The first years filed into the Great Hall, like they had every year. Severus sat with the other teachers at the head table. Harry caught his eye and smiled, before turning around to listen as Minerva gave her usual speech to the first years and set the hat on the stool, letting it bellow it's song.
"When I call your name, you will come up and I will place the hat on your head," Minerva explained and looked at the roster, "Abbot, Hannah!" A little red haired girl came forward and sat on the stool, the hat dropping over her eyes.
"Hufflepuff!" The hat yelled and the table of yellow and black clad students roared with approval, welcoming the girl to their table. Minerva continued going through the students and Severus watched as each house welcomed the new students.
"Jones, Elizabeth!" Severus leaned forward the tiniest amount at a name he recognized. The hat sat there for a minute, as if unsure where to put here.
"Hufflepuff!" The hat decided after four and a half minutes, just short of a hat stall.
"Malfoy, Draco!" Severus looked up at the boy walking up to the stool, Severus could have sworn the boy had bleach blonde hair last time he had seen him. The boy before the hall had red hair, streaked with gold, perfect Gryffindor colors.
"Gryffindor!" The hat didn't even touch the boy's head before shouting out the house. The table started clapping, but stopped, deciding to instead burst out laughing when they caught sight of Malfoy's hair.
"Potter, Harry!" The hall went silent and Severus leaned forward, more this time as the boy he had spent the last month with walked up to the stool and sat down. The hall was silent as the boy sat there, a scared but determined look on the half of his face that was visible.
"Gryffindor!" The hat yelled and the Gryffindor table exploded, well the noise that came from it sounded like an explosion. People were standing up, yelling and cheering as Harry made his way sheepishly to the table and sat down, shaking hands with almost everybody on the way.
The Sorting continued and Severus was pleased with the few Slytherins his house had gained that year, and disappointed, though not at all surprised, that they had lost Potter to Gryffindor.