The hat moved with a sigh of relief and righted it self on the stool. It opened what was just a crease in the hat, but what was now a mouth and made a noise like clearing its throat. It held its audience for a moment, and then proceeded in singing:
For all of those who do not know
I’m the sorting hat and my song is so,
I was made to divide the year
Into four houses so it was clear,
What great values and aspirations
Identify students through generations,
Strong and brave or sly and smart
Gryffindor, Slytherin with difference of heart,
Wise and clever or loyal and kind
Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff with difference of mind,
But united together under this name
Hogwarts school is full again,
I can remember not far into the past
war brought destruction to last,
The once good student turned bad
He tried to take over but he had
Never felt love or friendship true
So was beaten by someone very like you
This teaches us all that caring and love
Are values we should all put above
Any differences of mind or heart
And stay United right from the start
Now these doors are open again to give
The gift of knowledge, a place to live,
We may have been humbled we may have been weak
But we have opened again and opened to seek,
So sit down,
Put on this hat
You’ll have a place,
I’ll see to that.
And with the final line sung the hat again became motionless, the hall full of students still captivated by it’s words. The hat was obviously getting better, Velia thought, last year’s song wasn’t half as good.
She couldn’t help feeling scared for the first years as they stood there, not knowing which table and which house they would soon be joining. The sorting hats words would be ringing in their ears and they would now be questioning what values they had. Velia could see them getting more anxious by the second. She even started to wonder herself, ‘am I in the right house? Am I loyal and kind like a Hufflepuff should be? Do I really have a place here with everyone else?’
She pushed the silly thoughts to the back of her mind and clapped along with the rest of the school as Flitwick cleared his throut. He started reading from the scroll the different names of all the little first years, and one by one they went and sat on the stool and let the hat fall over their eyes. The hat was shouting out the names of the houses and the newly sorted students went and sat amongst their house. Several boys and girls came and joined the Hufflepuff table, and Velia thought they all looked pleasant enough and liked them instantly, ready to welcome them to this big family. The people sorted to Slytherin house looked rather nasty according to Velia and she was glad that they weren’t heading in this direction, even though she knew she shouldn’t be prejudiced.
After the sorting McGonagall stood again.
“Now everyone has a seat and a new house, I would like to give you all some information about the year ahead” she spoke in her serious tone.
“New prefects have been assigned, and the first years must note that they will be available for any queries and they will lead you to your dormitories tonight. And I would also like to welcome Professor Reade as your new potions master and head of Slytherin house, after the retirement of Professor Quirke.”
Velia scanned the staff table at this information and her eyes found the new teacher. He was dark haired and looked clever and kind. She knew he’d be an improvement on barmy Professor Quirke anyway.
“Also for the whole school to know, is that the moving staircases have altogether moved due to magical damage and lead to different parts of the castle, so new routes between classes would be advisable, and I’m afraid this will not excuse you from being late.” McGonagall continued glancing at some of the more well known trouble makers. “There will be notices in the common rooms for when the Quidditch tryouts will be held, and also any extra curricular activities. Sixth Years-” Velia’s ears pricked up, “- and any seventh years wishing to retake, are able to sign up for apparation lessons later in the year” Velia became excited by this news as she had been wanting the ability to appear and disappear since she was first told she was a witch.
“There is also a new subject available for all students, called home economics, which teaches you about running a household and other essential life skills. This class will be taken by Professor Gronnald.”
“And Finally, I hope you all have a prosperous year. Now let’s begin that year with the spectacular welcome feast. And I hope you can all make the first years feel at home.” and at that the headteacher sat again and the plates and bowls that were laid on the table, suddenly were full of food.
The noise levels in the hall rose quickly and the scratchings of knifes and forks on plates could be heard. Velia ate a lot, because at the welcome feast you could hardly ever eat too much, so her hands were constantly reaching out for another bowl of potatoes or another platter of meat. Soon the whole hall was stuffed with the most delicious food and they were all ready to be tucked up in their warm beds.
They all traipsed out of the hall and into the entrance hall, where the Slytherins parted for the left, the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws headed up the grand staircase, and the Hufflepuffs went through the right hand door. Velia and her friends walked down the corridor, past the painting of fruit and followed fellow Hufflepuffs through the hole concealed by a barrel. They had to crawl on all fours as the tunnel was quite small.
When they came to the common room Velia cut straight across to the circular door on the left and crawled down another tunnel into the girls dormitories. Her and her friends dressed for bed and flopped onto their cosy quilts, and then fell asleep. Their sleep was dreamless and deep as they recovered from a tiring day, ready for the next. Which was certain to be just as exciting.
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This is the end of chapter two, there might be a bit of a wait for the next chapter as some more editing is required, but keep a lookout!