"Right you are, Ms. Hermione and Ms. Blythe." Dumbledore said. "Now, follow me to the Great Hall, as your siblings have decided that they want it to be in front of the whole school."
They walked into the Great Hall to find the whole school waiting to see them get sorted again. They got the sorting hat out of it's case and it opened its mouth once more, this time though, singing an entirely different song.
"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 sorcers,
Thus Hogwarts School began.
Now, each of these founders,
Formed their own house, for each,
Did value different virtues,
In the ones they had to teach.
For Gryffindor, the bravest were,
Prised far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest,
Would always be the best.
For Hufflepuff, hardworkers,
Were most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin,
Loved those of great ambition.
While still alive they did divide,
Their favourites 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 around your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind,
And tell where you belong!"
As the Sorting Hat finished his song, the Great Hall burst into applause. Draco, Harry, Hermione and Blythe gave each other 'Its going to be just fine' smiles. They watched each other's eyes turn neon green. That gave them confidence. They knew that they were going to land in the same house, they just knew it.