The Sorting Ceremony: 2038

[Nicolette Howard]

Along with the unsorted soon to be Hogwarts students, Nicolette entered the dining room as she checked herself in the mirror making sure not even a single hair of hers go astray. She had heard many things regarding to the students of Hogwarts and is somewhat interested in jumping into the pool of troubles of the school. Colette's mine started to wander as the professor started their speeches. She nudged her sister just to annoy her and smiled when Kerryn glared at her.

"Howard, Nicolette!"

Collete heard her name being called and quickly went up to the front gracefully and sat.

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"Slytherin!"

 

[Aluetta McKelly]

The halls were decorated brightly, and the large open room that sorting was to be held in caught Aluetta's attention immediately. It was lovely to say the least, her father had not exaggerated when he said that this building was among the most beautiful in all of New Zealand. The sights and sounds of the place were overwhelming. The young, unsorted students was nearly bouncing with excitement as she watched the first few students get called up. Their were Hufflepuffs and Slytherins, Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. No one seemed unhappy with their house. She wondered if she would be cunning and in Slytherin. No, she was not too cunning, honestly. Her father said her wits were on vacation - whatever that meant. Maybe she would be with the Kind Hufflepuffs. She loved the color yellow after all, it was her favorite color. Though Lue wanted to think through the rest of the houses, her name was called before she could. The small blonde approached the stool and hopped onto it, with a rather goofy grin on her face.

The had shielded her eyes and she could no longer see. "I heard you talking, and my dad says you can hear what I think, it that true? If you can can you think back, or do you have to talk?" She smiled and giggled while seated on the stool, thinking to the hat about many things. She thought about herself and who she was, and about her half sister and how she hoped to be sorted into whatever house Saveli was in - though it seemed very unlikely. Her range of thoughts finished up within a minute, each thought flying through her skull. "I just want to learn." was the last think she thought, before the hat finally spoke her house.

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"Are you finally done? You've got quite a bit going on in that brain of yours. Good thing that I'm smart enough to sift through it all, and I know just where to place you. You're going to do great in...GRYFFINDOR!"

 

[Kerryn Howard]

Kerryn has been longing to go to Durmstrang hence she is not excited to be sorted into one of the houses in Hogwarts New Zealand. The young girl walked along with a large group of kids, heading toward somewhere only the person in charge know. Soon, the group approached a large door, inside were more students sitting in four different tables and candles floating everywhere. Kerryn stayed close with her sister who was too busy with herself. "Conceited" She whispered to her sister who looked unhappy with her comment. Being with Colette wasn't bad at all, her expression kept Kerryn entertained during the long, boring speech of the professors.

"Howard Kerryn"

At once, the cheeky young girl stopped mocking her sister and walk toward the stool and sat. 'Well hurry up' she thought as she saw an old hat being placed on her head.

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"In a rush, huh? Don't want any words of advice? Fine. RAVENCLAW!"

 

[Jewel Richards]

Jewel watched her sister as she was sorted knowing she would be called next and smiled at Jane as she headed to her house. Jewel just hoped she was in the same house as her sister since they had never been apart their whole lives so far. Jane was her best friend even after their father left and Jane closed the world out, they remained close.

'Richards, Jewel'

Upon hearing her name Jewel made her way up to the hat and sat on the stool as the hat was placed on her head. All she could think was please let me be with my sister.

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"You and your sister will still see plenty of each other, but you don't belong in Gryffindor. Your intellect and intense curiosity about life are qualities that Rowena Ravenclaw loved to see. You, my dear, belong in RAVENCLAW!"

 

[Cato Rainsworth]

At last! Hogwarts! Cato was dying to be invited to the school and gain new friends and now it's here, standing before him. He looked at the great hall in awe, there were four tables with four different symbols and colors to match the theme of each houses. "Wicked" He whispered and smiled, the young boy was just too energetic and excited to stand still. The blood rushed fast in his vein as his grin grew wider. The unsorted ones were called one by one as a speaking sorting hat was placed on them and sort them. He started wondering where he'll end up in, wherever it is Cato wont mind, he was just too excited to think properly.

