IN WHICH they get sorted

Later on, as the Hogwarts Express is traveling through the countryside. Harry, Aubery, and Eliza are sitting alone in a train compartment, and Ron appears in the doorway.

"Excuse me, do you mind? Everywhere else is full." Ron asks.

"No, not at all." Aubery shook her head.

Ron moves to sit across from Harry. "I'm Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley."

"I'm Harry. Harry Potter." Harry greets.

Ron's mouth goes agape.

"So-so it's true? I mean, do you really have the...the..." Ron motions to his forehead.

"The what?" Harry asks.

Ron's voice drops to a whisper "Scar...?"

"Oh!" Harry lifts up his hair bangs to reveal it.

"Wicked." Ron gasps.

"I know right!" Eliza smiles. "Eliza Peters, but you can call me Lizzie."

"Hello, Lizzie." Ron smiles.

"Aubery Lupin. It's a pleasure to meet you." Aubery set out a hand to shake. Ron took it.

"I can't believe I'm in a compartment with 2 famous people!" Ron sighs.

"Don't worry, I didn't either," Eliza assures. A trolley comes by the compartment, full to the brim with sweets, making the 11-year-olds mouthes water.

"Anything off the trolley, dears?" The trolley woman asks kindly.

Ron holds up his mushed sandwiches. "No, thanks, I'm all set." He smacks his lips, although a bit unhappily. 

"We'll take the lot!" Aubery and Harry jump up at once, pulling out coins.

"Whoa!" Ron gasps, as they took one or two of almost every sweet there was. Aubery and Eliza are sitting on the ground, and Harry and Ron were in their same seats as before. Ron's rat, Scabbers, is perched on Ron's knee, a box over his head.

"Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans?" Harry asks, peering at them.

"They mean every flavor! There's chocolate and peppermint, and there's also spinach, liver, and tripe. George swore he got a bogey-flavored one once!" Ron explains.

"No way! How did it taste?" Aubery asks.

"I've never asked," Ron admits. Harry quickly takes the bean he was chewing out of his mouth.

Harry picks up a blue and gold package. "These aren't real chocolate frogs, are they?"

"It's just a spell. Besides, it's the cards you want. Each pack's got a famous witch or wizard. I got about 500 myself." Ron says.

Harry opens the package, and a chocolate frog jumps onto the window and climbs up.

"Watch it!" Eliza cries, as the frog reaches the open gap in the window, and jumps out. "Oh, that's rotten luck. They've only got one good jump in them, to begin with."

Harry peers down at his card. "I got Dumbledore!" He gasps.

"I got about 6 of him," Ron says. Harry looks at the card again, but Dumbledore has vanished.

"Hey, he's gone!" Harry gasps.

"Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day, can you?" Aubery asks. "Dumbledore's got millions of paintings around."

Scabbers squeaks. "This is Scabbers, by the way, pathetic, isn't he?" Ron sighs.

"A little," Harry admits.

"Fred gave me a spell as to turn him yellow. Want to see?" Ron asks

"Yeah!" The 3 nods.

Ron clears his throat. "Ahem. Sun-" A girl with bushy brown hair, dressed in robes, appears at the doorway.

"Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one." She asks.

"No." Ron shook his head.

"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see it then." The girl quiets down, staring intently at Ron.

Ron clears his throat yet again. "Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!" He zaps Scabbers, but nothing happens.

"Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it? Of course, I've only tried a few simple spells myself, and they've all worked for me. For example..." She goes over and sits across from Harry. She points her wand at his glasses and Harry tenses slightly. 

"Oculus Reparo." The tape on the nose-band vanishes, repairing his glasses as if they were good as new. Harry takes them off, amazed. "That's better, isn't it? Holy Cricket, you're Harry Potter!" She then turns to Aubery, who waves slightly. "I'm Hermione Granger...and you are...?"

"Aubery Lupin." Aubery waved, and Hermione smiles. 

"Woah." She turned to Eliza and Ron.

"Eliza Peters, but you can call me Lizzie." Eliza greets. 

"I'm...Ron Weasley." Ron manages, with a full mouth. 

"Pleasure. You better change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon." Hermion gets up and leaves, then comes back and looks at Ron. "You've got dirt, on your nose, by the way, did you know? Just there." She points to the dirt mark on Ron's nose. Ron scratches his nose, embarrassed.

It is nighttime at Hogsmeade station, the train blows its whistle and pulls into outside the station. Hagrid walks along the side aisle, with a lantern. People, in their robes, begin pouring out of the train, talking happily.

