Alexandra stepped up to the stool shaking a bit she was so scared. As soon as the Sorting Hat dropped over her eyes it said "Let's see... Strong mind, oh yes, definitely a strong mind. Loyal... very interesting... I see much courage and bravery also.... I know just what to do with you.... GRYFFINDOR!!!the hat shouted. Alexandra sighed with relie, but quickly started to ahke again from nerves as she stepped down and made her way to the Gryffindor table.

Tori accompanied by her new friends, Carter, Bella, Keeley and Choluna got off the Hogwarts Express after which they enjoyed a calming boat ride across the lake. Soon they found themselves crossing the grounds. Then, finally they were entering the Great Hall. All of them surveyed the ceiling which was like looking at the sky. It was beautiful until they looked around them. The eyes of the returning students studied all of them, so young and fresh to the Hogwarts way of life.
They were soon stopped in a line. They were to be sorted by the legendary Sorting Hat. As each first year climbed and clambered upon the stool and the hat settled on their head, it shouted one of the four houses.
As her turn approached, she felt a little nervous."Tori Hardene." Her name was being called.It was now her turn to sit on the stool. She could feel the watchful eyes of the other students. Tori sat on the stool and she felt the hat placed on her head of short brown curly hair. She heard nothing for a while. Then, "I see a lot of potential in a lot of things. A lot of determination. You seem very protective of those close to you. I believe, little one, that you belong in,GRYFFINDOR!"
Tori soon hopped off the stool and quickly walked down, with an ear to ear grin, to the Gryffindor Table to join the rest of her house mates. Three of her friends were placed in Ravenclaw. "Who is joining me here?" she wondered.

Ellie fidgeted as she waited to get sorted. Her mum and dad told her about the hat, but she thought they were teasing her. After all, why would a school rely on some cap to divide their population? But alas, here the eleven-year-old stood, fully clad in her brand new wizarding robes, about to embark on her education.

Finally, it was her turn to hop on the stool. The hat landed on her head, fully covering her eyes. The thick fabric was much heavier than she thought it would be, and she had to work harder to keep her head upright.

She almost jumped as the hat began to speak, the sound booming in her ears.

Ellie shrugged, she had never really felt the strong Hufflepuff pride her mum and dad and the rest of her family shared.

At this suggestion, Ellie couldn't stifle her giggles. Intelligence wasn't a word she would use to describe herself, and she couldn't imagine why this daft hat would think of such a thing.

Ellie was stunned and had to be shuffled out of the stood by a professor. She couldn't believe she had been placed in such a studious house. It just didn't make sense. Nevertheless, she made her way to the Ravenclaw table.

Marie stood in line awaiting her turn to be sorted along with all the other first years. She was not at all nervous, she had been waiting for this moment for as long as she could remember. All her life she had been dreaming of becoming a Slytherin, after all being in the Salazar family it was just expected that was where you would be placed.
Finally it was her turn to have the hat placed on her head. As she sat on the stool the hat just touched her head when it shouted "Aha, another Salazar has come to join us, I know just the place to put you, SLYTHERIN it is."
Marie jumped off the stool and very happily went to join her table to start making new friends. This was going to be a wonderful first year for her.[/COLOR]

After waiting for quite a long time, being towards the end of the alphabet, "Warren, Gregory," was finally called. Hesitantly, Greg stepped towards the stool and the hat, nervously awaiting the Sorting Hat's decision about which house he would go to. He stood up straight and walked towards the stool with a great amount of dignity, hiding the amount of effort it was taking him to go towards the Hat. Never had he been in front of so many people, and he feared he would wind up being disowned by his father for not being placed in the right house.

A grimace crossed his face as he lost a bit of his composure as he took a seat on the stool. Slowly, the Sorting Hat was lowered onto his head, and Greg could immediately hear its voice.

