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Chapter 10 : Deciding Moment
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Woo! Well, here's chapter ten for you guys! I hope you enjoy it!
A huge thanks to Magic_Hogwars for the lovely review in the last chapter. :)
Disclaimer: I know that I'm no JK Rowling, and I know you readers are smart and know what's mine and what isn't. The characters and this world all belong to the AMAZING JK Rowling! Also, The Mortal Instruments and Infernal Devices series both belong the the ever amazing Cassandra Clare and Lord of the Rings belongs to the incredible JRR Tolkein.
The first years seemed to stop breathing altogether as the doors opened wide, revealing a large, warm hall. The stone flooring seemed to extend as far as they could see. To their left was a black passageway; their right another set of large doors, and in front of them a grand marble staircase, climbing up beyond their view.
“Follow me over here,” McGonagall said, leading them all to a small room on their right. A few looked terrified, not sure what to do.
“What sort of test do you think it is?” some small brown-haired boy whispered.
“It’s just a hat,” someone said with a laugh.
Glancing over, Al and Rose spotted Scorpius, who smiled at them, causing Rose to tense up and grab Al’s arm tightly.
“Rose,” Al hissed, trying to loosen her grip. “CALM DOWN!”
McGonagall cleared her throat as the door closed behind the last first year as they made their way in.
“Settle down,” she said impatiently and the room grew silent. “You’re about to be sorted into the houses that are to be your homes for your entire education here at Hogwarts. The houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin.
“You will work together towards the house cup- points will be rewarded for triumphs and deducted for rule breaking. I’ll be back in a moment; I need to check that all is in order.” She finished with a lip twitch that looked like an attempt at a smile.
She swept out of the room and nervous chatter broke out among the young kids.
A few minutes later, McGonagall returned and all the children fell silent immediately.
“They’re ready,” she said. “Follow me.”
The children fell silent and followed her through the other set of large doors into the Great Hall. Most of the students gasped yet again.
If there was a ceiling, it was nearly impossible to tell because the stars and moon shone brightly down on them. Thousands of candles floated above the students at varying intervals, casting a warm glow over everything in the Hall.
The Hall was huge, with four long tables to their right, each with a different House sitting at it.
To their left was a single long table running the width of the room instead of the length like the others. The professors all sat along the table, smiling at the incoming students.
At the center between the students’ table and the professors’ stood a stool and perched atop the stool was an old, raggedy-looking wizard’s hat.
As the last first year grouped towards the center, a seam split open at the base, forming what looked like a mouth and it began to sing:
Now here we are again
another year to begin
Those who are to be sorted
don’t get your wands all contorted
You may belong in Gryffindor
Where the bravest of us dwell
Or you may become a Hufflepuff
whose caring nature never fails
You may be joining Ravenclaw
if learning is your niche
Or you may belong in Slytherin
if you’ve an ambitious mind
But no matter where you end up
you’ll drink from a new cup
This year is just beginning
so everyone is winning
Try me on- don’t be alarmed
for as a hat, I’m not armed
Just place me on your head
I’ll tell you and you’ll be led
in the direction of your dreams
for this is no mere scheme
The entire hall began to echo with the sound of cheers and applause when the hat stopped singing.
“Shall we?” McGonagall asked, this time grinning. She pulled out a scroll of what appeared to be names.
“Alden, Hannah,” she read and a small blond girl at the back of the group let out a tiny squeak. She made her way towards McGonagall, visibly shaking.
McGonagall picked up the hat as the girl tentatively sat at the very edge of the stool. The hat barely brushed her blonde hair.
“HUFFLEPUFF!” it shouted and the table second closest to the wall burst out in applause. She gave a small smile and hopped off the stool, running over and taking a seat.
“Allen, Richard,” McGonagall said and the brown haired boy who had whispered about the hat earlier stepped forward, looking confident. He soon became the first new Gryffindor and the table closest to the wall stood up to cheer.
“Bowen, Thomas,” she said as Cho Chang’s son made his way forward and was also placed in Hufflepuff.
“Burdis, Grace,” was placed in Ravenclaw followed by “Byde, Alexis,” who was placed in Slytherin.
“Cattermole, Jamie,” was placed in Gryffindor and then “Creevey, Colin,” was placed in Hufflepuff. From there, the names seemed to slip by more quickly, houses being called at random.
Finally, the name, “Malfoy, Scorpius,” was called and a faint murmur broke out around the hall. Rose and Al both seemed to hold their breath as the hat was placed on his head.
“SLYTHERIN!” the hat shouted and Al smiled a little bit as Scorpius slid off the stool and made his way over to the cheering table.
A couple of minutes later, “Potter, Albus,” was called and just about everyone turned to stare at Al as he made his way up to the stool.
