Still flowing with Idea's..
Sarah gasped at Hogwarts. It looked like a fairytale castle out of a book. Turrets and everything. The boats stopped, and Sarah gingerly got out. She was the tallest among them 'and the oldest' she thought. Hagrid knocked on the great wooden doors 3 times. Immediately after the 3rd knock the door opened. A old witch stood there. 'First-Years Professor McGonagall.' said Hagrid. Sarah coughed. 'Oh, and Sarah Black, 3rd Year,but not sorted.' Hagrid said, giving Sarah a push forward that knocked her over. 'Oops. Sorry.' apologised Hagrid, pulling Sarah up. 'Follow me please.' said Professor McGonagall, and she lead them into a big hall. Sarah expected to be lead to the big doors, behind which was a lot of noise, but they were lead of to a small hall. 'Wait here.' said McGonagall and she went out. Sarah shifted about and then jumped as pearly white figures floated through the walls, along with some other girls screaming. Then another ghost floated through, but he was much more solid and colourful. 'OOOOO! Ickle first years! What larks!' he squealed and started to chuck stuff everywhere. Sarah pulled her wand out and said '
Avis transparentis!' pointing it at the trouble maker and little ghost birds shot out of her wand and started to peck him. 'AGHH!' said the ghost and he floated out the room with the birds still following through the wall. 'That' said a crisp voice 'was well done.' Sarah turned to see McGonagall had watched the whole thing. 'We are ready for you.' she said and Sarah got into line behind her. They marched through into the big halls, and faced a hat. They stared, and it started to sing.
Quote:
A thousand years or more ago
when I was newly sewn,
there lived four wizards of renown,
whose names are still well known:
bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
shrewd Slytherin, from fen.
They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,
they hatched a daring plan
to educate young sorcerers
thus Hogwarts School began.
Now each of these four founders
formed their own house, for each
did value different virtues
in the ones they had to teach.
By Gryffindor, the bravest were
Prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest
would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hard workers were
Most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin
loved those of great ambition.
While still alive they did divide
Their favorites from the throng,
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I could choose instead!
Now slip me snug about your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!
{Credit to the Hat for the song!}
Sarah breathed easy. They only had to put on the Hat! McGonagall pulled a scroll out and read names off. Sarah last name was Black, so she was near the start. Soon it got to her turn. 'Black, Sarah!' Sarah walked up, her legs feeling like jelly. She put it on, and it fell over her ears. 'Now' said the hat 'where do I put you? I have placed many of your ancestors in Slytherin, yet your father was a Gryfindor. I see a fire in your sole, yet loyalty to friends and Family. I see cunning in your mind, yet you have a brain of knowledge far greater then many people I have sorted. You posses all the qualities each of the founders had. You are a difficult decision. Yet I see great things in your future, great adventure, and these's show where you belong. You belong in...'
GRYFINDOR!
Sarah heard the hat shout this out to the whole hall, and she took of the hat and walked over the the table which was clapping. She slid in between Harry and Ron, and Harry gave her a hug. She smiled. When the last person had been sorted, Sarah looked down at her plate. Those sweets seemed ages ago. Dumbledore stood up. 'I have a few words, but lets us eat before!' He sat down. Sarah's mouth opened. The food had appeared before her. She piled her plate high with chicken, steak, sausages, roast potatoes, fries, yorkshire puddings and poured gravy all over it and tucked in. She had never tasted food like this, except maybe her dad's food. Halfway through the feast Peeves ran through with birds still pecking him. After the main course had finished, the pudding appeared. Sarah helped herself to anything chocolatly in her reach. Afterwards she felt so full she didn't pay attention in the speech, and was glad when it finished, so she followed Harry, Ron and Hermione up to the common room. The solid ghost flew towards them, still chased by the birds. Harry and Ron burst out laughing when they heard what Sarah had done to the ghost, and told her he was called Peeves. Apparently he might respect Sarah now he knows not to mess with her. They finally got to the Portrait. A fat lady said 'Password?' '
Leo' said Harry. Sarah looked round, and followed Hermione to the girls room. Sarah sat on her bed, and started to write a letter.
Quote:
Dear Dad,
Am at Hogwarts. Sorted to Gryfindor. Yay. Meet Peeves. He ended up running away from me with ghost birds pecking him, as did Draco Malfoy when I met him. Quite funny when Peeves ran through the middle of the feast being pecked. In common room now. Found out am Metamorphmagus about a second ago when my hair turned rainbow. Goodnight.
Love Sarah
Sarah smiled and turned over, and sleep gently took her for the night.