"Very interesting case we have here, lots of versatility. You have quite the ego, I can tell, but it I don't think it's malevolent in nature. You have a lot of ambition, of that I have no doubt, but I'm not entirely sure Slytherin is not for you."

Greg cringed as the Sorting Hat discussed some of his personal issues, seeing through to his core. His ego had already prompted him into parental resistance, but nevertheless he let out a sigh of relief as he was cleared from a fate in Slytherin.

"Bravery I also see in you. Perhaps not enough gallantry for Gryffindor though. You definitely have the mind of a Ravenclaw, and sometimes your wit shines through. If you mind your studies you have the intelligence to do great things. Yes, I think you'll do quite well in RAVENCLAW!"

"Yes!" Greg whispered under his breath, quite happy to be heading off to the House he felt he belonged to. As the Sorting Hat was taken off his head, he attempted to walk over to the Ravenclaw without showing his excitement before taking a seat.

Michelle was now sweating with fear. She just didn't understand what brought her here to this Wizarding School. How could a HAT decide what house she fits in best? It was finally her turn now, and she was sure she would be sent back unsorted. She had no courage at all, nor was she ambitious. Well... she didn't have an ambition yet. She was smart though, and brainy, and loved to read books. Did that qualify her into any house?

She walked upto where the Hat was sitting, picked it up and put it on her head. It was so large, it covered her eyes completely.

Michelle waited for what seemed to be one entire minute. The others got sorted very quickly, then she was going to have to go back home. She had completely given up hope when the hat yelled `RAVENCLAW'! Relieved, Michelle went and took a seat at the Ravenclaw table.

"Blake Wright, please step up and try on the hat." A teacher called his name as she read out a list.

Oh noes, oh my gawwd! Wh-what? It's the time for sorting, eepp. Mum & Dad I'll make you proud, yay!! Blake thought as he climbed the stairs nervously.

Why the hat? It could eat his head off or ruin his precious hair! No way he's going to try that manky old hat, nuhuh! Screwing up his face for a moment, Blake glared at the sorting hat, i mean seriously! A hat can never judge, it doesn't have eyes so how will it see his pretty face?

"Please sit down." The same teacher commanded.

Sit down liaaak where? The hat is sitting on the stool? What the hell?

As he walked closer to the stool, the teacher lifted the hat and motioned him to sit. Smiling at the professor, Blake rolled his eyes and plopped on the stool with a frown. Man! He was getting sorted with the ickle firsties, how...embarrassing?

"Oh my..! What happening?" Blake muttered as he felt the hat moving on his head. "Don't move, hat. You'll ruin my hai--" He trailed off in horror as the grip of the hat tighten around his head.

"Ahhh, stubborn, I see. Very easy......" The hat murmured as it shook Blake's head from the right to the left.

"Yo hat! Make it quick. Put me in hufflepuff already...duh!" Blake thought with slight roll of his eyes. Honestly, he thought of himself as a true hufflepuff but mom was definitely rooting for him to be a Slytherin.

"Hufflepuff? Are you sure? I know what to do with you, it runs in your blood............................................. .....SLYTHERIN!" The hat exclaimed, leaving Blake appalled as the teacher snatched the hat from his head.

"Slytherin? Mum was riiight b-but how can someone know me better than myself---" He muttered as he stepped down and walked over to the Slytherin table slowly, trying to not look in the eyes of the students. "IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE." He exclaimed absentmindedly and gave a sheepish grin to the students around. Meh, I guess I'll have to live with this now, it can't be so bad, can it? There's Shana and Helena, he should be happy.

Arrick Melliv was down in the middle of the line, which gave him plenty of time to observe the Sorting. He jumped back slightly onto the shoe of the first-year behind him when the hat began to sing, but quickly recovered muttering something about 'convincing special effects'.

As the line shortened before him the scrawny redhead occupied himself with trying to find a pattern to what seemed to him completely random choices on the hat's part. "Like being sorted for gym," he muttered to nobody in particular. He'd never liked being singled out and divvied up into arbitrary groups of kids as he'd always managed to be the weakest link. He eyed the House Tables and sincerely doubted he'd fit in at any of them.

