Sorting Ceremony (Y5)

[Callan Aireous]

Callan stood with the rest of the new first years and waited anxiously for her name to be called. She bit her lip nervously as each student went before her. She hoped she would like whatever house they placed her in. Callan was hoping for Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, but she didn't want to be just like her sister. Who knew? Maybe she would end up in Gryffindor or Slytherin? Callan didn't care either way, just as long as she belonged.

"Aireous, Callan." Callan wringed her hands as she walked up to the stool. She sat down and and the Sorting Hat was placed upon her head. Just put me where I belong, please!

"Where you belong? Well, that's all I intended to do. Where you belong is.... RAVENCLAW!

 

[Clover Katt]

"Katt, Clover." Clover blinked, startled at her name being called. She walked up to the stool then looked over at her new friends Kelsia and Jasmin. "I hope I'm in the same house as them!" she thought. She wondered what house she would be put in to. "Hmmm, I'm not that smart, so probably not Ravenclaw." she thought and cocked her head to one side."Though I guess I am sorta brave.
She was very loyal to her friends though. Clover just wondered if she would be happy with the house she was in.
""Please Gryfindor, please Gryfindor!" she whispered

"You seem to know yourself well. GRYFFINDOR it is."

 

[Jasmin Gray]

Jasmin stood with all the first years, holding the hand of her sister.
"Gray, Jasmin." She smiled and walked to the sorting hat.
She wondered if she would be in Gryfindor, she certainly was impulsive!
"Yes." she decided "Gryfindor would be nice."
She smiled and waited to be sorted.

"You're impulsive and courageous, there seems no better place for you than GRYFFINDOR!

Jasmin smiled happily and went to sit down with the rest of the cheering Gryffindors.

 

[Kelsia Gray]

Kelsia stood waiting for her name to be called. Her bright red hair made her stand out from the other first years. She watched her sister go up. She really hoped they would be in the same house!
"Gray, Kelsia." She walked quickly up to the stool and sat down. She hoped that her new friend Clover would be in the same house as her.
Loyalty was her biggest attribute, so she thought she should get into Gryfindor.
And she was almost as impulsive as her twin!
"That must count for something!" she thought.

"You may be impulsive, but you're much more loyal, kind, and caring. Yes, you belong most to the house of HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[Natasha Bell]

"Bell, Natasha" Natasha started to walk up to the stool and tripped over. Giggling, she got up and kept walking.
"Gryfindor, Gryfindor please let me be in Gryfindor!" she murmured under her breath. she sat on the stool wathing the strange faces watching her. She started to chew on her long, black plait of hair."Gryfindor, Gryfindor please let me be in Gryfindor!" she thought, as the hat was placed on her head.

"Hmm, Gryffindor might suit you but I can see you succeeding most in HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[Benji Rouzeer]

Benji waited anxiously as he watched each of his fellow unsorted have the sorting hat placed on their heads and have their new houses announced.
It was strange, he thought to himself, that the students were not called in alphabetical order but he just figured the staff knew what they were doing.
Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Benji watched as each student made their way to their house tables looking thrilled and were welcomed with open arms.
The anticipation was killing him, he wuld finally be accepted, finally be wanted by someone. A great feeling overwhelmed Benji, something he had not felt since his father walked out on him.
"If only my step father could see me now" he muttered to himself, "this'd show him, Ha"
"Rouzeer, Benji" came a called from the front of the group of remaining unsorted students. Benji couldn't move. "It's finally happening" he thought. He shook his head afew times in disbelief. After his brief pause he came back to reality, made his way to the front of the mob and towards the sorting hat, all the while muttering, "its happening, its finally happening."
Benji turned and faced the crowd, the sorting hat placed on his head.
"Here it is" he said, "the moment of truth"
"Sorting hat hear my plea, I'm here to show my wretched step father how strong and smart I can really be, I'm here to break free from his ghastly grip he has on my family. Please Mr Sorting hat, I beg of you, place me in a house where I can learn a great deal, one that will aid me in my journey to escape.
Place me in a house like Ravenclaw, where I can fill my head with knowledge and skills, and prove to that horrid step father of mine that I will suceed and triumph. Prove that I'm not just a waste of precious air.
Please Mr Sorting hat, put me in a house that will help me spread my wings and fly away."
Benji fell silent after he had said what he needed to the sorting hat. He just closed his eyes, took a deep breath and waited for the sorting hats choice.