"Right, then! First years! This way, please! Come on, now, don't be shy! Come on now, hurry up!" Hagrid beckons. Harry, Ron, Eliza, and Aubery now in their robes, walk up to Hagrid.

"Hello, Harry, Aubery." Hagrid greets.

"Hey, Hagrid." Harry smiles.

"Whoaa!" Ron gasps. 

"Right then. This way to the boats! Come on, now, follow me." Hagrid asks, and they make it to the docks. They climbed on a boat, 4 to one, and began to set off, plugging across a vast lake, where up ahead a huge castle, known as the Hogwarts Castle, can be seen. People are in awe. at the sight before them.

"Wicked." Ron gasps, as they get back on land, and trek further towards the castle. 

Later on, the first-year students walk in the castle, and up the staircase. On a higher level, a woman is waiting. She taps her fingers on a stone railing, and then goes to the top of the stairs to greet the newcomers.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule-breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup." The woman informed and Aubery squirmed slightly. This woman radiated authority, and not the kind authority that Roselie Lupin radiated, no, this was something else. 

A young boy, next to Aubery spots something sitting near the Professor, as he jumps forward.

"Trevor!" He cries, as he catches his toad; The professor stares down at him as some of the students laugh. "Sorry." He backs away, embarrassed.

"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." She leaves to go into the a Hall. As she leaves, a young boy, with greasy short blonde hair slicked to the back speaks up.

"It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter and Aubery Lupin has come to Hogwarts." 

Some of the students start whispering "Harry Potter? Aubery Lupin?" 

"This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy." Draco says, and Ron snickers at his name. "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley. Well, soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. Don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."  He extends his hand to Harry.

"I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks." Harry cooly replies.

"Maybe next time." Aubery smiles, and Draco looks at her canines, disgusted.

"Who do you have for a dad? A werewolf?" Draco asks.

"As a matter of fact, maybe I do. I only inherited my canines. So you can shut it Malfoy. I'll have to tell you, I absolutely love my canines, so you can take your wand, and shove it up your-" Aubery angrily starts but Professor comes back, and taps Aubery on the shoulder disapprovingly. Draco smirks victoriously as Aubery leaves Malfoy with one last glare.

"We're ready for you now. Follow me." Professor exclaims, as she leads everyone through two large doors and into the Great Hall, where there are four long tables with thousands of students, as well as floating candles. The roof appears to be the sky, earning a lot of wows from the first years.

"Aubery, you better watch your step. If you finished that sentence, she's probably not going to be pleased." Eliza whispers.

"Oh, shut it, Lizzie. You know I hate people mocking my family." Aubery fires back.

"It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History." Hermione whispers to Seamus. The Professor leads the first-years to the front where a banged-up, rubbish looking hat lies on the stool.

"Will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." The Professor stands off to the side as Dumbledore rises from the main table.

"I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the forbidden forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch" Dumbledore points to a ragged old man, called Mr. Argus Filch, with his cat with red eyes, called Mrs. Norris. "Has asked me to remind you that the 3rd-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you." He sits back down, amidst applause.

When the applause died down, the female professor, who's name Aubery still did not know, stood up, with a paper in her hands. "When I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses. Hannah Abbott."

A small, redhead walked up to the stool, and sat there, as she put the hat on her.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" The Sorting Hat bellowed. Hannah ran down to the Hufflepuff table, while loud applause sounded from the Hufflepuffs. 

"Susan Bones." 

"Let's see...I know...Hufflepuff!" More applause.

Terry Boot became the first Ravenclaw however, as Eliza and Aubery started discussing houses. Mandy Brocklehurst also went into Ravenclaw, but Lavender Brown became the first Gryffindor.

"What house do you want to be in?" Eliza whispers.

"Dunno. As long as it's not Slytherin, I bet 5 Sickles that Malfoy's going to be in it. I never want to be in the same house as that bumbling oaf." Aubery whispers.

"Just asking, what would you have said?" Eliza asks.

"Arse," Aubery admitted.

Eliza stifled a laugh. "Yeah, you'd gotten in so much trouble."

'"Millicent Bulstrode."

"Slytherin!" The Sorting Hat cried.

Aubery heard Ron say, in front of them. "There isn't a witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin."

"Vincent Crabbe."

"Slytherin!" 

"For the second time?" Eliza sighs.

"Justin Finch-Fletchly." 

"Hufflepuff!"

"Better Hufflepuff, then Slytherin." Aubery whispers.

"Seamus Finnigan." 

The sandy-haired kid went up, although a bit shaking.

