who are you?" she said aloud.
"Speak to me in your mind dear, I am the hat. Now lets see… Loyalty, kindness, caring, infinitely sweet, loving, I know where a good heart likes you belong…" then aloud he called, "HUFFLEPUFF!"
The hat was pulled off her head and Sylphiel got down and walked to her new table, still shaking from nerves.
The brown haired boy joined the table.
"Will Tesla Seyrune, Amelia!"
Amelia skipped up and eagerly sat on the stool, as soon as the hat came on her head she too heard the voice, but she accepted the hat talking to her a lot better then Sylphiel.
"Hmm where should you be?"
"I want to fight for love and justice! And stop all the evil deeds of the world!" she began mentally, and a bit hyperly.
She heard a low chuckle in her mind, "Brave, daring, yet a desire to prove yourself, to help others, loyal, very just, a bit over eccentric… HUFFLEPUFF!"
Amelia smiled as the hat came off, from the sounds of the poem the hat had sung, that's where she wanted to be. So she joined her shaken friend and began chattering happily. She turned around briefly in the direction of the Slytherin table and could see Lina looking decidedly miserable she was anywhere near Martina. She was sitting next to a handsome purple haired boy. Lina looked up and caught Amelia's eye and smiled slightly then made a motion of hanging herself. Amelia giggled, waved, then turned round.
Lina sighed and looked back to her golden plate, when was dinner going to start, she was STARVING darn it!
The golden haired man stood up, "Well, another year, and we welcome the new students, I am your Headmaster Milgazia, now a few rules before we eat. The forbidden forest is strictly off limits to ANY students. The third corridor is forbidden from any students who do not wish to die a rather sudden and painful death-" students laughed, but soon realized, he was a bit serious, "And finally remember to befriend your new students, old or young, now, let us eat!" with that, he clapped his hands and food miraculously appeared in front of all the students, platters upon platters were HEAPED with delicious looking food.
Lina's mouth watered and she piled her plate a good foot high before she dug in.
"My God girl, where do you put all that food," the boy next to her asked.
"Too… Busy… Eating… Must…. Eat…" she was stuffing her face overly so.
"I'm Xellos, I'm a second year, twelve years old, nice to meet you," it was pleasant, bordering on sarcastic, and he went back to his own dinner.
"What rude manners you have!" Martina tsked, "You eat almost as much as that blonde haired boy over at the Gryffindor table."
"Wahmf?" Lina looked up as she shoveled more food into her mouth.
"Over there, the boy who's stuffing food into his mouth as if he'll never eat again," she pointed to the table farthest away from them and Lina saw a glimpse of a blonde haired boy eating just as fast as she was, and just as much.
"Oh, that's Gourry Gabrieve," Xellos informed them, "He's a third year, he's good on a broom, thirteen years old. If you want to know how old a person is, whatever year they are, is usually their age. First years are eleven, second years twelve, third years thirteen… so on…" he took a bite from his roll. "I've tried talking to him, but he's thick as a brick-"
Lina shrugged, "Whatever!" and was back to eating.
Amelia was trying to get Sylphiel to talk when she froze.
"Oh wow…" she whispered.
"Hmm?" Sylphiel looked up.
"That boy over there… he's so… soo… cute! But he has weird blue skin…"
"WHAT?!" Sylphiel turned to look behind her and sure enough, at the Ravenclaw table was a violet haired boy with green-blue skin, and darker patches of blue decorating his skin here and there.
He was reading a book and pointedly ignoring everyone, even the aqua haired boy who was trying to get him to talk.
By the end of dinner they were full, and sleepy, and were led by the house prefects to their own individual houses. Each house (Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor) had their own area for the students. And then each of the rooms were divided by age. Amelia and Sylphiel shared a room with two other girls in the Hufflepuff tower.
Lina, shared a room with Martina. They had been the ONLY Slytherin first year girls, there were three boys who were first years.
"I can't believe I got stuck with YOU!" Lina moaned, kicking her trunk in retaliation.
"I can't believe I was stuck with someone as common as you!" Martina snapped back.
"I hate this," Lina griped as she changed and climbed into bed.
"You think you have problems…" Martina muttered to herself, also climbing into bed, "If you snore I'm going to smother you with a pillow!"
"I don't snore! You probably do though with my luck!"
"Just shut up!"
"Yes, shut up! I want sleep so I'll survive class tomorrow!"
"Goodnight!" Lina snapped back.
"Stuck - up brat."
It was going to be a LOOOOOOOOOONG year.