“Good luck!” Rose said as he made his way towards the stool. He sat down and the hall grew utterly silent as they waited to see where the Chosen One’s second son would end up.
Al smiled slightly as the hat touched his head. His face became one of concentration as the seconds ticked by before the hat yelled, “SLYTHERIN!”
Rose and Al both beamed as Al hopped off the stool and made his way over to the Slytherin table where he sat down next to Scorpius, shaking his hand.
“Weasley, Rose,” McGonagall said and, though it wasn’t quite as silent as when Al was called, everyone grew quiet and stared all the same. She glanced over at the Slytherin table and Al beamed and gave her a thumbs up. Nodding at Al, she made her way up to the stool with a small smile.
She sat down on the stool and closed her eyes as McGonagall placed the hat on her head; and the hat shouted, “RAVENCLAW!” nearly immediately.
Rose’s eyes shot open and she smiled as she nervously slid off the stool and made her way to the Ravenclaw table where, as promised, Henry had saved her a seat.
“Congrats, Weasley!” he said, putting his arm around her shoulder as “Zabini, Meghan,” was placed in Slytherin.
The sorting finished and McGonagall placed the now silent hat back on the stool. She made her way to the podium and cleared her throat, causing the hall to fall quiet once again.
“Welcome to the beginning of another year at Hogwarts, everyone! It’s going to be an excellent year. I hope you all find comfort in your houses as you settle in, but we must cover a few rules before our feast begins.” She gave a small smile before continuing.
“The forest on the edge of the grounds is strictly off-limits. I’m afraid I must warn a few of you against following in your parents’ footsteps in that aspect and I assume I don’t need to tell any of you twice.” She looked slightly amused as she looked around the hall.
“Quidditch tryouts will be held soon, though unless there are some extenuating circumstances, will be off-limits to first years. Contact your team captains for further information about your particular house’s rules.”
“Our caretaker, Mr. Grayson, wishes me to remind everyone that he has a revised list of forbidden items posted on his door. He also wishes to advise everyone that it would be in their best interest to check it out.”
“That about covers it all for tonight, I’m sure we’re all nearly starved, so let the feast begin,” she said, and the empty gold plates in front of them all magically filled with food.
There were several gasps from around the hall. Within seconds, a cacophony of conversation broke out all around the hall. Rose smiled and began loading her plate with food immediately, her stomach growling.
“So, what’s the Ravenclaw common room like?” Rose asked Henry, who laughed and shook his head.
“You’ll have to wait and see for yourself,” he said, still smiling. “It’s good to have a nice surprise every now and then, Rose.”
Rose scrunched up her nose, “Yeah, I’m not too fond of surprises,” she muttered.
Henry took a sip of his pumpkin juice, though Rose could see him smiling from behind the glass. He set it down and looked at her, “Doesn’t mean they aren’t good for you though every now and then.” He winked and began eating from his plate.
She sighed and turned to her food. She cut off a bite of steak and pulled it from her fork with her mouth, chewing a couple times before her face lit up.
“Merlin’s pants!” she said and Henry nearly choked on his food.
“You don’t say!” Henry said with a laugh after taking another drink of his pumpkin juice.
“This food is bloody amazing!” she squealed, spooning a heap of mashed potatoes onto her plate before grabbing some chicken legs and a roll.
“You’re telling me,” Henry said after swallowing one of his bites. “I looked forward to this stuff all summer. It never gets old. Those House Elves do some seriously good cooking.”
Rose smiled, “Yup! And thanks to my mum, those of them who want it get pay and vacation days.”
“Your mum started that?” he asked, looking surprised. “Blimey. I mean, James told me it was his aunt, so that makes sense. Isn’t your mum like really smart?”
“Well, yeah. She started up the whole organization in her fourth year. According to my dad, she was highly dedicated,” she said, smiling. “He thinks almost too dedicated, but she managed to accomplish a lot. She is a very ambitious person, and quite clever.”
“But according to James she was a Gryffindor?” James asked, looking confused.
“Well, of course. She was beyond brilliant. But, being a part of the Golden Trio, she sort of had to be smart. I’m surprised you didn’t know all that,” Rose said with a smile, though Henry’s face grew red.
“Well… I’m a Muggle-born,” he mumbled.
“So was my mum!” she said, grinning and he returned her smile with a sheepish grin of his own.
“Well, that does make me feel better,” he said, laughing.
The rest of the meal flew by; revealing a round of incredible desserts mere seconds after the dinner dishes disappeared. Within an hour, everyone seemed to be stuffed and some of the students were groaning.
All of the dessert dishes disappeared and McGonagall rose from her spot at the teacher’s table and walked to the podium once again. She smiled and cleared her throat and waited a few moments for all the voices to die down.
“Now that we’re all full, I daresay that it’s time for some sleep. Prefects, you know what to do. Good luck to you all,” she said with a smile and everyone rose from their seats.