The Sorting Hat stood for a while on his head, before shouting. "Gryffindor!" 

"Gregory Goyle."

"Slytherin!"

"Hermione Granger." Hermione gets up, muttering reassuring words under her breath.

"Mental that one, I'm telling you." Ron whispers and Harry nods in agreement. Hermione sits on the stool and McGonagall places the sorting hat on her head.

"Ah, right then...hmm...right. Okay...Gryffindor!!" The Gryffindors cheer as Hermione jumps off with a smile.

"Neville Longbottom."

Neville walked up to the hat, and as McGonagall placed it on him, it took a quick minute for him to be Sorted.

"Gryffindor!" Neville accidentally runs off with the hat but comes back, and hands it to McGonagall.

"Aubrey Lupin." 

"You got this!" Eliza smiles, and Aubery walks up to the Sorting Hat, amidst whispers.

"Not Harry Potter's cousin?"

"The Aubery Lupin? As in cousin of Potter?"

The Sorting Hat was put on her head, and it immediately went over her head, covering most of her vision. She could slightly hear people laughing, but thought nothing of it until a peculiar noise startled her.

"Hm, loyal, brave, kind. Well, aren't you a happy one? Great fit for Hufflepuff, but also that incident in the hallway with that boy... brave one at that. Shame, you'd be great in Hufflepuff. But, you do act a lot without thinking, and yes, there's a great mind. Hm, both parents in Gryffindor eh? Both brave? Did your father teach you some spells? Bold of him, and you've gotten most of them correct. What a sight. Confusing, but better be- GRYFFINDOR!" Loud cheering erupts from the red and gold-clad students, as McGonagall takes the hat from her head.

Aubrey stumbled to Gryffindor table, where Seamus had saved a spot for her, she whispers thanks as the next person, Morag MacDougal got up, the 3rd Ravenclaw. Ernie Macmillan was sorted into Hufflepuff, as Draco Malfoy sauntered up to the hat.

The tattered hat nearly freaks before not even touching his head, it cried. "SLYTHERIN!"

"Yes! 5 Sickles!" Aubery smiles.

"What do you mean 5 Sickles?" Seamus asks.

"I made a bet that Malfoy was going to be in Slytherin." Aubery answers and Seamus nods in understanding. Avery Moon was sorted into Ravenclaw, but Arwin Chang was a Hufflepuff. Theodore Nott and Pansy Parkinson were Slytherins and Padma Patil was Sorted into Ravenclaw, but her sister, Parvati Patil was Sorted into Gryffindor. 

Aubery, Seamus, Neville Hermoine, and Lavender cheered loudly, and Parvati slid in the seat next to Lavender. Eliza was up next, and Aubery held in a breath, but Eliza was sorted into Gryffindor, and Aubery sighed in relief, as she sat across from her, next to Hermione.

Sally-Anne Perks was sorted into Hufflepuff, and finally, it was Harry's turn. Aubery looked on, fervently, hoping he was in Gryffindor. She didn't notice the hall go silent, as Harry walked up and sits down on the stool. The Sorting Hat is placed on his head, and not before 2 minutes, the hat cried. 

"GRYFFINDOR!" There is an immense cheering and Harry walks to the Gryffindor table.

"We got Potter! We got Potter!" Two twins cheer, as Harry sits in the open seat next to Eliza.

"Congrats Harry!" Aubery smiles as Dean Thomas walks up to the stool. The hat sits on his head, before declaring him a Gryffindor. Dean sits on the opposite side of Seamus, and the cheer dies down, as Lisa Turpin was declared a Ravenclaw. Next was Ron he walks up to the stool and sits down and the hat is put on. Not even 20 seconds and the hat cried. "Gryffindor!" The students cheer once more, and Blaise Zabini was Sorted into Slytherin. Merry chatter rose up as McGonagall dings on a cup.

"Your attention, please," McGonagall commands, and Dumbledore rose up.

"Let the feast...begin." Food magically appears on all the tables, and the hall is filled with awe and chatter.

"Wow." Harry gasps, as Ron starts stuffing his face. Aubery takes some mashed potatoes, as they strike up a conversation about their heritage.

"I'm half and half. Me dad's a Muggle. Mam's a witch. Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out." Seamus says, and the small gaggle of first years laughs. 

"Muggle-born. Bit of a surprise for all of us." Dean admits. 

"Mom's a half-blood, but dad's a Muggle, like you Seamus! Expect on the second day of dating, my dad caught my mum doing magic. Bit of a shock, but took it pretty well. What about you Neville?" Eliza asks.