Suddenly and all too soon, it was his turn.

"Might as well get it all over with," he muttered again under his breath as he sat down. The hat completely engulfed his head and sat on his shoulders as he was so small. He scowled. It smelled, and who knows if they ever washed the dodgy thing. What if someone had head lice?

"Most interesting, yes, most interesting indeed," said the hat.

Arrick was convinced there was a speaker embedded somewhere in the hat, even if he didn't sense any wiring. Lots of wireless things nowadays, after all.

"I can hear your thoughts, you know, and this is most interesting indeed."

Like bloody hell you can, Arrick snorted cynically.

"I heard THAT."

Fine. What number am I thinking of?

"3.14159."

...Lucky guess.

"Mmm mmm, quite a difficult one you are, quite tricky...lot of brains, inquisitive, quite a temper too! Strong-willed, steadfast, fairly ambitious...but no, not quite..."

Arrick listened, unimpressed, as the hat continued to mumble and mutter to itself. It felt vaguely like being thrust under a head-doctor's invisible magnifying glass.

"...Well I could put you in Slytherin, I suppose, but you're not particularly driven by any strong ambitions..."

Being left alone is a right proper ambition, Arrick rolled his eyes.

"You've a good head for knowledge, you'd do good in Ravenclaw, even though you doubt yourself too much. However....I think the best place would be....HUFFLEPUFF!"

Finally Arrick could see the hall again as the hat was lifted, and frowned a bit in disapproval.

"But I don't like yellow," he mumbled (he'd always ended up in the yellow team in gym), but the hat and its strange little voice was gone. With a final roll of his eyes and a resigned sigh, he hopped off the stool and made his way to the Hufflepuff House Table.

Scorpius moved forward to put on the Sorting Hat. His three friends had been sorted into different houses. He hoped he wasn't in Gryffindor.

But he knew he wouldn't be.

"Ah, another Almagro huh. Well that's easy then," the Sorting Hat whispered.

"SLYTHERIN"

Scorpius smiled to himself. Of course.

Drew got into the hall with the other new years next to Sara.Everyone was looking at new years and sorting started. Sara was from the first ones and she sorted in Hufflepuff.Oh God why did she became a Hufflepuff?? I'm sure I wont be a Hufflepuffhe thought himself kept waiting his turn. When he summoned, he walked slowly to the Sorting Hat, sit on the chair and wore the Hat ''Ah a stubborn person very stubborn... can do whatever he wants and also brave, intelligent.They all together can bring you so much thing in GRYFFİNDOR!!''He jumped quickly from the chair to the Gryffindor table where he should be...

Kai heard his name called and stepped up towards the hat. He took a deep breath and turned to the other first years. He slowly sat down on the seat. He felt the large hat being place on his head. He flinched when he heard the booming voice.
"Hmm, lets see..." the hat spoke loudly. Kai held his breath. "Ah yes, I remember your mother! A curious student she was..." it was silent. The hat frowned. "You take in her footsteps." Kai smirked. "But, you are cunning and loyal. You may think you know a lot, but there is much more to learn, Kai..." he warned. It was silent for a few more seconds before the hat bellowed "SLYTHERIN!" The hat was lifted off Kai's head and he smiled, walking in the direction of the house table.

Ariana was scared to death when the sorting hat finally called her name: Trazzi, Ariana. It had been a shock for her to see the hat singing, Paola never told her about that, neither did Benneditta they had stick with the dragon version..

She approached it carefully and put it on her head gently, it was soft, very light and apparently just like any other hat. She let it cover her eyes. As she did so she could tell he smelled like dust, it was probably a very old hat.

"Hmmm..." a voice said into her head.

"what!?" Ariana's mind screamed in shock.

