The doors were opening to the Great Hall, Brady had a rush of adrenaline running through him. He couldn't believe he was here! His grandfather and his grandmother had always told him stories about Hogwarts. He had even heard stories from his uncles and his aunts. He remembered some of the stories his older cousins had told him as well. He knew almost everything that was to know about this castle and he knew that he was still going to get lost on his way to his classes. Bradson followed the rest of the first years into the Great Hall. He watched as everyone looked up in awe at the ceiling.

"Aren't most of you from magical family's? It's like you lot haven't see magic before." The Scottish boy shook his head. "That fancy looking sky up there with the moon and floating candles that called magic, who would have known that." Some people were just so dumb. His sassiness and sarcasm was on full power tonight. Then he thought about it for minute. "If you're a muggleborn I'll let your shocked faces slide because you haven't grown up are magic all your lives." In Brady's opinion muggles and muggleborns were pretty cool, well some of them.

The eleven year old looked around waiting for his name to be called. He had a feeling he would be in Gryffindor or maybe Slytherin, he had found that he had most of those qualities for both of the houses. His Aunt Katlas even said that he would be perfect for Slytherin but his Uncle Casper always told him that he would make a very good Gryffindor.

Maybe he would be next very soon? He was just getting impatient right now. "Somerhalder, Bradson." THAT WAS HIS NAME! Brady went up to the stool and took a seat on it. He felt the hat on his head. "Just to let you know it's Brady not Bradson." He said giving the hat some attitude.

"Somerhalder. Somerhalder. God help us all with that last name. Hmm.. Your father was in Hufflepuff and your mother was a Slytherin but you would fit very well in Gryffindor...where shall I put you?" Brady sighed as he waited for the hat to say something useful. He hadn't heard anything useful so far. "Maybe I should put you in Ravenclaw so they can have a chuckle with someone like you in their house." He heard the hat pause again. This hat was messing with him? Wasn't he? "Don't turn out like your father....HUFFLEPUFF!"

It was about time! What did he mean by 'don't turn out like your father'? Who says that? Brady took off the hat and jumped off the stool and walked over towards the Hufflepuff table.