The sorting hat

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Chuuya pov

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Chuuya pov

He remembered being prodded awake from a doze that he didn't necessarily remember falling asleep in by Dazai and seeing a middle  aged woman with a cart that contained a bizarre collection of chocolate frogs and other unusual objects and foods.He looked over to see what the others were doing Ron was stalking up on chocolat frogs and cakes with Neville and Ginny while Hermione was taking a type of taffe. Dazai looked just about as confused as I did but took 2 chocolate frogs none the less for us to share.

"Hey Ron, what are these chocolate frog things" Chuuya asked

"Mmm? Oh yeah I forgot you guys aren't used to these types of foods being from japan" he swallowed "when you unwrap the foil the frog will try to run away but once you break it it will look like an ordinary chocolate, on the inside there is a photo of great wizards like dumbledore ect ect I dont know any more great wizards Ron replied through a mouthful of chocolate, rapidly stuffing more food into his mouth 

After finishing their pastries, Chuuya noticed that the train was slowing down, when he looked out the window mouth made a small 'O', their was a huge castle with absurd creatures such as black winged horses, an enormous squid in a lake  their was a large lake with something that he couldn't really see as any animal that he knew of

Once the train stopped and the kids started heading to the castle, Dazai and Chuuya entered along with Neuville, Ron, Ginny and Hermione a woman pulled Chuuya and Dazai aside, the Ginger assumed she was in her 50s.She wore a tight bun and a pointed black witches hat. Her beaty black eyes behind gold rimmed spectacles were fixed apron the two adolescents.

"I assume you two boys are Osamu Dazai and Chuuya Nakahara" She asked, Her voice was stern with a clear sound of authority. 

"Yep" The taller said

"My name is Professor McGonagle, I am a teacher working here and you will call me either miss or professeur" She paused for a moment "We will have you two be sorted, come with me the hat has started its song now"

Once they got to where the "sorting" was they saw a hat with eyes and a mouth, it looked quite old and shabby but it sang none the less

(You dont have to red this if you dont want to)

One thousand years ago this story starts
There were four sorcerers with strong and kind hearts
Bold Gryffindor from wild moor
Fair Ravenclaw from glen
Sweet Hufflepuff from valley broad
Shrewd Slytherin from fen
They had a dream to teach all that they knew
Witches and wizards came far and it grew
'Til a castle stood tall by the shores of a lake
And a thousand years later the magic remainsOld Hogwarts Sorting Hat sing me a song
Speak in my head tell me where I belong
And when things look bad and there's no where to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as oneBrave Godric Gryffindor favoured the strong
Those who had courage and knew right from wrong
And Rowena Ravenclaw taught only the best
So kind Helga Hufflepuff would teach all the rest
But Salazar Slytherin had is own plans
He thought the Muggle-borns didn't understand
The subtleties of magic and so he devised
The Chamber of Secrets with a monster insideOld Hogwarts Sorting Hat sing me a song
Speak in my head tell me where I belong
And when things look bad and there's no where to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as oneOld Hogwarts Sorting Hat sing me a song
Speak in my head tell me where I belong
And when things look bad and there's no where to run
Unite all the houses and we'll fight as oneUnite all the houses and we'll fight as one.

After the song ended the first years clapped and professor McGonagle started calling the kids up to get sorted by the sorting hat.When it was finally Chuuyas turn to get sorted, he walked up to the stool set up by professeur Mgconagal, as she placed the hat on his head (that was a little bit too big for Chuuya, slipping a little bit past his eyes.) He could feel the hat searching through painful memories of his past.A trigger was almost pulled in that second that felt like it took so long to pass finally ended and the sorting hat said "Gryffindor" in a pained voice. Chuuya could feel McGonagall's eyes on the back of his neck, he could hear the clapping of the Griffyndors and usher that came from Ron's mouth, telling him to sit next to him, but it felt so distant... It felt so unreal...,and what he could think about was the memory that was just triggered.

The next, and last student to be called up to the sorting hat was Dazai, the brunette set down on the stool as a Mgconagal placed the sorting out on his head. The whole room go silent that wasn't say anything it was just there... but finally it whispered in a hollow voice "Slytherin".

Hey! So i just wanted to mention that i got my inspiration off of Magic and mystery on ao3, you should definitely go check it out its by allegory_of_hatred. I hope you liked this chapter, again, I promise the chapters will get longer as time goes by.

-Sophie 👾

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