"Rainsworth Cato!"

The headmaster called. Cato's eyes grew wider, he couldn't believe it's finally his turn. 'This is it' he thought and took a deep breath before walking toward the stool. Cato sat on the stool firmly and surely as his smile grew wider. Will he be in the same house as his elder sister who went to Hogwarts England? Let's see what happens.

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"Gryffindor!"

 

[Stella Lagowski]

There was a distinctive buzz of excitement in the clear night air as the new students made their way up the stone steps outside. The castle was already wide awake, a warm and welcoming amber light filling almost every window, beckoning the students in. Stella Lagowski was grateful for the vast number of steps leading to the front doors. Her legs had been aching from sitting on the Hogwarts Express for so long, and she was happy to be moving again. She glanced at her fellow students. So these are the people I'm going to be spending the next seven years with, Stella thought. She couldn't even imagine which house she was going to be sorted in, though she did have an idea of where she'd like to be.

The heavy doors swung open, and the students flooded into the lobby. Stella didn't know where to look first. The castle was truly beautiful. Just for a moment, she almost forgot that she was away from home, and that she wouldn't be returning for many weeks. The smell of roast chicken, potatoes, garlic, mint, gravy and many other delicious foods wafted through the cracks of the great hall's door. Stella's stomach began to rumble, reminding her that she hadn't eaten in almost twenty four hours.

Moments later, the students were being ushered into the great hall. A sea of eyes watched as they made their way to the front, and waited for their names to be called. Stella wasn't one to get nervous, but her hands had suddenly become rather clammy. This was a big moment. Where she was placed now would affect the way she lived the next few years of her life, and she truly hoped the sorting hat knew what it was doing. It had certainly done a good job so far, as most of the students seemed pleased with the house they had been appointed to. There were exceptions, of course, and Stella sincerely hoped she wasn't going to be one of them.

'Lagowski, Stella!'

Stella made her way up to the stool and sat still as the hat was placed on her head. It felt warm, though she wasn't entirely sure if that was from the last student's head, or just because the sorting hat seemed to be alive. She closed her eyes, plunging the world into darkness as she awaited the hat's verdict.

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"Reeeelax. Let's see...You're going to do just fine in ...HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[myeeshell]

As the door of the Great Hall opens, my heart begins to beat up so fast. My palms began to sweat and I can only feel my self not the world. As I walk across the hallway together with other students who will also be sorted, I felt a bit nervous with all the eyes staring at me. I don't like the feeling of being stared, it feels like someone is invading my privacy.

I could see the sorting hat now, it's really old and torn. I wonder what kind of magic has been put on the hat to make live for a hundred years. Then it starts to sing! A happy tune. I can't really hear well, or maybe just because I'm just too nervous. I wonder if the house I'll be sorted into will be nice to me. Oh, the Sorting hat just stopped singing and professor just started calling out names. I need to relax now. There's nothing to be afraid of. It's just the sorting.

3 names were called
9 names
11 names

"Invictus Sola"

It's me. Take a breathe now.
I put the sorting hat in my head and then it talked then shouted.....

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"Gryffindor!"

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[Lily Allingham]

Lily was nervously standing next to her adoptive brother.She wondered what was going on his mind, if he was as nervous as she was. Probably not knowing Vincent as well as she did. He was probably excited right now and by the look on his face he was already planning some sort of mischief in his mind.

"Allingham, Lily."

On hearing her name she went and sat down as the sorting hat was placed on her head

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"Ravenclaw!"

 

[Vincent Allingham]

Randy was excited, he couldn't wait to learn more about magic than what he had read about on the way to the School.He was also had several ideas of mischief he could cause already. He watched his sister get sorted and gave her a smile as she went to sit with her new house. He guessed that meant he was next.

