7 Not put in Gryffindor?!

The students started to enter the dining hall. In the hall were 4 extremely long tables with numerous students sitting at each one. Above them were floating candles which Hermione started to talk about their entire walk up the dining hall.

In front of them were the teachers and the Sorting Hat. Everyone walked until they were right in front of the ledge that led to the Sorting Hat. After a few seconds of silence, the Sorting Hat started to sing.

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folk use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!"

Everyone clapped and the Sorting Hat stayed still once more.

"When I call you, put on the hat and sit on the stool. Abbot, Hannah!" Professor McGonagall said.

She started to call up names one by one. Some students were sorted immediately while others took a little more time. Kristine was put in Ravenclaw and she waved at Hermione, Chris, and Neville and quickly went to the Ravenclaw table.

'Well it seems that the amount of times we're going to meet are low,' Chris thought.

"Evergreen, Chris!" Professor McGonagall called. There was whispering from all 4 tables. The Slytherins were the most active.

"Hey isn't that the heir of the Evergreen family?" A Slytherin student quietly asked the person next to him.

"Yeah, he's a Pure-blood as well. He's even richer than the Malfoys. He's in Slytherin for sure,"

Chris simply ignored them and went up to the stool and put on the hat.

"Hmmm... you are quite the tricky one. You're willing to take on the strongest of enemy, but you're also extremely intelligent. Quite kind indeed, but willing to do anything to destroy the enemy. Which house do you want to be sorted in?" The hat asked.

'Gryffindor,' Chris said.

"Hahaha, I knew that you wanted to be sorted there. However, I do not think you're the perfect match for that house. Therefore, I shall put you in RAVENCLAW!" The Sorting House said loudly. There was loud cheering from the Ravenclaw table to the point where it seemed like the entire room was shaking. The Slytherins looked devastated as if they lost the best prey that they have ever seen their entire life.

'Oi, oi, oi, Sorting Hat. I said Gryffindor,' Chris thought. However, he had no choice, but to go to the Ravenclaw table. The people in the Ravenclaw table warmly welcomed him and many asked to shake his hand. After the welcome, he sat next to Kristine who noticed his face.

"You don't seem quite satisfied," Kristine said.

"No, it might actually be my blessing to be put here," Chris said. Although he thought it was quite unfortunate that he won't be able to see Hermione, he wasn't too affected by it. Soon it was her turn.

"Granger Hermione!" Professor McGonagall called.

Hermione quickly sat on the stool with the Sorting Hat on.

'Well this should immediately be Gryffindor,' Chris thought as he started thinking about how to get more money.

However, the Sorting Hat didn't speak for an extremely long time and looked to be struggling.

'What's going on?' Chris asked himself.

"Ravenclaw!" The Sorting Hat cried surprising Chris nearly to the point of almost questioning the Sorting Hat's decision.

'What?! Hermione is in Ravenclaw?!' Chris thought. 'Wait if Ron and Harry don't have Hermione as their brain, how are they going to fight against Voldemort? I mean I was going to help them, but still, I can't blatantly go and assist them whenever. They're going to make so many mistakes without her guiding them!'

The Ravenclaw table all clapped and Hermione came to the Ravenclaw table to sit next to Chris.

"Isn't it great that we're all together? Now if only Neville can be sorted here," Hermione said. However, she was disappointed. Neville was sent to Gryffindor which did upset Hermione quite a bit.

"I really did like his character," Hermione said.

Harry was also sorted and when he was sorted to Gryffindor, everyone there cheered like the best thing in the world happened and when Chris looked at the Slytherin table, they looked devastated once again.

Soon the last person that Chris didn't recognize was called.

"Sung, Se-yeon!" Professor McGonagall called with a bit of a struggle. Se-yeon came out. She was a Korean girl with glasses and was extremely small even among her age group.

Se-yeon went up to the stool in a calm manner and put the hat on. She was immediately placed in Gryffindor.

'Well whoever this Se-yeon is, I'm hoping that she would help Harry and Ron. She's their only hope,' Chris thought.

Soon everyone was finally sorted and the long time without any food Chris' stomach grumble. However, he knew he couldn't eat yet. There was still the speech. Dumbledore stood up and he opened his arm up wide to show that he was happy that all his students were there.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. Before we begin our feast, I would like to say a couple of words. Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"

"Thank you!" The students said and Dumbledore sat back down. Chris saw that the dishes that were once empty were now filled to the brim with food and everyone started to eat.

Chris took whatever he can and ate it as polite as he could. After filling his stomach a bit, he would talk to Hermione and Kristine and answer some of the occasional questions the other students had for him. Well, the questions were mostly about his hero father. The Grey Lady, their ghost, did not speak much and barely introduced herself before staying quiet once more.

Soon the feast was over and Dumbledore stood up to say the remainder of his announcements.

"I just have a few more things to say. Firstly, the Dark Forest is off-limits to all pupils. Secondly, Mr. Filch has told me to say that there should be no magic used in the corridors between classes. Thirdly, Quidditch tryouts will be held in the second week. Lastly, the third floor corridor on the right side will be forbidden to everyone who does not wish to die a painful death,"

Everyone nodded and after a few seconds later, Dumbledore started the Hogwarts song. After Fred and George Weasley finally finished the song, Dumbledore clapped.

"Ahh, music, a magic beyond every other magic we do here. And now bedtime. Off you go!" He said and everyone started to leave with their prefects.