"I'm sorry young man, but I must place you where you most belong, and you belong most in HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[Xenia-May Xing]

Xenia stood with her fellow classmates as she looked at the Great Hall around her. The steady beating of her heart increased, the backs of her knees grew damp and sticky. Her usually steady hand was shaking slightly as she brushed a piece of imaginary lint off of the lap of her brand new robes. She felt like she didn't belong there, even though she had been dreaming of this moment since she had got her letter.
She thought of her parents and the tears in their eyes as they bid her farewell at the train station. Her throat stiffened, and her eyes stung as she fought back her tears. There was no point in crying here, she didn't want to miss a single moment.
As she thought of this point she heard a familiar name being called out from the Headmistress at the front. It took Xenia a few moments to realise that the name that was familiar was her own. Bumbling forward, she collected herself and walked with her head held high and her shoulders back. She gathered her robes around her and dettled herself on the stool. She smiled a genuine smile as the Sorting Hat was gently lowered on-to her head. To her surprise it slipped past her eyes, and so she sat in silence listening to the Sorting Hat's voice...

 

[Nyxsyis Callinae]

Nyx looked around the hall, slightly shy surrounded by all these people. Watching the other unsorted students go up to the Sorting Hat made her wonder how she would ever do such a thing. To walk up alone and sit with everyone watching her, waiting for the Sorting Hat's decision couldn't be all that pleasant.

But it will only be for a short time , she told herself. Nothing will happen, nothing at all. I'll go up there, sit down on the stool like everybody else, and have the same hat put on my head as everybody else has.

The Sorting Hat's song calmed her a bit, though Nyx noticed some of the others around her shuddering as the magical hat spoke. Listening carefully she decided that her preference would be Ravenclaw above anything.

"Callinae, Nyxsyis"

Her name called out clear, and Nyx was grateful that her name was not argued over. Many couldn't pronounce it the first time, which was a hassle she could do without.

Taking a deep breath, Nyx repeated calming advice to herself as she walked up to the Sorting Hat, determined not to falter.

Everybody goes through this, and its not all that bad. Couldn't be worse than the time I got stuck in that hollow log, trying to find out what kind of mushrooms grow in that kind of setting. No, its just sitting down and letting a hat decide my future.

Nyx couldn't help but let a small giggle out at the thought of what her friends back home in the Muggle world would say to that last part. A hat deciding her future? But, at last, it was true.

As Nyx sat down and had the Sorting Hat placed on her head, she tried to banish that last thought, lest she offend the Sorting Hat (and possibly be stuck somewhere she didn't want to be, if the Sorting Hat was the kind to make an example out of her). Instead she repeated the word Ravenclaw over and over again, waiting for the Sorting Hat to speak.

"Alright, alright, I get it. RAVENCLAW!"

 

[Aurora Hades]

When they entered the Great hall,Aurora noticed how much it resembled to the one that Ana had descirbed to be in Hogwarts england.She was facinated and by now sure that she was not inferior then her siblings.
Aurora knew that her name would be somewhere in the begining since her last name started with H. She waited patiently.She saw that Adora was sorted into rawenclaw.She too wished to be in it.Since she was "Too sweet to be in Slytherin" she would better suit Ravenclaw.But what about father? she thought .Father would not be happy.

When her name was called out she walked confidently up to the stage.She sat on the three-legged stool and placed the Sorting hat on her head.
The three different voices spoke in her mind."Ravenclaw,please.Ravenclaw."said the first one."The house that I deserve.Any house that I deserve"said the second. "Slytherin.Please let me be in Slytherin."
She cleared her mind and went with the second voice."The house that I deserve.Any house that I deserve" she thought.

"You seem very torn between those two houses. Well, I can only see success for you in RAVENCLAW!

 

[Eden Silverback]

Eden stood around waiting for her turn. She was scared of nothing. How could she be? She just wanted it to hurry up and be done with it. At last her named was called.

She tossed her hair back and walked up to the front of the Great Hall as if she owned the place. Wishing someone would say something about her. She was the best and they would all find out soon enough.

As the Headmistress set the hat on her head, she got really happy because she knew that her furture was about to unfold.

She sat and waited very very still looking right into the eyes of anyone who looked her way. All that was going though her mind was, "Please let me in Slytherin thats were I belong no other house would help me reach the greatness that the house of Slytherin would."

"Yes, Slytherin does tend to lead to greatness. Alright, that's where you'll go. SLYTHERIN!"

 

[Lali Jie]

Lali waited outside those great doors for them to be opened. She just wanted to be sorted. What if no house was for her or worse what if she was sorted into the worse house, was it Hufflepuff or Gryffindor that they said was the worse house. Lali couldn't remember.

Soon the door opened and the Great Hall almost shone. There were so many students so much older. She glanced quickly around for her new sister. Would Lali reconize her the first time or would it take some time. After all Lali had only saw Dannie once and that was in a picture.