"Allingham, Vincent"

As his sister had done, Vincent went and sat on the stool as the sorting hat was placed on his head.

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"I know just where to put you...GRYFFINDOR!"

 

[Nadine Nix]

Nadine was happy to be finally going to Hogwarts after her older siblings having all attended the school.Her half-sisters had graduated two years ago. Nadine watched as the other students were sorted into their houses by the sorting hats. She wondered what house she would be sorted into; Ryan had been a Slytherin, Jazz was a Gryffindor while Jadelyn who had only done her last three years of education at Hogwarts had been a Ravenclaw. It didn't matter to Nadine where she ended up.

"Nix, Nadine"

Taking a seat as the sorting hat was placed on her head, Nadine suddenly realized she was nervous even though she didn't mind where she ended up.

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"Gryffindor!"

 

[Idris Avondale]

As Idris stood amongst the crowd of other new students, he couldn't help but drum fingers against his leg as he waited. Around him, the dark haired boy was all too aware the the waves of nervous energy that his fellow first-years seemed to be giving off in waves. His tapping increased. It wasn't a sign of anxiety but irritation, which only grew as he listened with fierce concentration to the song the Sorting Hat sung.

It was a nice song, if you liked that sort of thing. The hat must spend all year finding new and witty ways to summarise the four houses. Which was the problem, really. Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw. Four very different houses, four very different pathways for him to take. The problem was that he had no idea where he'd be sorted. Of course, no one else did, either. But Idris prided himself on the fact that he was relatively intelligent, and he'd thought it would be easy enough to puzzle out his house. Unfortunately, he couldn't have been more wrong.

The headmistress started calling names, and the grey eyed boy chewed on his lip thoughtfully as he watched students walk up to the hat. The problem he'd encountered was that while each house had aspects that fit him, there were trait others that didn't. He was probably smart enough for Ravenclaw, brave enough for Gryffindor, resourceful enough for Slytherin, and he certainly valued fair play like the hat had said about Hufflepuff. He couldn't understand how you could just box up a person and stick them in a single house. However, if there was one thing he knew for certain, it was that had little desire to end up in Ravenclaw. He might be intelligent, but there was more to life than how smart you were and how many books you'd read. Of course, he doubted he had much say in where he'd end up. At least his parents didn't mind where he ended up, so long as he was happy.

"Avondale, Idris"

At the sound of his name, Idris took a deep breath, adjusted his glasses, straightened his back and walked towards the stage with as steady a pace as he could manage. After several long seconds, he made it to the stool. It took a great deal of self restraint to stop himself flopping down on it, but it was he managed it, just. Sitting there, he looked out over the sea of students. Soon, he'd be sitting at one of those tables. He could only hope the hat had an easier time figuring out where he belonged than he had.

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[Avery Marshall]

The moment was finally here. Avery had been preparing herself for this for a few years now, yet she still felt like she wasn't ready. Not that it really mattered, she had never doubted herself being accepted into Hogwarts and she will not doubt herself being placed into the House that's right for her. The doors to the Great Hall opened and the group of first years made their way to the front of the Hall, where they came to a halt. Avery took a moment to take in the students around her. They looked nervous, some even scared. She didn't feel the need to be any of that. In the end here was nothing to worry about, was there?

One by one names started to be called and one by one the students around her started to leave the group and join one of the House tables. It took a while to get there, but finally a familiar sound sounded in the girls ears. "Marshall, Avery." Confident as she was and with a big smile on her face Avery stepped forward and sat down on the stool, facing everyone in the Great Hall. She felt the hat being placed on top of her head and without losing her smile for a second, she waited for its judgement.

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"Slytherin!"

 

[Ewan Yates]

It took awhile, but eventually his name was called out. ''Yates, Ewan!'' Ewan looked around, inhaled deeply and smiled before approacing the three-legged stool that stood in front of the hall. This is it, this is the moment he had been waiting for, the moment that would decide his furture. The Sorting Hat was gently placed on top of his head, and all Ewan had to do was wait for its outcome

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"Ravenclaw!"

