It was at this time she realised that she was a screw up.
And all of the students staring at her has witnessed the exact moment that she became...
A legend.

~

"- Could ha killed me, but it dint. Ma mam says it was pure luck. A dinnae -" The warmly lit grand entrance hall of the best school in Britain, and possibly the world, was quickly becoming quite crowded with the hoards of small, but ever so loud children that were covered in cold water, courtesy of the giant squid.

Speaking of loud children, we have Katherine. Oh! There she - don - never mind. There is Katherine, over by her now very angry sister, nursing a large grin on her face and a slightly red forearm. The little group, the one that had formed in compartment D12, were glancing from one sister to the other, eyes wide and words running out of their mouths in a glorious dissonance.
  Perhaps we should leave them for a moment, to sort out... whatever that was... and check in with a rather brilliant woman currently sighing disappointedly in an alcove.

When she moved to make herself known, her deep red robes alive in their own right, the squabbling conglomerate of 11 and 12 year olds silenced themselves in awe.

    "Good evening, first years. I am Professor McGonagall. On the other side of these doors," the professor of all things amazing gestured with an elegance that none had managed yet to copy,     "are your professors, peers, siblings and lifelong friends. While you roam these many halls, your house will be your family. Exemplary behaviour and work will result in house points being given. Any rule breaking, or misbehaviour will result in them being taken away."

The professor glanced at the large doors for a quick moment before surveying the crowd. These were the children she was going to have to teach for the next 7 years. Merlin help her.        "A word of advice for your time here. If you put your best into Hogwarts, Hogwarts will give it's best to you.This way please."

With a wave of her wand, the heavy oak doors opened, revealing the happily glowing Great Hall full of students. All of whom were staring at the stumbling herd of first years as they were lead to the dais, or to be far more exact, the three legged stool with a floppy looking hat on it.
A floppy looking hat that was singing a rather odd song. A rather odd song that a certain group of children talked all the way through.

When the hat had finished (or at least, when the students started clapping) Professor McGonagall made a quick gesture to 1st years, before pulling a list out of nowhere.
    The sorting had begun.

"Anders, Sebastian."
The boy standing beside Katherine quivered slightly, before gathering some semblance of bravery and clambering up the steps to the stool. A professor that had yet to introduce herself quickly lifted up the hat off the stool, so that Sebastian could sit, before she placed it onto his head.

The great hall was silent for a few moments before the hat yelled out a single word, causing the majority of the hall to break out into boos.

"Slytherin!"

The rest of the 'A' names passed in a blur to Katherine, who was busy trying to comprehend how the sweet boy she had met mere hours ago could be put into Slytherin. The clapping of Arden, Poppy (Hufflepuff) snapped the 'B' students out of their trance.
    They were up next.

"Bell, Elizabeth."
Oh! Look at Kathrine now, smirking most evilly at her sister falling up the stairs. She knew where her sister would be going. After all, wasn't that where their parents had told them to aim for?

    "Hufflepuff!"
Apparently not. This ought to be fun then.

"Bell, Isadora."
Katherine quickly glanced at the brown haired girl who was holding her arm ever so tightly, before whispering something very rude, and very much NOT approved by her mother, into Mica's ear.

    "Ravenclaw!"
"See, like I said."

"Bell, Katherine."
Mica gave her a quick hug before pushing her friend to the stage. And here, Katherine, the wanderer and legend, decided to make her first move.
A whispered "Magnus Chorum" under her breath as she walked to the stool caused two things to happen in quick succession. First, an incredibly loud choir made up of nothing started singing about fire and ice ending the world. And secondly, Professor McGonagall realised that she was in for a treat these next 7 years.

    The students in the hall immediately covered their ears, and in the 30 seconds that it took for a short, sweet looking professor to counter the charm, the school had already seen enough of this girl to realise her legendary abilities.

Once the chaos had subsided, Katherine continued on her way to the stool, sitting down with the mindset of a person on a mission.

Where do I put you? You have great ambitions and-
    No.
What's that?
    No, thank you.
Slytherin not for you?
    No.
I can see you value your own loyalty and wit, but I sense that you seek independence. How brave are you?
    I did just set a choir onto the school, so I'd say pretty brave.
Ah, but being brave and being cocky aren't the same thing. But the best place for you... yes.

    "Gryffindor!"

We all have highs and lows to our stories, Katherine just tends to self inflict more than she gets given. But as all great tales, what would they be without legends?

~
Author's Notes:
Ok. That took me an actual eternity to write. I know its not top dollar, but its better than nothing.
I'm hoping that I've got a bit more of a grasp on the hellish-marauder-esque person that is MY Katie.

Oh, yes that spell Katie cast is very much a made up one that google translate helped to invent. It will be occurring later in the book (way later, but I still think its worth noting).
I've kinda decided that Mica will have her strong accent written down, for reference, and any other later characters that might have accents will also have variations thereof.

I'm a greedy bread, and thus, all comments are very much appreciated.

Best with your reading endeavours!
Xx

~ MallaHarkness04

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