"I can see a lot of things in here, you're a little know it all right? You would do nicely in Hufflepuff..." the voice continued

At that moment Ariana finally realised it was the hat talking to her, she pleaded with it.

"Noooo, no Hufflepuff, my sister would make my life a living hell!!"

The hat stayed silent, and then, shockingly, chuckled.

"Petrified in Diagon Alley? Punishment even before the year started?!.. I know where you should be..." he said with another chuckle " SLYTHERIN!" he shouted for the room.

Ariana took it out and gave it to the professor taking care of the sorting, she walked to the Slytherin table that had burst into applause.

Ellie felt sick. She felt so sick. Her name had been called, and she walked, shaking like a leaf, and put the hat on her head.

"Hm," the Hat said in her head. "I see lots of intelligence and wit here, yes indeed, plenty of that. But then there is also boldness and courage there, yes, you are just like your father and your grandmother."

Ellie did not know what to say to the Hat. Did she talk to it in her head? Her Mummy had told her the Hat took into consideration where you wanted to be placed...

"I see bravery and loyalty to your friends and family there also, yes," the Hat said. This seemed to be taking forever!

"Hurry up!" Ellie thought.

"Yes, you would do well in

GRYFFINDOR!

The Hat finished. Ellie took it off and, beaming, ran off to the Gryffindor table.

Abigail was excited she’d finally find out what house she was in and start her time at Hogwarts. She still wasn’t sure where shed end up but assumed it would be Slytherin like her brother.

“Abigail Thornton”

‘Ok...now I’m nervous! Just walk up there and don’t fall...please don’t fall!’ She slowly made her way up to the hat shaking the whole way, but managing fancifully not to fall. Reaching the hat she sat down on the stool and it was placed on her head; she could no longer see the sea of people watching the sorting.

‘Ah a Thornton...I remember your brother well. Now where to put you...you would be good in Slytherin but I don’t think that would be good for you. Gryffindor no definitely not, and you’re not studious enough for Ravenclaw. Yes I think I’ve made the right decision, you’ve had a hard life Miss Thornton it’s time you started enjoying it with others like yourself. HUFFLEPUFF.’

Abigail stood and began walking to the Hufflepuff table in a bit of a daze, now that was the last thing she had been expecting.

Walking into the school I was a little upset. I had heard of the sorting that would take place. I wished that I had meet someone on the train. I walked into the great hall with the other first years and eyes grow wide. "Wow" i said. Thinking oh I just said that out loud. I turn a little red and walked up to the front of the room. I watch and listen for my name.

"Tone, Kay" The professor called.

I slow drag myself up the few steps and sit on the stool. The hat is put on my head and.....

MMMmmmmm... many different things going on in your head. You would be great in many different houses. Slytherin? no. Gryffindor? Maybe.

my heart was going hundred miles an hour has the hat keep talking. I was going to be sick. "Please Please anywhere but Slytherin." I said.

Well then it will have to be...... HUFFELPUFF!!!!

I smile and run off the stage to the house I would be living in for the year.

K was finally here she was so happy, "Wow the place is so grand and just so huge!" She yelled.

She was with her cousin but her cousin had already been sorted into another house as well as her boyfriend and other friends. So it was her turn now. She walked up to the sorting hat. It said "Oh another Rival has come to Hogwarts and this one is more like the other one's I have sorted so this will be easy SLYTHERIN!" K was so happy then as she headed to the Slytherin table.

Fred made his way into the Great Hall after leaving the Hogwarts express. The sight of the Great Hall astounded him. He had never seen anything like it in his life. He watched as all the 1st years were sorted and then he saw a few older students being sorted and thought no way. Not me. I don't want to be sorted at the the age of 15 in front of everyone, uh, how embarassing. He did'nt have much time to think on this cause all of a sudden he heard a witch at the podium say, "Fred Pelican". His heart was racing as he made his way over to the stool in front of everyone. He had no idea what to expect. All he knew was he was that he was the boy who would always stand up for anyone being bullied and was only willing to truly fight if he or someone he knew was in danger. Thats why he was kicked out of Durmstrang, he was'nt growing into the fierce fighter all the Durmstrang boys were supposed to be. After these thoughts the sorting hat was placed on his head.

