They were Dragons, but not any dragons. There was a Peruvian Vipertooth dragon stood at every entrance to the castle. Fire was being breathed into the skies. The smooth scales shined in the moonlight as the students walked past.
”Whoa, well, Hagrid is going to enjoy this year,” Ron said with a bit of fear in his voice. ”What if it eats someone?”
”Ronald, I’m sure these dragons are trained,” Hermione said trying to assure Ron that they wouldn’t be eaten. “However, this breed of dragon certainly has a liking to human blood.” She added smiling. “But lets go into the hall, sorting will be about to start.” Hermione gestured to the others as she began walking but Hagrid appeared.
”Hagrid,” Harry shouted.
”Hullo Harry, Ron, Hermione. How are yeh?”
”Great,” they said. “Was this your idea?” Ron asked.
Hagrid looked at Ron and chuckled. “I mighta said somethin’, but Charlie helped. They came here with a violent temper, tried eating me. After Charlie was done with them they were as kind as Norbert.” Norbert was Hagrid’s previous dragon, and he was not kind. “Now you’ll need to go into the hall, Professor Orios wants a word with you all.”
”Who’s he?” Harry asked.
”Oh boy,” Hagrid said going red. “I wasn’t supposed to tell you his name. Go on then, he’ll be waiting.”

They walked to the gates following the line of people. As they entered the castle, a few new faces were walking around.
As Harry walked into the great hall he noticed three new men sat on the staff table, one of them being very big. As Harry took a seat on the Gryffindor table someone shouted “It’s him, Harry Potter.”
Harry turned around looking at the person who said it. It seemed to be a first year, but no first years were supposed to be in yet. They saw that Harry was looking at them and began waving madly. Harry smiled and turned around feeling strange. He had forgotten that he was the child that everyone knew about. For once he felt normal.

The man sat at the staff table wearing glasses stood up as the final students entered.
”Welcome everyone, to another year of Hogwarts. I am Professor Fide Orios, the new headmaster.
We have three new staff this year, including me. This year we will have two Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers.
First, Professor Sollers Sawyer will be your teacher who will tell you everything about the theory behind Dark arts, as well as teaching you new spells. Professor Reid Quarterman will have practical lessons, practicing spells for your safety. I hope that you treat these two magnificent men well; they have been through a lot in their lives, at such young ages.”

”As you have all noticed, dragons have been placed at every entrance. They may not look vicious, but I assure you that they are. So, for your safety, don’t get in there ways.”
He began looking at a few Hufflepuffs talking to each other. “So, I hear you ask who I am? I have been an Auror for 5 years and I am the chief of all Aurors. My partners will be patrolling the castle, inside and out. And now, enough of the boring talk let the sorting begin.

Professor McGonagall walked into the hall, carrying an old hat, with a line of scared looking first years behind her. She placed the hat on a stool and said clearly, “When I call your name you will come and put the hat on. When the hat says your house you will sit at the correct table. Ainge, Sam.” A boy walked up to the hat trembling. As the hat touched his head it shouted “Ravenclaw.” Everyone began clapping hard. The next girl was sorted in Hufflepuff, then Slytherin. Two boys were put into Hufflepuff and two girls and a boy were put into Gryffindor. One of the last to be sorted was “Thorn, Alex.” As his name was called, everyone looked at the group of unsorted students as they all looked at each other. A person seemed to be missing.
Professor McGonagall looked at Hagrid, and he understood. As he stood up to search for the child, a boy walked between the tables up to the stage.
”Im sorry Professor, I didn’t know. I came in from the start at sat over there. Please don’t send me home.” The boy who waved at Harry said.
”Don’t worry, as long as you’re safe,” Professor McGonagall said, looking forgiving. The boy was sorted into Gryffindor and sat near Harry.

As the sorting came to a close, Professor Orios stood up again.
”Magnificent sorting, it’s been 19 years since I were sorted. I enjoyed it as you all will this year. I can officially welcome you all, let the feast begin.”
He waved his hands and food appeared everywhere. Chicken, potatoes, everything you could think of was on the table.

Hmm...I dunno, is it any good?