Lali gave up hope of searching for one face and just looked around. So many people so many houses so many professors. It didn't matter Lali would excel here. She had to it was her destiny. She had to make her parents no her mother proud.

Lali waited until her name was called. "Jie, Lali" She heard the headmistress say. Lali walked up to the front of the great hall her head held high her hopes higher. She sat down and felt the hat placed on her head. The hat fell over her face and everything went black.

'umm mister sorting hat' She thought trying to be polite. 'I would really like to be in the house that is not the worse. I am smart I know I am. I know my history and herbology and some defense.' SHe continued to think hoping that hat could here her. 'Don't put in in the worse house please. Ravenclaw is best for me I promise I will live up to the standards I would pinky promise but sir you have no pinky' she thought smiling.

Lali sat there wanting and waiting for the hat to call her desired house 'please please please ravenclaw please please please' SHe thought.

"You're absolutely right, you belong in RAVENCLAW!"

 

[Elizzabeth Dawn Chatwin]

Elizzabeth nervously waited as she heard the names of her new found friends being sorted. Eventually she heard Her name being called.

"Chatwin, Elizzabeth!" She walked over to the stool and sat. After what seemed like forever she felt the hat touch her head. She flinched slighly. She crossed her fingures and thought to herself. Pease Be a nice hat and put me in Ravenclaw. Please be a nice hat and put me in Ravenclaw. She repeated that over and over again, holding her breath.

"Nice has nothing to do with this. I have a duty to the school, and you could only possibly succeed in RAVENCLAW!

 

[Whitney Granger]

Whitney waited anxiously for her name to be called she heard peoples names being called a few looked calm while others showed there fear and anxiety. She had to admit she was also nervous but she wouldn't dear show it.


"Granger,Whitney!" the woman called she walked up shoulders squared and her head held high but in her head thinking 'OMG! OMG! Please be Gryffindor please be Gryffindor". She sat sat on the stool and had the hat placed on her head and waited patiantly to be sorted,

"You could do well in Gryffindor, but with your kind heart your true home is HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[Cherrie Swift]

(( Cherrie's thought's are in Italics ))


Cherrie was fiddling with her sweaty hands nervously, as she waited for her name to be called!
One by one, names were called by the Headmistress and pupils were sorted, until finally Cherrie heard "Cherrie Swift". Oh no, Oh no.., She thought, as she made her way up to the small three legged stool, tripping a little.
Gulping as the Sorting Hat was placed on her head, Cherrie wondered what she was meant to do.
Ehmm.. Hello, Mr.Sorting Hat! I have no preferred house, please, just place me were i belong. She thought, shutting her eyes tightly and pursing her lips. I'm intelligent, even if i do say so myself, I'm caring and kind, Loyal, and believe it or not, I'm actually brave! So, the choice is in your han.. ehmm... point, Mr.Sorting Hat, but if i can have one little say, I don't really think i suit Slytherin!

"No, you don't suite Slytherin at all. You'll fit in best in HUFFLEPUFF!

Cherrie sighed happily and grinned as she was sorted into Hufflepuff, the house of the kind, caring and loyal Helga Hufflepuff. The House everyone in her family had been in, apart from her mum and big sister!
Grinning, Cherrie jumped off the stool and headed towards the Hufflepuff table, nodding at all her new house mates and slipping into a seat!
She was just wondering why alot of people were laughing at her, when she realised she was still wearing the Sorting Hat! Turning a deep shade of red, Cherrie ran back to the Headmistress and handed the Hat back to her with a small "Sorry".

 

[Hollie Ridley]

Hollie stood patiently in line with the other terrified first years. She could feel a few butterflies racing around inside her squeamish tummy, but she was not nearly as worried as the boy infront of her - he kept making massive gulps, and his face clearly told everyone he wanted to sink through the floor. She could easily understand. The first time she had tried for the school netball team had been petrifying. Seven years old, and she had stood in line with all the others and waited to see if she had qualified. She could still remember the nerves today, the sweaty palms and heavy breathing. But she had tried it again, hadn't she? She had retried the next year, and the year after that. Brave and determined, she had battled her way through three try-outs until she had made the team. It had been a long process, but Hollie never gave up when she had her mind set.
However, it didn't look like this was something you could battle again and again for. If she was put in the house she really didn't want to be in (which, coincidentally, was Slytherin), then she had no way out. She was stuck there.

