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The Ties That Bind Us by ARG
Chapter 2 : Sorting and Diricawls
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When the train arrived to Hogwarts, the students stepped out of it and went in the horseless carriages.

Darcy was still trying to take back Mandy’s hint about a possible romance between her and Alex Black.

“I’d rather rip my eyes out, than ever marry Alex,” Darcy declared. “Wait, I’d rather put something sharp through my ear.”

“Hum, hum,” Mandy said, ignoring her friend.

“You are despicable!” Darcy told her.

“Nope, I am visionary,” she declared.

“Oh, I hate you,” Darcy said.

“It is natural to hate someone who tells you the truth. It has something to do with denial,” explained Mandy.

“Okay, as much as I’d like to be your sister, Alex is not even a chance. I’d go quicker for Evan,” Darcy stated.

Mandy turned abruptly, looking horrified. “Don’t even joke about that!”

“Why not? He’s cute and nice and…”

“Twelve,” Mandy added. “I changed his diapers, for Merlin’s sake!”

“You are way too young for that,” Darcy mentioned. “Just for the record, I was kidding. Evan is like my kid brother.”

“I seriously hope so,” Mandy said through her teeth.


Liv, Annie and Victoire had just left their boat and were waiting for Hagrid to guide them to the great hall.

“Hi, girls,” someone greeted them.

They tuned to face Jason Wood.

“Jason, where have you been?” Annie asked him.

“I couldn’t find you anywhere, I had to share a compartment with some third years,” he informed them.

“Oh, poor thing, we won’t leave your side now,” Liv assured him.

“Follow me fi’st years!” Hagrid told them.

They went after Hagrid, until they reached the Great Hall’s door. Mia Black, the Deputy Headmistress, was waiting for them.

“Thank you for bringing them, Hagrid," she told her old friend.

“You are welcome, professor,” he said, politely, before entering the Great hall.

She turned to the students. “Welcome to Hogwarts," said Mia. "The banquet will begin in a matter of moments, right after the sorting. As some of you know, this school has four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are here, your house will be like your family. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory and spend free time in your house common room. Your triumphs will earn you points, rule-breaking will make you lose them. The points will be counted by house and to the one with the most points is awarded the House Cup in the end of the year. The sorting will start now, so…good luck.”

Mia guided to through the Great-Hall, until they reached the staff-table. She placed a four-legged stool in front of the first-years. On top of the stool, she put the sorting hat.

Liv looked at the staff-table. It was a lot different than she remembered. Living in Hogwarts gave her the benefit of always knowing the staff.

Last year had brought a lot of changes. Minerva McGonagall was not the headmistress anymore. She decided to retire, but still lived in Hogwarts, in her own quarters, because that school was her home. Flitwick was the new headmaster. Everyone respected him, despite his low height. Hagrid was, like Liv always remembered, the Care of Magical Creatures teacher and groundskeeper. Neville Longbottom was now the Herbology teacher, nevertheless, he lived outside the school with his wife, Hannah, and his children. Susan Bones, the head of Hufflepuff house, taught History of Magic. Finally Binns had been sent to a ghost colony, and the classes were a lot more interesting.

The Divination teacher was absent. Firenze only came to the school for his classes as he spent the rest of the time in the forest with the other centaurs. Jack Brennan and his wife Evie Brennan (formerly Shacklebolt) were the youngest teachers in Hogwarts history, being in charge of Arithmacy and Charms at twenty-four years-old. The Remingtons were also still among the staff. Ned was the Potions teacher and head of Slytherin; Barbara occupied the Astronomy position. Madam Hooch kept her flying instructor position through the years. Valera Weasley was the Muggle Studies teacher and head of Ravenclaw. Like Sirius and Mia did, Valera shared her private tower with her husband and children.

Last, but not less important, Mia was the transfiguration teacher and deputy headmistress, while Sirius taught DADA and inherited his wife’s former position of Gryffindor’s head.

“Black, Olivia,” Mia called and Liv returned to the real world.

She sit on the bench and her mother put the hat in her head.

Another Black?!” the hat said. “I guess it would be cruel to keep you away from your brothers and sister. I feel that you will have a brilliant future in this school. GRYFFINDOR.”

Mandy, Alex and Evan were cheering like mad and welcomed their sister to the table, who sit right next to the last one.