 

[Akira Kazama]

Akira hated feeling crowded like she did now, waiting to be sorted. She kept her head down as she heard name after name be called and subsequently sorted into their houses. Akira was unsure to which house she would belong to. She knew she was unlikely to be sorted into Gryffindor or Slytherin. She was in no ways brave nor was she cunning ambition-driven by any stretch of the imagination. That left Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. She had no preference to which she ended up sorted into, just as long as she felt like she belonged there.

"Kazama, Akira"

'Please let this be over quickly' She thought to herself as she made her way up to the three-legged stool. Sitting on the stool she looked out at the great hall before the hat covered her eyes.

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"Make this quick? Ok then. HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[Lizeth Sarkozi-Gereben]

Lizeth walked solemnly into the great hall trailing behind even the last stragglers to avoid coming into contact with anyone else. It was far to crowed for her liking but at least she was as far away from France and her family as possible. At least she was on her own, just how she liked it. Ducking her head she peered around through the curtains of her hair careful not to catch anyone's eye. Looking at the sea of faces and the four different house colours Lizeth couldn't help but wonder what house she would be sorted into. Her father had been in Slytherin and her mother Ravenclaw the blond didn't fancy being in the same house as her parents. So that left Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. She didn't feel particularly strongly towards either of those houses 'I guess it's the sorting hat's choice' she thought to herself. Stopping several paces behind the group she waited impatiently for her name to be called.

"Sarkozi-Gereben, Lizeth"

Sighing Lizeth carefully weaved through the crowd avoiding bumping into anyone. Reaching the stool she carefully sat down, perching herself on it as the hat was placed on her head. She flinched slightly at the odd sensation of the hat touching her head and her once chatty mind fell silent. 'Uh...' she thought, 'Um, Gryffindor or Hufflepuff please...' she asked politely fidgeting impatiently longing for the hat to be taken off her head. All eyes were on her as she waited for the verdict.

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"Gryffindor wouldn't be good for you. No, no, no. You belong in...HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[Francesca Arlett]

Francesca followed the rest of the first years into the great hall. She expected very little of this school. She would have wanted to attend her sister's school, but because Elizabeth had been hired as a professor her, she had no choice but to attend Hogwarts just like his two older brothers. She supposed that it would be fine though. After all, Hogwarts had a rich history. It was able to produce some of the greatest wizards of all times. His older brothers had told her stories about the school, even about the professors too. She didn't believe everything that they said of course, but from their stories, this seemed like an interesting place to be. Hogwarts may not be her first choice for a school, but she supposed the it would do.

She had her arms folded, listening to the whispers of the first years around her. Unlike them, she wasn't nervous. At least, that was what she wanted to believe. There was nothing to worry about really. If it was the houses, she didn't have any preference. Asa and Macy often argued about which founder was the greatest, but in her opinion, it was useless to argue about such thing, especially if they didn't have any sufficient evidence to back their points. She didn't really care which house she was sorted into. Whichever house she would be placed in, she knew that there bound to be people who would annoy her anyway. She listened as the headmistress gave her speech. The school's sorting process was quite interesting. She doubted that she would ever see anything more peculiar than the sorting hat talking. That caused her to drop her indifferent mask and raise an eyebrow. She turned to look for her sister and surveyed the crowd for her older brothers. So this was what they were talking about. She unfolded her arms, waiting for her turn to arrive.

"Arlett, Francesca" the headmistress called out his name. She took a deep breath before she began walking graciously towards the front. Be calm. Don't mess up. She held her head high, she was not going to make a fool out of herself in front of these students. She climbed up the stood, her feet barely touching the floor. She scanned the crowd once more for her siblings, looking for some form of support which she tried to convince herself she didn't need. She rested her hands on her lap as the sorting hat was placed on her head. She could barely see anything, and she almost panicked. She didn't like the dark. She had a lot of things to ask the hat, wondering whether it would answer her or not. But not being able to see was making her feel slightly uncomfortable. She was usually confident and proud, but she didn't like having her eyes covered. "Just make your decision already," The young girl whispered.​

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"Make my decision already? Hmm...let's see. You're smart but not right for Ravenclaw. Or Gryffindor. Oh, but you are quite the ambitious one aren't you? And not afraid to do what you need to do to get ahead. You know where I'm going to put you, right? I've known all along, but you were trying to rush me along. You'll learn how to be even more ambitious and maybe a few other things in...Slytherin!"