Sorting Hat:

"Ah, a good heart and a very brave lad I see but not the bravery thats most common though you do have it. You are truly a peace maker. Even so you have plenty of skill, you just don't use it the way some may say you should. So I'll say it better be, GRYFFINDOR.".

The sorting hat was removed from Freds head and he made his way over to the Gryffindor table hoping this scholl and this house would finally be where he belonged cause it certainly was'nt at Durmstrang.

This was terribly degrading.

Apparently this whole 'sorting' business required putting on a tatty, old hat and sitting on a stool in front of the entire school. He had to wear that dreadful out-dated hat which had no doubt gone out of fashion in the early 1400's in front of everyone. And just to make things worse..? They were waiting with a load of eleven year olds.

This stupid bloody school.

Jaw set unhappily, Woodson waited in line with his brother.. watching as various students were 'sorted.' He noted with mild interest that LouAnn Purple was sorted into Gryffindor house and watched her move off to one of the long tables.

It only just hit him then. What would happen if he and Sebastian were put into different houses? Surely being twins there wasn't a chance of that happening... right?

If they were separated, he was going home. That was final. He could only survive this if he had his brother by his side.

Upon hearing his name being called, Woodson Whitcomb stepped forward, shoulders squared proudly. His head was going to need de-contaminating after putting this hat on. How vile. Perching on the stool, the fifteen year old relcutantly placed the so called hat atop his head.

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Oooh, what do we have here then? A muggleborn, I see. A smart muggleborn at that. I see a strong mind in here.. one full of knowledge..

Woodson gound his teeth impatiently, willing himself not to simply pull the hat from his and stamp on it. It had called him smart, which yes, he was. But he didn't appreciate being a muggleborn thank you very much. Such a title sounded improper. Not important. Which he was.

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Proud one, aren't you? You aspire to achieve.. yes, I see plenty of ambition. A yearning for self-preservation.

Aspiratons to achieve? Ambition? Self-preservation? These magic tricks were unnerving. A ruddy hat was reading his mind and spookily reading it correctly. Woodson did have ambition.. he WAS proud. Proud to be great.

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Power-hungry, aren't you? I know exactly where you belong ... SLYTHERIN!

Slytherin? Heh. Woodson was just glad to get the foul, talking hat from his head. Yes, swiping the ragged fabric from his head and swiftly getting to his feet, the newly sorted Slytherin moved gracefuly for his house table..

..to pray Bastian got the same house.

Mina quietly followed the other students into the Great Hall. Her eyes widened in excitement. It was even more beautiful than she expected. Cautiously, she sat on the stool and looked out at the room as the hat was played on her head.

"Umm, a Bennet I see. Long time since one has graced the school. Pureblood, yes and cunning I can see. Likes adventure and oh, do I see a streak of nerve. But wants to prove oneself, right? Yet, I see a thirst for knowledge and growth. Where should I place you?" the sorting hat wondered. "Good in green or perhaps red but there is only one place for you....RAVENCLAW."

Letting go of the breathe she didn't even know she was holding, Mina smiled as the hot was removed from her head. Hopping off the stool, she made her way to her new family for her time at Hogwarts.

Sammi shoved a lollipop in her mouth, hitched up her pants and marched towards the hat. It was crinkly and old. It slid half way down her face when it landed on her head.
The hat woke with a shake and a chuckle, "A little short are we?" It's...erm his...erm the hat's face scrunched up and shouted "RAVENCLAW!"

Sammi squealed with glee and hopped down from the stool. She had gotten the house she wanted. With a big grin Sammi made her way to the Ravenclaw table.