A sudden fear of actually being put in Slytherin took hold of her, rooting her to the ground. Or what if she wasn't sorted at all? What if the hat told her there was a mistake and she wasn't really a witch? She was from a family of no magic, after all. And her sister Shelby was by far the cleverest. What if it was Shelby supposed to be here and not her?
Hollie was just digesting this new thought, and thinking of what would happen if it indeed turned out that way, when she heard those words she'd been waiting for...

"Ridley, Hollie!" the woman called, and Hollie felt her knees buckle as she forced her trembling legs forward. 'I'm going to do this' she decided, fiercly. 'I'll just grit my teeth, hold my head up high, and put that dratted hat on.' So she did. She held her head high, and walked to the small stool where she picked up the hat and quickly thrust it upon her head.

'Just not Slytherin' she thought, 'please, just not slytherin. Anywhere else. I'm brave aren't I? Intelligent? Loyal? But not cunning, I've never been a liar! Oh, I hope I'm not in slytherin!'

"Cunning doesn't mean you have to lie. But no, you don't belong in Slytherin. You could succeed in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff... Hmm, I see most success for you in GRYFFINDOR!

Hollie could feel a warmth spreading through her body as her brain registered what the Sorting Hat had said. The anxiety of being condemned to Slytherin lifted off her chest and she breathed freely again. She was in Gryffindor! The house for the brave! Beaming from ear to ear, she rose from the stool, legs still shaking (though now from relief) and practically skipped over to the Gryffindor table, where they welcomed her with applause.
Thank you sorting hat! she thought, and then took an empty seat beside a fellow Gryffindor first year, and turned towards the front to watch as the sorting continued.

 

[oisinke]

oisinke was sweating on the journey to hogwarts.hesaid to him shelf i have to be in gryiffindor i am so brave.................... when i got to hogwarts i was so happy to see it..................................

 

[harry95potter]

Very scary of what house i would get they called my name and i walked very slowly. I was very shy, but i knew i would get a good house. I sat in the chair and listen to the words. He said...

"You seem kind and loyal, HUFFLEPUFF is your true home.

((Remember to RP in the third person.))

 

[Mikera Fallon]

Mikera, loooked around the Great Hall, her heart pounding. There was so many people here, and now, she stand in front of them all waiting, silently for the headmistress to call her name. She looked back instead at the first years thet she was standing among. There were many who were nervous beyond beliefe, as they had looks or terror upon their faces, but then there were some who stood quite calmly and looked as though they had done this before. Mikera knew that they were all first years, and that none of them had done this before, so she came to the conclusion that they were brought up in an all wizard family.

Finally The women called out "Fallon, Mikera!" Mikera's heart just sank. She looked around hopeing to see some other student move towards the stage, but noone moved. She walked to the Stage and sat down on the stool. Trying to calm herself down the women put the hat on her head.

A bit nervous Mikera sat and waited to see what the Sorting Hat was going to say. Please not Slytherin. Please Ravenclaw would be the right choice for me. I always do good in my work and I am really smart. She thought trying to asure the Sorting Hat that she could do well in Ravenclaw. I know I can do really well in Ravenclaw, let me show you. Just please not Slytherin Mikera hoped that this would be enough to ensure the Sorting Hat that she belonged in Ravenclaw.

"You might do well in Ravenclaw, but I think you'll fit in most in GRYFFINDOR!"

 

[Toria Johnson]

Toria stood with the other students, watching them make their way up to the stool and their future, one by one. Eventually they called "Johnson, Toria", and she slowly approached. Feeling all eyes on her, she sat and let the headmistress place the hat on her head. It felt as though it were a living thing, and she could feel it looking through her thoughts and memories. 'Well,' She thought to the hat, 'I know that you probally don't care, but I have complete trust in you, and I will be happy with whatever you choose. By the way, did you know that my favorite colors are red and gold, an that I love lions? Just kidding. Choose whatever you think best.' And then Toria sat as calmly as possible, waiting too be sorted, and trying not to hyperventilate.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

 

[James Abbott]

James stood in the great hall, looking around at his fellow students. He ran his hand through his messy brown hair, he always did that when he was nervous.
'Abbott, James.'
His heart did a backflip as he walked up to the little rickety stool. When the hat was placed on his head, a small smile appeared on his face. He was finally here.
'Not slytherin, they all look so stuck up.' He thought, pleading with the old hat, 'I quite fancy Gryffindor,'
His heart did another backflip as he waited.

"I think you'd do quite well there, yes, you definitely belong in GRYFFINDOR!"

 

[Fera Abbot]

Fera heard her name called, she looked at the headmistress and nodded. She made her way up to the stool and sat down. She took a deep breath as it was being put on her head. Please put me in the house that you think is right for me, I love a challenge and I'm sly and cunning. She flipped her dark brown hair back and waited to be sorted.

