The Philosopher's Stone

Chapter 7 (The Sorting Hat)

Me: Hey! I'm sorry this took forever. High school is hell.

Danny: ...Are you seriously referencing musicals?

Me: Maybe?

Danny: Seriously?

Me: Oh shush. Just do the disclaimer please.

Danny: Danny Phantom and Harry Potter, along with their characters, don't belong to Waves-Of-Fury.

Me: Nope! Now, ONTO THE STORY!

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The door swung open at once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and Danny's first thought was that this was not someone to mess with.

"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.

"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here."

She pulled the door wide. The entrance hall was so big you could have fit the whole of the Danny and Tyler's house in it.

The stone walls were lit with flaming torches like the ones at Gringotts, the ceiling was too high to make out, and a magnificent marble stair- case facing them led to the upper floors.

They followed Professor McGonagall across the flagged stone floor. Danny could hear the noise of hundreds of voices from a doorway to the right — the rest of the school must already be here — but Professor McGonagall showed the first years into a small, empty chamber off the hall.

They crowded in, standing closer together than they would usually have, looking around  nervously.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your Houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your House will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your House, sleep in your House dormitory, and spend free time in your House common room.

"The four Houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each House has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hog- warts, your triumphs will earn your House points, while any rule- breaking will lose House points. At the end of the year, the House with the most points is awarded the House cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever House becomes yours.

"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting."

Her eyes lingered for a moment on Neville's cloak, which was fastened under his left ear, and on Ron's smudged nose. Harry ner- vously tried to flatten his hair and Danny attempted to do the same to no avail.

"I shall return when we are ready for you," said Professor Mc- Gonagall. "Please wait quietly."
She left the chamber.

"How exactly do they sort us into Houses?" Harry asked Ron.

"Some sort of test, I think. Fred said it hurts a lot, but I think he was joking."

Danny's stomach lurched. A test? In front of the whole school? But he didn't know any magic yet — what on earth would he have to do? He hadn't expected something like this the moment they arrived. He looked around anxiously and saw that everyone else looked terrified, too. No one was talking much except Hermione Granger, who was whispering very fast about all the spells she'd learned and wondering which one she'd need.