 

[Carol Wicker]

The decision to leave her mother, her only close family left since her father had passed, had been a long and difficult one. Carol had spent the many months following the day she'd first received her letter simply mulling it over and over again, uncertain of what to do. Was it a good idea? She'd spent her whole life on the move, traveling from town to town, even country to country, and now she had the opportunity to settle down in one spot and learn all about her powers and the magical world as a whole. Of course, her mother could teach her, but she lacked the expertise and broad range of subjects that Hogwarts had to offer. Eventually she came to a decision. Her mother had urged her to go, suggesting it was best for her and that she'd be fine on her own. But, if she didn't like it, she could always return home. So, it was settled. She'd give it a go and see what it was like.

Now she stood amongst a crowd of other eleven year old children, her mother's favourite shawl draped across her arms for reassurance. She'd never made friends before, but of course her family had never stayed in one spot for long enough for her to really build any sort of relationship. It had always been fine in the past however, she was content with escaping to the fictional universes buried deep within a novel, or she'd converse with the various potted plants and herbs they grew as she watered them. Living in the castle was going to be a massive change.

"Candlelight, Carol."

In almost no time at all, her name was called. She'd always liked hearing her name. The surname was unusual, but her parents had ditched the names they'd been born with when they started traveling around and leading new lives. At least they hadn't picked something like Starchild. Carol stepped forward, her fingertips gently tugging at the corners of her shawl, feeling the familiar silky fabric and envisioning her mother by her side, every step of the way as she walked across the hall. Reaching the stool, she turned on her heel and took a seat, before the garment was slowly lowered onto her head.

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"Ravenclaw!"

 

[Amy Applewhite]

Today was finally the day that Amy would go to Hogwarts, she had packed her trunk and had already said goodbye to everyone in the village she lived in. She had checked her trunk every day since it was packed,so she would not miss anything. Amy was not a kid with lots of patience and her tiny feet were tapping on the nice birch wooden flooring, sometimes the feet tapping began automatically and she did not really have control over this. Amy was standing in front of her mirror, taking a brush trough her red hair. ''I wonder if the castle is as nice as everyone says it is, what if people do not like me, what if I do not like them'' So many questions swirled through her mind, she has always been an over thinker and she would not make decisions before she had thought of all possible outcomes and situations. Amy had even stressed about which trunk to bring, the brown or the black one. Her mom had decided now, since she also did not want to wait a full year for Amy to be ready. ''Cookie?'' she heard from downstairs, of course it was her dad with his embarrassing nickname. ''Ugh, me and my Oreo loving addiction.'' Amy mumbled. ''Coming Dad!'' and Amy was off, her trunk in her left hand and a fast pet over Buster and she was off to the platform. Her mom was at work so she was stuck with her dad. She did not mind this, since she loved both of them a lot. The car ride to the train station took way too long in the eyes of Amy and she started to tap her fingers on her knee. That was another of those automatically movements that happened. Amy was pretty stressed to get sorted, her dad had explained sorting to her and she had even read about it, but it was still something new, a new adventure to start. When Amy was stressed the movements appeared more frequently, she was used to it, but sometimes she would still fall over her own two legs. When they arrived at the train station it was already filled with muggles, witches, wizards and every other type of people there is in our world. A old man walked up to her to ask her where platform four to perth was, Amy turned bright red and hid herself behind her dad. She did not want to look weak so she fastly pointed in the right way. Amy was a bit people shy and especially in stressful situations, Amy could not handle it all.