The talking around the hall was now a dull roar as everyone but the first years and a few prefects began to walk out of the hall.
Someone tapped Rose’s shoulder and she turned to see Al standing there. She nearly tripped over the bench as she stepped over it and wrapped him in a hug. “AL!” she squealed, right in his ear.
“Ouch, Rosie!” he said with a laugh and she scrunched her nose.
“Rosie?” she said, ruffling his hair.
He grimaced, “Sorry.” He mumbled. “But hey, dad was right! It let me choose and this just seemed like the best choice… We did it, Rose!”
She nodded and smiled, “It would appear so.”
Scorpius came up behind Al and Rose seemed to freeze. He smiled at her and then turned to Al.
“Come on, Albus! The others are leaving,” he said and sure enough, the newest Slytherins were nearly twenty feet away from them, following an older student.
“I’ll talk to you later, ‘kay Rose? Good luck!” he said with a smile before he and Scorpius ran to join their fellow Slytherins.
“First years, follow me!” a girl’s voice said and Rose turned to see a tall blonde girl waving her arms. “Ravenclaws, if you would kindly make your way towards me. Don’t be shy!”
The girl smiled as several first years queued up in front of her. Someone tapped Rose on the shoulder and Rose turned to see Henry smiling down at her.
“Good luck, Rose! First surprise coming right up,” he said with a wink and made his way over to James who was waiting for him by the door out of the hall.
“Okay. So, I believe that’s all of you?” the blonde girl said, looking around at the first years. “There should be nine girls and eleven boys,” she muttered as she did a quick head count.
“Yup! Looks like we’re all set!” she smiled and turned towards the exit, her long hair twirling out around her as she turned. Her curls bounced with each step and Rose took a deep breath, focusing on the curls as she followed the group of Ravenclaws from the hall.
The girl turned to face them once more after they left the dining hall and emerged into the entrance hall. She looked absolutely thrilled as she looked among the first years. “Okay. So, I’m Erin. I’m the seventh year Prefect for Ravenclaw as well as this year’s Head Girl.”
A few of the first years looked impressed as Erin continued, “So, if you ever have any questions, don’t hesitate to come to me! And if I’m not available, you have the other Prefects you can go to. You’ll meet them all in just a couple minutes!”
“Where’s the common room?” a taller black-haired boy asked.
“Getting to that,” Erin said with a smile. “And if you’ll all follow me, I can show you!” she said and turned on the spot once more.
They made their way across the entrance hall to the large marble staircase that Rose assumed was the main staircase. Once making their way up, they came to several sets of stone staircases.
“Careful, guys. These can be a bit tricky, as they like to move. So, stick close and don’t wander off!” Erin said and began climbing the stairs.
After climbing five staircases, Erin began make her way down a corridor, turning around a couple times to make sure the whole group was there.
“Almost there!” Erin said as they came upon a metal staircase that spiraled upwards. “Being Ravenclaws, as knowledge is our thing, we don’t have a password. Instead, the knocker at our door will ask you a question or a riddle. If you get it wrong then you have to wait for someone who knows the answer, allowing you the chance to learn something new!” she said as they were climbing the staircase.
They finally made it to a small corridor, though they were all swaying from dizziness. An oak door stood at the end of the corridor and in the center was a large, bronze, eagle-shaped doorknocker. Aside from that, the door was completely bare.
Erin knocked once with the knocker as the remaining first years crammed into the small corridor.
“What gets wetter as it dries?” the door asked.
A small girl yelled, “A towel!” before clasping her hands over her mouth, looking as if she feared she’d just spoken out of turn. The door opened and Erin beamed at the girl.
“Very nice!” What’s your name?” Erin asked, still smiling. The girl turned red immediately.
“Sally,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.
“Well, Sally, well done!” she beamed and made her way through the doorway, holding it open as all of the first years made their way in.
All of them held their breath as they made their way in, several gasping as they looked around.
Ravenclaw’s common room was breathtaking. It was nearly perfectly round, with a domed ceiling. Its carpet was a deep, midnight blue, while the walls were snow white with high, arching windows every ten feet or so.
The ceiling was also a midnight blue, though painted stars were scattered across it, twinkling as if they were real. Bookcases and chairs lined the walls and some tables were scattered amongst the middle, along with a couple of large couches.
To their left was a large fireplace with a fire dancing merrily in its center. Directly across from them was an archway and to its left stood a white marble statue.
“Well,” Erin said, turning to them with a grin. “This is your common room! You’ll be spending a lot of time in here these next seven years, so I hope you find it comfortable.”
“Oi! Mark!” Erin said suddenly and a brunette boy who was walking by the group stopped and turned around.
“Yes’m?” he said, looking confused.
“Go grab the rest of the prefects so we can do some introductions. They need to know who you guys are,” she instructed, smiling, and Mark nodded, walking towards a small group sitting near the fire.