Lannes Bresseieres walked into the large Hogwarts Halls. He arrived late on the train, and he realized most everyone had already arrived. Walking up to the line for the sorting hat, he examined his surroundings. The line was rather short by now, most having already been sorted. As he came to the fore front, he sat beneat the sorting hat, waiting for his decision. He did not want to be Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor was not preferable. Ravenclaw was fitting, it housing the intellectuals like Lannes, or Slytherin, due to fame and heritage of that house. Finally, the hat made it's decision,
"SLYTHERIN!"
A sigh of released escaped Lannes' lips. He then walked off of the sorting hat area to try to find the right table and eat. This day had left him famished.

Emma walked into the Great Hall. It was really big. She felt powerful and wise - it was certainly Hall´s effect. When the queue of first-years reached the Staff table, Emma´s heart beat was faster than ever. A half of them was already sorted.
"Emma Elisabeth Love."
´Okay, breath, breath!´She said to herself and stepped forward, to the Hat. She sat on the stool and waited for Hat´s words.
"I see you´re a Muggle-born.. Proud one, aren´t you? Well, you are quite brave, but also little selfish.. Moody, but always funny and sarcastic. You protect your friends.. And hate when someone is better than you - terrible competitive. Always the first one who makes and lead a rebellious. Sure, you should be Gryffindor."
A wave of happiness exploded in Emma. Gryffindor was her dream, but she would be okay with all of Houses (even Slytherin, it didn´t seem like so bad House to her). But Gryffindor - that was the best one!
She happily jumped off the stool and ran to other Gryffindors.

Niamh heard her name called out and, resisting the urge to skip, walked up to the stool and put the old hat on her head.
"interesting" said a voice in her head.
Am I? I didn't realise she thought to herself.
"Well I always say interesting, it usually makes people feel a bit special, most first years are nervous you see" The hat voice replied, obviously he could hear her thoughts.
nice to know I'm special then she thought sarcastically You can tell sarcam can't you, only I'm not sure how uch you can tell, being an old hat and all Was that rude?
"Oh well I know where your going to go" The hat paused for effect then shouted SLYTHERINE!!! There, you happy?" he added in a whisper
"YES!!" she shouted before pulling the hat off her head and skipping over to the cheering table. This was going to be a great year!

After being lead into the great hall by one of the teachers, Gabby was in the big bunch of first years at the front of the hall. One by one, the first years names got called out, whilst Gabby was still waiting. After several minutes of boredem, Gabby was so sick of waiting that when her name got called out, she jumped out of her skin.

"Dumbledore-Tennant, Gabriella." spoke the teacher. Gabby, being very excited that it was finally her time to get sorted, ran up to the hat. On her way she nearly fell over, but she laughed it off. Sitting down on the stool, Gabby waited for the teacher to place the hat on her head.

When that moment finally arrived, all of Gabby's confidence diappeared and she started shaking. She didn't know why, but she guessed it must just be because she wanted to be sorted correctly. But after several seconds, the nerves built up again, and that was because of the sorting hat speaking. "Just like her brother, I see. I remember Warrick well, broke the tradition, of the secret family. Yes. But you, you're different. Similar, yet so different. So, the question is do you follow you're brother or follow your family. Because of your differences I am going to say... the sorting hat paused for several moments, then screamed: ...Slytherin."

Gabby was upset yet happy that she was in Slytherin, so she took the hat off, placed it on the stool and turned to face her new house. They had erupted with cheers. This made Gabby confident, and she ran over to her new family.

Renesme had been waiting nervously beside her fellow first years for sorting.Once the lady called 'Evans Victoire Renesme' the part-veela walked boldly to the stool and kept the sorting hat on her waist-length hair.The sorting hat said,"Hmmm..a rather special one..with no bounds for natural charm....extremely brave and loyal...she would make a great gryffindor...but on the whole...I think her sharp brains shows that she would make a worthy 'RAVENCLAW'.Renesme moved to the Ravenclaw table and took her seat amidst all the cheering.