Once at the platform, the train could not come fast enough. She had taken her drawing pad with her and started a base for a new drawing she was going to make in the train. ''Daddy, I will miss you.'' She said in a soft voice, she did not look up to her dad, but kept looking at the grey lines that had started to appear on the white parchment. A red train entered with lots of noise and that meant it was time to go for Amy. A fast hug for her dad and a kiss, she went on the train for her new adventure. When she found a seat in the large train, she finally got the time to calm down and the tapping stopped. The train finally stopped and they arrived at the castle. Amy recognized some of the plant life here and there, she studied it at home. She loved to study flowers, how they grew and what they became at the end. ''This looks lovely.'' Amy whispered to rather silently. ''I hope the sorting starts soon, I am so excited.'' this time she said it a bit harder and she saw other people staring at her. The thing is that Amy new she would be the first to be called out. Both her names started with an A, which was really annoying when she was little. When they entered the great hall, she could see the castle looked like the images she had seen in her books. They matched pretty well and this gave Amy the structure that she needed. What Amy did not like was that it felt that everyone was staring at her, her shyness crept over her and she started to turn a light tone of red. Amy wanted to take a piece of parchment and start to draw this all, she saw ideas flower in front of her. The ceremony began and for Amy it could have been shorter, she was never a really bad girl, but she was impatient. The impatientness was a thing that stayed with Amy since she was little, she could never wait for anything and everything had to come when she wanted it to come. If something could not be arranged quickly, Amy would be creative and would think of another option, so it would still be on time for her. All this thinking made her zone out the ceremony until she heard an old voice in the room. ''Applewhite, Amy'' ''Oh me...finally.'' she whispered while staring at the ground. With a slight smile on her face, she walked up to the stool waiting for her verdict. ''Hat please be nice for me, I know you will, I already read that you were.'' Amy was not the biggest fan of reading, but it calmed her down for a some reason. She could read pretty fast and somehow it all stayed in that big brain of hers. Still stuck in thought she felt the fabric touching her red hair.

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"You'll do great in...HUFFLEPUFF!"

 

[Ozias Fowler]

He was finally here, Ozias had been uncharacteristically energetic ever since he'd been accepted. As the doors to the Great Hall opened he practically ran in knocking other shambling first years out of the way skidding to a stop as the sheer size of the hall overwhelmed him. Ozias' palms had been profusely sweating for a few minutes now as he waited for his name to finally be called.

"Folwer, Ozias"

As he approached the stool Ozias' excitement turned to worry. What if he wasn't actually good enough to be taught and was sent to work in the kitchens instead? "Don't be silly" Ozias told himself as the hat dropped past his curly hair over his eyes.

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"Calm yourself. You'll do just fine in Ravenclaw!"

 

[Aethlinde Arlett]

Aethlinde stumbled into the Great Hall behind the rest of the group of first years as she had to wonder why she was here. She really wanted to decline going to this school. In reality, she would really much rather continue her schooling at home but of course her mother and older siblings would have none of that. And well, maybe it didn't take much convincing to actually get her to come here and it was also probably a good idea to be with Fran. After all, while she may prove to be a bit of a handful at times, they were still twin and Aeli knew that she could at least count on her sister when it matters most, even if it wouldn't be all of the time. Well, that was at least progress considering Fran's attitude towards most people. The young girl sighed as she stopped behind the group and kept her head bowed as if that would keep her presence from being hidden from the eyes of the older students within the hall. Sadly, her presence was not to be kept a secret as her name was almost instantly called by the Headmistress at the front of the group.

"Arlett, Aethlinde."