"Well, I was brought up by my gram, and she's a witch. But my family thought I was all-Muggle for ages. My Great-Uncle Algie kept trying to catch me off guard, and force some magic out of me, dropped me off of Blackpool pier, nearly drowned. But it wasn't until I was 8. Great Uncle Algie was over for dinner and he was hanging me by my ankles when my Great Aunt Enid offered him a meringue. He dropped me, but I went bouncing off my backyard and into the streets. They were all really pleased, Gran was crying, she was so happy, but my family didn't think I was magic enough until I got my letter. My great uncle Algie gave me my toad!" Neville says.

"Bloody hell, Neville." Ron gasps.

"I'm like Dean, I was really pleased when I got my letter though," Hermione says. Lavender and Parvati were both Half-Bloods, and the gang ate in silence before Eliza spoke up.

"What if you replaced the word wand with penis?" The effect was instant. Seamus and Dean spit out their food, as Hermoine, Parvati, and Lavender looked at Eliza in surprise, Neville fell out of his seat, wheezing. Harry and Ron sat there, trying not to laugh, but Aubery couldn't help it, and starts choking on her food. 

"Jesus Aubery!" Seamus cries, as Aubery drinks some water, still coughing. 

"Lizzie we're still eating!" Aubery coughs. 

"Sorry." Eliza shrugs.

"Owe me 5 Sickles," Aubery says, and Eliza nods. Ron, having just finished a chicken wing, reaches into the bowl for more, and a ghost pops out.

"Ahh!" Ron screams, and Neville jumps again.

"Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor." He warmly smiles as numerous ghosts come pouring from the walls, sailing along.

"Hello, Sir Nicholas. Have a nice summer?" Percy Weasley greets. 

"Dismal. Once again, my request to join the headless hunt has been denied." He sighs and begins to leave.

"I know you! You're Nearly Headless Nick!" Ron gasps.

"I prefer Sir Nicholas if you don't mind." Sir Nicholas says, a bit miffed. 

"Nearly headless? How can you be nearly headless?" Seamus asks. 

"Like this." He grabs his head and pulls it to the side. His head is hanging on just by a thread.

"Ahh!" Ron screams. Hermione moans in disgust; Harry just simply rolls his eyes as people are horrified at the sight.

"Whoever chopped off your head must be an idiot, because they did not do a good job." Aubery comments, as Sir Nick laughs.

"Correct! He was an idiot!" Sir Nick laughs as he reattaches his head back to his body.

Later, Percy is leading the first-year Gryffindors to the staircase tower, as paintings look on, intrigued. 

"Gryffindors, follow me, please. Keep up. Thank you." Percy commands. "This is the most direct path to the dormitories. Oh, and keep an eye on the staircases...they like to change."

"Oh wow. What if you fall?" Aubery asks.

"I don't think you can," Hermione replies. 

"Keep up, please, and follow me. Quickly now, come on. Come on." They begin walking up the stairs, several of the portraits began greeting them.

"Seamus, that picture's moving!" Neville gasps. 

"Look at that one, Harry!" Ron gasps. 

"I think she fancies you." Harry smiles. 

"Oh, look! Look! Who's that girl?" Lavender asks.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." A man in a painting smiles warmly at them. 

"Who's that?" Parvati asks. 

A bit later on the seventh floor, They are in the corridor leading to Gryffindor Tower. They come up to a large painting of a large woman in a pink dress. 

"Password?" She asks. 

"Caput Draconis," Percy says, and The Fat Lady smiles and nods in confirmation. The painting opens up to reveal a doorway in the wall, leading to Gryffindor Tower. "Follow me, everyone. Keep up, quickly, come on."

"Oh, wow." Eliza gasps. 

Percy walks inside the common room. "Gather 'round here. Welcome to the Gryffindor Common Room. Boy's dormitories, upstairs and down to your left. Girls, the same on your right. You'll find that your belongings have already been brought up." Percy commands, and they run up the stairs, and try to find their rooms.

"Here it is!" Hermione says as the 5 Gryffindor girls clamber into a room. 

"Window in the corner!" Aubery cries as she grabs her things, and she puts her things next to the bed in the corner with the window. 

"I call by the bathroom!" Lavender claims the bed across Aubery.

"I'll take next to Aubery!" Eliza smiles, and Parvati situates herself on the bed next to Lavender. Hermione takes the one near Eliza, and the door.

Later, as all girls were sound asleep, Aubery pours herself a glass of water, she smiles quietly, as she throws Kevin a Owl Treat, and climbs back into bed.

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