Annie Shacklebolt and Victoire Weasley ended up in Ravenclaw and Jason Wood joined Gryffindor as well.

During the whole banquet, Filch eyed every single student like they were all a menace, holding his seemingly immortal cat, Mrs. Norris.

“First-year Gryffindors! Please follow us to the common room.”

Jason and Liv wished goodnight to Annie and Victoire, and followed Darcy and Will, the prefects.

“I guess the Blacks have a new trend, now. All Gryffindors,” Mia told her husband.

“Little miss Liv joined the winner house,” Sirius said.

“What if she didn’t?” Mia asked.

“I’d totally kick her out of our house,” he declared, laughing. Mia hit him playfully in the head. “I was kidding!”

“I know,” she told him, “but I couldn’t resist.”


Harry, Ginny, Izzy and George were meeting in the Leaky Cauldron. The kids were left in their grandparent’s care, who were always happy to have them around. Hermione and Ron were not able to go because they were visiting Hermione’s parents, who had permanently moved to Australia.

“I seriously pity all the teachers in Hogwarts. First, Mandy and Alex, now, Evan and Liv. They seem a lot calmer than they actually are,” Ginny told Izzy.

“I know. A pair of angels when they are by themselves, but when you put those two together…oh boy,” Izzy agreed.

“The bright side is that they can consider this as a training,” Harry told them. “Four years from now, when Fred, Danny and James step foot in that school, all hell will break loose.”

“We’re raising beasts,” George joked.

“Don’t be so dramatic,” Hannah Longbottom, who was serving them the drinks, told them. “They always behave when you bring them here.”

“That is because we bring them by the end of the afternoon,” Izzy explained. “By that time they already exhausted their batteries. By the way, how are the kids?”

“The same as always,” Hannah answered. “Frank is fascinated by brooms, Ali plays with her dolls and Helga just started walking. I can’t believe she’s already one year-old.”

“That’s great, Hannah,” Ginny said before her friend returned to the counter.

“Oh, by the way, Luna sent me a post-card!” Izzy announced.

“Really? Where is she this time?” Harry asked.

“Somewhere in Mauritius. It is a small island in the Indian Ocean, next to Africa. They are looking for some creature with a weird name, wait, let me see.” Izzy grabbed her purse and started searching for Luna’s note.

“Do you mind if I sit here?” The group turned to see Neville in there.

“It’s yours and your wife’s pub, we should be the ones asking,” George joked.

“Diricawl!” Izzy reads from the post-card. “Luna and Rolf are searching for Diricawls. What on Earth are Diricawls?”

They all shook their heads, meaning that they didn’t know.

“You received a letter from Luna?” Neville asked, curious.

“Yeah, she’s in Mauritius searching for those Diri-something,” Harry told his old-friend.

“So, satisfy our curiosity,” George told Neville. “To what house was my dear sister-in-law sorted?”

“Well, you have to understand that what matters is who is behind the house, not the house itself,” Neville started. “The poor girl is in Slytherin.”

The whole table was silent.

“Oh,” was what all they managed to say.

Neville was fighting hard to hold his laugher. “Or not,” he finished. He turned to Izzy. “I can’t believe you fell in your own act!”

Izzy started to recall her own sorting. How she had told her family and friends that she was in Slytherin, just to get a good laugh. She realized that Neville had just made a bunch of fools out of them.

“Of all the people in the world, Neville Longbottom, I never thought you’d be the one to pull a joke like this one in your own friends!” Izzy stated. “I’m so proud!”

“Joke? What joke?” asked George.

“Liv is not in Slytherin, Neville pulled the same prank on us that I did when I was sorted! She’s in Gryffindor!” Izzy stated. “Isn’t she?” she inquired Neville.

“Of course Olivia Black is in Gryffindor!” he confirmed. “Where else would she be?”

“What time is it?” Ginny asked.

“Almost eleven,” Izzy answered.

“We’d better leave or the kids will not want to leave the wings of their spoiling grandparents,” Harry stated.

“Yeah, we’re going too,” George said.

“It was nice to see you, Neville,” Ginny told him. “We’ll come back in another night.”

“See you then,” he stated, before they disapparated to the Burrow. 

A/N: The second chapter of this fiction is here. Review readers!

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