Aeli squeaked knowing that she would have to go to the front of the group and in front of everybody in the room. She didn't want that but, apparently, she had no choice. She opted to go around the crowd of first years, squeaking and stammering a couple of apologies as she passed by them, including her sister, to which she glanced a look of plea which was totally ignored since Fran was seemingly preoccupied with her thoughts or looking for other people within the room. Well, she really had no choice, and there was no prolonging this any more than it has been. The young girl gulped, kept her head down and let her hair fall to the sides of her face as she whispered, "I'm here," to the Headmistress and sat herself on the stool. She bit her lip and kept her eyes closed as she felt the Sorting Hat being placed on her head. But more than that, she felt all eyes on her as they waited for the Sorting Hat's decision, but more than anything, she just wanted to get out of here and hide somewhere. She didn't want this attention and all she could do was sit and wait and bear with the eyes that settled on her petite figure as she whispered a small one-word plea to the Sorting Hat. "Please."

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"Ooh...where to put you? This is a tough one. Ravenclaw and Slytherin would not be good for you. I think Helga's house would be good for you. You'll learn a lot about hard work. Hufflepuff!"

 

[Henry Joussane]

As he hears his named being called, Henry takes a slight huff before proceeding to trail to the front of the stage. It wouldn't matter to him what the decision of the hat would be, although he prefers to be sitting down at the tables due to his tired, aching legs. Sitting down on the stool, Henry scans his surroundings. Thousands of eyes were set on him. The interest, however, did not excite his body. He could only stare at the enormous door at the back of the room. Oh, wouldn't it be fun to walk out of the hall as soon as possible.

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"Is this too boring for you? Let's see what you have going on in there? Hmm...maybe you'll find your new house more interesting. Slytherin!"

 

[Bridget Cross]

Bridget arrived at the castle of Hogwarts, she had talked to some of the other students, but they had bored her slightly. None of the other students had any clue, what they wanted to become later in life and what they would do at Hogwarts. Bridget needed the structure and had made plans to make her stay as time efficient as possible. The large bit of parchment that was peeking out of her bag container her plans and new ideas she had come up with. When they finally arrived at the castle, Bridget was pretty tired and her mind was on the path of sleeping, but she would not have time to sleep anyway. The first thing on her agenda was exploring the castle, for the fastest way to classes. Bridget was lazy and she did not want to walk any longer then she would have to. Her last name would be called out pretty soon, but Bridget did not care in which she would be in. All houses had their qualities, some were just a bit better, but that was a whole other story. Bridget started to grow impatient when she saw all the tables that would be soon filled with food. Her parents were not rich and the food that would be displayed here, was nothing she had ever seen in her short tiny life. ''Ugh, how long do you think this will take, I know the hat is smart and all, but this is ridiculous.'' She said to no one in particular, someone would have probably had heard her and the thought of that, was not a good one. A giant strand of red hair covered the left side of her face, although she was hiding behind it, she was scanning this hall with every minute this ceremony lasted. ''Cross, Bridget'' ''That is me.'' And she stepped forward, to let the hat make the final decision. She was not shy anymore at that moment, this was way more important than her foolish childish shyness. She hoped for Ravenclaw, that was the most productive for her. At home she had researched all the houses and Ravenclaw topped them all with a mere 5 percent.
"You're smart but not wise. You're driven though, very driven in all that you do. You'll reach your goals in...Slytherin!" [

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[Danielle Gates]

Danielle feasted her eyes with the magnificent decor of the Great Hall..All the stories her brothers told her were all true..They were quite a number of first years this term,some of those she already met on the train..All were quiet as the headmaster gave the welcome speech and all were amazed as the Sorting Hat sang..She even giggled to some words which she found funny yet she was transfixed at how the history of the school was woven into a song..She paid attention to the style of the melody as she was a musician herself..

After the hat sang,the deputy headmaster,as what here brothers call it,stepped forward with a long piece of parchment..Danielle guessed it right when the reading of their names started..She clapped along with the others as she saw her friends got sorted..She felt increasingly nervous but maintained a calm face..About halfway into the list,"Danielle Corelli", was called out..Danielle smoothed out her robe before making her way to the front,up the small platform where a single stool stood..She breathed deeply as she sat down,waiting for the hat to be placed on her head..