"Another Abbot? Hmm, well you, like your brother, belong in GRYFFINDOR!"

 

[James Bell]

James walked up to the stool and waited for the hat to shout out the house he would be in. It was his and his sister's birthday soon.
"Hmmm... I wonder what I'll get her?" he thought

"You could fit in with any house, but I feel you will prosper most in SLYTHERIN!"

 

[Joshua Davis]

Joshua had a bad feeling. It was because he a soon-to-be-Sorted. Well, all the Unsorted probably felt that way but Joshua had extra anxiety because he was a Muggle-born. And Muggleborns didn't exactly had the greatest live expectancy rate, according to a book Joshua once read.

"Deep breaths, take deep breaths," Joshua mumbled to himself as James Abbott was Sorted into Gryffindor. It was just like surfing, wasn't it? Keep your balance and your cool and you should be able to enjoy the rest of the ride. Joshua glared at his clenched fists and stared vacantly at the stool with the odd-looking, raggeddy hat that was being used for Sorting.

"Davis, Joshua!" called out a woman as soon as a pretty girl with pigtails for Sorted into Hufflepuff. Joshua grimaced - it was his turn now. He really hoped that he wasn't put in a House like Hufflepuff; if he was shafted into there, his parents would just overlook him again in favour of his other siblings. And Slytherin was definately a no-no, considering how he was Muggleborn.

"I actually don't care what House I get in as along as I can be happy," muttered Joshua as he trudged to the front of the crowd and sat on the small stool.

Joshua felt his body twitch in strange nervousness when the witch who called out his name placed the hat on his head. It was hard to try and not show his nervousness, with all those pairs of eyes blinking at him. Joshua scowled and wrested his concentration back to the weird hat on his head.

A stupid, old hat is going to determine my fate... I just hope my mum and dad won't hate me with the House it chooses for me...

"This stupid old hat will put you in Hufflepuff if you keep it up." The sorting hat threatened, "There's the potential for wisdom in you.... RAVENCLAW!"

(OOC: I know I shouldn't do this but the PM isn't working for some reason so this is the only way... I know I did my PM Sorting Form thing in First Person, and I'm sorry. I promise I won't do that again. Can you guys please at least accept that PM thing I sent you, the one that was in First Person? Please, I don't have time to make a Third Person P.O.V. one for it, and in my post for the Sorting Hat I did post in Third Person. So please?

Can you just let me go this one time and let me in ? I'm really looking forward to this Hogwarts RPG, I promise not to cause anymore trouble.)

 

[Kate Johnson]

Kate stood there her feet glued to the spot as she mumured her parents' last words to her: "The sorting hat will put you in the house you belong, sweetheart as long as you work hard and succeed in that house they will be proud of you and remember that we will be proud of you wherever! We love you." The first J's were being called out and then ...
"Johnson, Kate!"
Her name sounded like a stranger. Her mouth dry, she weaved through the crowd of terrified others and sat on the rickety stool with the battered old hat on her head. Then, not sure whether to say the words aloud or in her head, she addressed the Sorting Hat.
I hope I won't be in Slytherin but it's up to you sorting hat, where do you think I belong? I think I have the qualities needed for Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, but I can't see myself in Slytherin. I think I'm brave, I am loyal to my friends - not to mention cheerful - and I always do well in tests... oh please sort me, I just want it to be over with!

"Yes, loyalty and kindness are deep within you... HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[Garland Blase]

Garland glanced left and right afew times, whenever a students name was called. He was trying to memorise as many people's names as possible. Not having much of a social life of his own let him down a little here. The one thing he could not do was act normally around strangers, he did not know how. So he just stayed silent as each student was sorted into their suited houses.
Garland just stood in the same place, he barely moved a muscle. Simply focus on his current goal at the time - be sorted into a house where he can excell beyond all measureable score.
Finally "Blase, Garland" came a voice from up front.
Garland steped forward, still completely in focus, his face so serious. "Just reach the sorting hat and you will be directed down the parth to your future" came a voice in his head, he did not know whether it was his own or not.
he reached the stool, sat on it and the sorting hat was placed on his head.
"Ok Mr Sorting Hat, I have seen alot of my fellow students come up here and hint or even just come right out and say what house they would like to be in, so i will not, Place me in what ever house you deem me to be worthy of and i assure you i will help that house and it's students reach heights beyond the stars, that you have my word on Sir." Garland finished and fell silent once again. He looked out across all the student of the school and then witha hint of a smile of joy he bowed his head and awaited the verdict.

"RAVENCLAW!"