The Last Horcrux/Hogwarts/The Great Hall/House Sorting Ceremony
Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of the school, continues his welcome speech and announces that the Sorting Ceremony will now begin:
"The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts."
The Headmaster then lifts the centuries old Sorting Hat and places it on the lectern in front of him. One by one, students are called up to be sorted into their houses. The sorting takes place in alphabetical order by surname, meaning that your friend Lavender is one of the first to be called up.
“Brown, Lavender,” Minerva McGonagle calls her name.
Lavender gets up excitedly and makes her way to the front of the hall. Sitting on a stool placed on the stage for this purpose, Dumbeldore places the hat onto her head, and it begins to talk.
“This girl is kind and brave. She will always protect her friends from harm,” the Hat begins, it’s voice sounding as old as the battered and patched leather from which it is made, “she belongs in… GRYFFINDOR!”
The House Griffindor table roars, and Lavender practically squeals with excitement. The other houses politely clap, but you feel like booing that one of your friends has been taken away from you. Lavender catches your eye and waves at you, beckoning you to join her.
It will be a cold day in hell before you become a Gryffindor.
There are so many pupils in the school, perhaps seven hundred in total. Over seven years of eduction, there are perhaps one hundred in each year, of which there are about twenty five in each house. Twelve girls and twelve boys, if the sorting is even. You wonder who else will be selected into each house. There are many children you don’t know, so you pay closer attention to the ones that you do.
You are not surprised when first Vincent Crabbe, and then Gregory Goyle are sorted into Slytherin. Both boys are examples of the most inbred Pureblood families, with a long history of being sorted into Slytherin. They make you wonder if what the pureblood families need is some fresh blood and some blood letting by use of leeches for those two morons in particular. At least they are tough bastards, and on your side.
“Greengrass, Daphne,” McGonagle calls out.
You watch as your pretty pureblood friend is sorted by the hat. It actually calls her devious, before sorting her into Slytherin, to much applause from her peers. She slowly walks over to join her new house, a sly smile on her face.
A couple of other students are sorted, silly Hufflepuff’s that you don’t really care about, and then McGonagle calls out your name.
“Lestrange, Emily.”
Suddenly you fear that you have made a terrible mistake. Dumbledore will figure out who you are, or the Hat will see through your Psyche Obfuscatus. You feel the eyes of Dumbledor, Snape and every other student who knows who you are boring into your soul. You don’t want them to discover your secret. Dumbldore will kill you, or the monster will kill everyone you know. For a moment, both souls within you are paralysed with fear.
“Go on Emily,” you hear a girl’s voice say. It is Lily, encouraging you to stand.
You stand up and people clap, with Daphne saying, “come on Emily!” encouraging you and the other Slytherins to root for you.
You make your way to the front of the hall. You surely won’t have been the first or last student to be nervous at this time. You sit down next to Dumbledore, gripping your wand in your sleeve tensing and ready to kill him if this goes wrong, wondering if you can make it outside the castle grounds, knowing that you can’t simply disapparate if you need to.
That hat is placed on your head.
“Hmmmm…” the ancient artefact says, pondering, “this is tricky… very tricky… there’s thoughts of boys, and Quidditch, but that doesn’t tell me anything…”
You breathe a sigh of relief that your Psyche Obfuscatus is throwing it off the scent. There is absolutely no way you were thinking about Quidditch or boys. You are a Lesbian Dark Wizard obsessed with sex and power.
“There’s more though, hidden within…” the Hat continues, “borrowed in deep, something lurking there.”
You decide to open with Bombarda Maxima, then try to kill Dumbledore while the dust is settling from the explosions, then fly out of the room and disapparate as soon as you are clear of the school grounds.
You notice Harry looking at you in the audience, and feel a terrible pang of guilt. Curse this girl and her body! Why do you feel so bad? Why does it hurt?
“Yes more, a longing for power, destructive magic, and Harry Potter? Why are you thinking about…”
Furious, you reach up and take the Hat off of your head.
“Now you listen to me Hat!” You tell the Hat in no uncertain terms, “I don’t appreciate you going through my private thoughts and sharing them with the whole school. Just sort me into Slytherin House or I will throw you into the lake!”
The school is stunned into silence for a moment, as is the hat. After a second or so, it regains it’s voice.
“Very well… SLYTHERIN!” It booms.
Slytherin House erupts into cheers and applause, and the rest of the school claps politely. Almost no one can hear you talking to Dumbledor.
“It’s not fair to use Legimency on first years,” you begin, spinning the angry lie, which you know people fall for, mistaking passion for the truth, “I can’t help it if I’m a bit star struck meeting The Boy Who Lived, but now the whole school will think I fancy him!”
Dumbledore begins to mumble some sort of apology, but you dismiss him with a wave of your hand. Slytherin House thinks this is even more hilarious than you threatening to throw the Sorting Hat into the lake, and they continue to cheer, so you turn and give them a bow, before walking over to join your new House. Daphne welcomes you with a hug and kiss on both cheeks.
You miss out the next couple of students being sorted as you calm down for a moment. You were just about ready to destroy the Great Hall of the Hat had said Voldemort! but in the end it only picked up a vague outline of your thoughts. You are safe.
Daphne points out that Neville Longbottom is staring at you for some reason, when it’s his turn ti be sorted. He quickly looks away when you meet his eye though. He is sorted into Gryffindor, making you remember that in your timeline, he grew to become something of a warrior, destroying some of your Horcruxes with Harry and Hermione. You will have to kill him evnetually.
Next Draco, and then Pansy are sorted into Slytherin
Parkinson, Pansy
Patil, Parma - R
Patil, Parvati - G
Potter, Harry
Smith, Lily
Weasley, Ronald
Zambini, Blaise
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