“Before I do introductions, make sure you’re at breakfast by nine tomorrow. We’ll be starting classes at eleven tomorrow, a bit later than usual, but it gives everyone a little time to adjust. So make sure you’re there early to get your schedules,” she finished just as a group of four students made their way over to the first years, Mark walking in front of them.
“Alright guys, so my fellow Prefect is Mark. He’s the other seventh year. Then Julia and Steven are the sixth years,” she said, gesturing to a raven-haired girl and a small blonde boy who both gave quick waves and smiled. “And your fifth year Prefects are Alexis and Oscar,” she said, and a girl with magenta hair and the brown haired boy next to her waved.
“If you ever have questions or need to talk to someone, you’re welcome to come to any of us,” she said. “You guys can go back to whatever now,” she laughed.
“Bye guys!” Mark said as he put an arm around Julia and the group turned and walked back to their spot.
Erin glanced around and yelled, “Charlie!” a girl laying on one of the couches sat up, looking confused. She stood up and made her way over to the group.
“Yeah, Erin?” she asked, smiling at the first years.
“Everyone, this is the Ravenclaw Quidditch captain. She’s a sixth year so don’t be shy, she’ll be here when you guys are able to try out,” Erin said.
Charlie gave them a half-smile, looking out of place. “That’s me. Uhh… I’m kind of tired so I’ll see you all later. I’m not so good at speech giving when I’m tired. Congratulations on making the best house,” she said, winking before she walked away.
“Okay, that’s about it for tonight. Girls, your dorms are through that archway to your left. Boys, it’s the same but to your right. Get some rest!” Erin said and walked over to the other Prefects.
“So was it worth the surprise?” a voice said and Rose turned to see Henry standing there with a crooked smile.
She felt herself smile in return, “Most definitely. Thanks for not telling me anything.”
“My pleasure. I didn’t want to spoil this for you. Just wait until tomorrow morning when you get to see the view from up here.”
“That good, huh?” she asked with a laugh.
“Guess you’ll just have to wait and see if I’m right,” he said, a smile spreading slowly across his face.
“I suppose I will,” she smirked. “Thanks for saving me a seat and everything. I’m going to try and find my dorm and settle in for the night.”
“No problem,” he said, giving her a quick hug. “I’ll save you a seat at breakfast.”
“Sounds like a plan!” she said and smiled up at him.
“Henry!” someone called and Henry turned and walked to a boy sitting at one of the tables. He turned and waved at Rose before she made her way over to the archway.
There was yet another spiral staircase and Rose began climbing it, sighing as she realized how much stair climbing this would involve. Every five steps or so, there was a door to the left. The first read, “7 A-L” which she figured was seventh year and the letters of last names, meaning she was at the top.
Nearly out of breath, Rose reached the door that read, “1 M-Z” and pushed open the door.
The room was circular like the common room and had four large beds with midnight blue curtains around the back. Thick blue comforters were folded back, revealing bronze sheets and at the head of the bed were two pillows—blue with bronze stripes running down the left side of each.
There was a series of windows around the room and the ceiling was the same as in the common room. A door stood to the right from the entrance door and Rose heard a shower running from behind it.
She smiled and looked around, seeing that there was a trunk at the foot of each bed.
Walking around clockwise, her bed was the third from the door and on top of her trunk was Elune’s cage, which stood open. She looked around and saw Elune perched on the pillow on the right of her bed, purring.
“I know, girl,” Rose said to her, walking over and scratching Elune on the head. “We’re home.”
Okay… so I have some good news! I MADE RAVENCLAW! I’m still a bit shocked. I mean, it was what I wanted but there was some part of me prepared for it not to happen. I feel like I’m one of the first Weasley’s to *not* to be in Gryffindor, so that’s sort of odd. But to be honest, I feel at home here already.
When I put the sorting hat on, it talked to me before making the decision, but it was like it was speaking directly in my head. All it said, “A broken chain,” and that was it. But then it yelled Ravenclaw and I barely had time to dwell on it. Not sure what it meant though.
Oh! Al made Slytherin! Which, as it turns out, he chose. He seems to be friends with Scorpius already… who also ended up in Slytherin. Not that I really care.
James’ friend Henry was fantastic tonight. He’s super nice and he saved me a spot next to him at dinner and promised to do the same for breakfast tomorrow. It’s nice to feel like I already sort of know someone who’s in my house.
I’d best be going. I want to meet all my dorm mates before I go to bed and I’m exhausted, so it’s about time to start getting ready for bed. I’m so excited for this chapter of my life to begin!
See that box down there?! IT'S EMPTY AND NEEDS SOME WORDS TO FILL IT UP! Even a simple- "It was alright" would make my day. Thank to you everyone who's reading! :)
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