It felt like forever sitting there..Danielle glanced up as she felt the hat twitched and cleared its throat..She held her breath,waiting for its next words........

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"Hufflepuff!"

 

[Olivia Havelock]

From the moment her sister received her letter Olivia had dreamed of the day she would enter Hogwarts herself. Information provided by her sister had given the blonde a clear picture of the school she was walking into. Despite eventually receiving a letter herself, Olivia's attitude towards her sister over the last her had changed their relationship in a way she never thought possible so on top of making a dent in the libraries books her priority for the semester was to make things up to her sister. Olivia had initially sat along on the Hogwarts express coming into the school only to be joined later by a group of first years much to her relief. Meeting people in the same boat as her made her relax a little, her sister Victoria had explained what was waiting for her at the other end of the train, namely the sorting ceremony. All Olivia knew of the houses was Victoria's slightly bias few that Hufflepuff was the best of the four, she described Ravenclaw as the know it all house, Gryffindor as the house brawn over brain and Slytherin as a load of creeps and jerks. Olivia didn't know what to think, she dreaded to think where she would end up and how her sister’s opinion of her would be effected by which house she ended up in.

After the train docked in the station and a short boat ride later Olivia and her fellow first years were gathering outside the doors of the main hall. She knew what was on the other side of those doors. Every student in the school, her sister and the dreaded sorting hat. After a quick introduction from a member of staff they were lead into the hall and taken towards the stool where the hat sat. One by one students were taken up to try the hat on and assigned their house. Soon it was Olivia's turn, she walked forward shyly, as she turned to face the room full of students to sit on the stool she tried to locate her sister in the crowd but in her moment of blind panic she didn't even know which table to look at. Giving up on finding her, she closed her eyes and waited as the hat was lowered onto her head.

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"Ravenclaw!"

 

[Calvin Alexandros]

As it appeared to Calvin, not one thing in the large dinning room hall seemed to belong to the real world. And, as his exposure to the castle and magic continued, he couldn't help but realize how horribly mundane a world he had left behind. Calvin's eyes scuttled about the room, as he grappled with all of the reality-shattering enchantments which gave the dinning room hall its irresistible allure. With scrutiny, he squinted at the twinkling starlit ceiling. "Those aren't... just painted on stars he whispered aloud, audibly surprised. "They wouldn't be able to shimmer like that if it was just paint". Calvin was transfixed. He had never spent much time outside of the city, and so to see so many stars would have been beautiful enough. However, to see them indoors was something else to behold entirely. Calvin was easily enough herded to a waiting area with the other first year students. Without a doubt the bewilderment in his eyes could have been spotted from across the hall.

"Alexandros, Calvin!" the headmistress announced. Calvin awkwardly sifted his was between the students ahead of him until he got to the front of the 1st year crowd. The headmistress gently motioned to the stool in front of her. Calvin, not minding the limelight at all, slowly and confidently walked towards the headmistress. The whole time thinking, "this my chance, I can make a big impression to the whole school. I just need to think of something cool to do". In what he imagined would be an elegant flourish, he tried to jump onto the stool with a spin like motion. However, indoor parkour takes a certain level of practice to be elegant, and instead Calvin hopped onto the chair tipping it on to its two legs. It could have ended much worse, however Calvin was caught by the headmistress who easily enough put the stool back onto four legs. "Be careful now" She warned as the hat was plopped onto Calvin's head.

The hat occluded Calvin's eyes. The darkness was, surprisingly comforting. Calvin could feel his cheeks were burning from his failed jump. "So... you can see into my mind?" He thought, not really sure what to expect. "Are you like Professor X? Can... can you like... use your powers to unlock some crazy magic potential? Or like at least think of a good superhero name that would fit me well?"

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"Professor X? Superheroes? You're a wizard. And, I can't unlock anything. You've got it all in that head of yours, and you'll unlock it over the next seven years. I know just where you'll do it too...GRYFFINDOR!"