Hogwarts

A story from a girl in Harry Potter's year that tells the story from their perspective.

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4. The Sorting and Dormitorys

"Good evening. I would like to welcome you to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Tonight, you will be sorted into 4 houses; Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. These houses will become your home. You will gain points for your successes and loose points for failures. The Sorting Ceremony will begin shortly." The teacher left and went into another hall.

"So it's true then," said a blond boy. "Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."

There were whispers echoing around the room. The blond boy spoke again;

"I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. These are Crabbe and Goyle."

The ginger boy sneered.

"Think my name's funny, do you? Who are you? Red hair, and hand me down robes? Must be a Weasley."

Amy didn't hear any more of the conversation, as the thin teacher returned.

"The Sorting Ceremony will begin now."

Amy entered a room she could have never dreamed of; candles floating on the ceiling, four tables, lined with silver and gold platters, but, the best thing was that it held so much magic it could burst at any moment. The thin teacher had placed a stool, in the middle between the teachers tables and the house tables, which had an old hat on it. The thin teacher opened a scroll and began to read names of a list;

"Hermione Granger,"

The bushy haired girl from Madam Malkins stepped up. The Hat cried-

"Gryffindor!"

The second table from the left cheered.

"Susan Bones,"

"Hufflepuff!"

The second table from the right cheered.

"Draco Malfoy"

"Slytherin!"

The last table on the right cheered.

"Ronald Weasley,"

"Gryffindor!"

"Harry Potter,"

Everyone moved slightly forward to get a good look. Even Dumbledore.

"Gryffindor!"

"Daniella Monta,"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Mollie Stormer,"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Vincent Crabbe,"

"Slytherin!"

"Michael Corner,"

"Ravenclaw!"

Many more people went through, until there were a few left standing, including Amy and Jenna.

"Jenna Ology,"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Amy Matthews,"

Trembling, Amy stepped up to the stool, and placed the hat on her head. Inside her head, the Hat said-

"Another Matthews? Well, we could put you in Gryffindor, like your brothers, but your much better than that..."

"Hufflepuff!"

Amy saw her brothers hand's fall onto their laps. She wasn't in Gryffindor. She was a Hufflepuff. She would be disowned. The Hufflepuff table clapped and, solemnly, my sat down next to Jenna. There were now only 6 people left, including the 4 boys on the train. Darren was sorted into Hufflepuff, and sat down next to Amy. Tobias, Thomas and Oliver were sorted into Ravenclaw.

Dumbledore rose from his chair and said-

"Welcome, welcome, students of Hogwarts. New students, welcome, and old students welcome back! Mr Filch has reminded me to tell you that the first door in the third floor corridor is out of bounds, and so is the Forbidden Forest. Now, tuck in to our wonderful Start of the Year Feast!"

Suddenly, the gold and silver platters were filled with foods that were unimaginable; there were chickens, stuffed inside ducks stuffed inside turkeys, every vegetable you could think of and more. There were wild animals that none of them had ever seen before, and then, the ghosts arrived.

A fourth year said that the Hufflepuff ghost was the Fat Friar, and he immediatly came into view. A chortling, plump priest floated towards the first years.

"Dear child," he said. "Why the long face?"

"Oh, it's nothing," Amy said, just as the desserts appeared. Amy helped herself to some icecream and jelly. A while later, Dumbledore rose again, and bid the students goodnight. People began to file out. A male Prefect lead all the first years out of the hall. He led them down further than everyone else. They went down to the kitchen level, until they were faced with a lot of barrels.

"Here," he said. "Is the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room and dormitories. You must tap the barrel two from the bottom, in the middle of the second row, in the rhythm of Helga Hufflepuff. Like this." He tapped the barrel and it swung open, revealing a tunnel. "But, if you get it wrong, you'll be covered in vinegar." he said. The Prefect began to crawl down the tunnel, and the first years followed suit.

It lead to a room that looked like it was glowing. The circular windows provided a vista of grass and dandelions. The windowsill and shelves were dotted with magical plants and there were loads of squashy armchairs that were yellow and black. Also, in one corner, there was a massive banner, with the Hufflepuff emblem on it. There were two tunnels leading to the dormitories.

"I hope you enjoy your stay in Hufflepuff. Our Head of House is Professor Sprout, the Herbology teacher. Good night," said the Prefect, just as other students entered the common room. Straight away, Amy ran down the tunnel labelled 'Girls'. Down another tunnel, Amy entered the room labelled 'First Years'.

Inside, there were six four-poster beds with yellows curtains. Each one had a black and yellow quilt, with a white duvet underneath. At the end of each bed, there was a name of each student. Amy checked the ends of the other beds. Daniella Monta, Mollie Stormer, Jenna Ology, Rachel Harver and Charlotte Green. Those are the people that she would be sharing a dormitory with for the next seven years.

Amy found her bed in the right hand corner. She had all her possesions there- including Avis. She grabbed parchment, a quill and some ink and began to write-

Dear Mum and Dad,

I'm very sorry to tell you that I was Sorted into Hufflepuff. I understand if you want to shun me from the family, because I'm expecting my brothers to. I don't think I deserve to go to Hogwarts, because I don't appreciate what I've got.

The other night, I overheard you two talking about me getting into Hufflepuff. I know your disappointed.

See you at Christmas.

Amy.

 

 

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