Hermione POV

As we walked through the Great Hall through the double doors, we saw four long tables filled with tons of students and above us were floating candles and what seemed to be the night sky, but I knew that wasn't it.

"It's not real, the ceiling." I said. "It's just bewitched to look like the sky. I read about it in..."

"Hogwarts: A History!" The twins said in unison. "It's our favorite book!"

I smiled at the two of them as I heard that statement.

McGonagall then stops us to the front where a single stool where a raggy hat laid on it. "Will you wait along here, please? Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." She said.

The man with the long beard and red robes at the front of the stool then stood up and began to speak.

"I have a few notices I wish to announce. To the First years, please note, that the forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch," Dumbeldore said as he gestures to a bald man in the corner with a strange cat with red eyes. "Has asked me to remind you that the 3rd floor corridor is out-of-bounds to everyone who does not want to die a most painful death. Thank you." He finishes up and sits back down.

"Wow, straight to the point." Y/N says. "Very reassuring."

McGonagall then stands up and announces, "When I call your name, you will come forth, I shall put the hat on your head on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses." She then calls out other names as they are sorted in their houses. I then zoned out for a moment until....

"Hermione Granger!" Professor McGonagall called out, which took me by surprise.

'Oh, no' I thought. 'I'm not ready.'

"Okay, relax." I said to myself.

"Don't worry." a voice said, as a hand grabbed mine, revealing itself to be Y/N. "Just be calm." He said with a supportive yet adorable smile, which made me blush madly.

"Thank you." I said quietly.

As I went to the stool, I placed myself and allowed the hat to be placed on my head. The hat gave a lot of "Hms" and "Ah" and finally shouts,

"GRYFFINDOR!"

The other Gryffindors cheered as I jumped off the stool with a smile and made my way to the table to join the others. I wonder what other houses the other students will be placed.

Y/N POV

As Hermione was sorted in Gryffindor, I waited for my name to be announced. In the meanwhile, McGonagall said other names.

"Draco Malfoy!"

"SLYTHERIN!" The hat bellowed, barely touching Malfoy's head as he left for the table with a smirk.

"Susan Bones!"

"Let's see... I know! HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Pansy Parkinson!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

A girl, now her robes outlining green stepped off the pedestal and walked to the Slytherin table as they cheered.

"Ronald Weasley!"

"Another Weasley!" The hat announced. "I know just what to do with you.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Lana Lovegood!"

"Good luck!" I whispered to my sister. She turned to me and hugged me before she went to the hat. "You too, Y/N." She said to me.

As Lana sat on the stool, the hat is placed on her head.

"Lovegood, I see..." I heard from the hat. "Something does feel amiss, but should be a simple choice!

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Y/N Lovegood!"

I gulped and made my way to the hat as Harry gave me a thumbs-up. I sat on the stool and the hat is placed on my head.

"Another Lovegood, eh? Should be the same as your sister, but wait? What's this? Your intellect is one of your best qualities, but your bravery is at the same level as it. But you want to prove your daring-do and determination. Maybe even have more ambition. You seem to be very different from others in your family,aren't you? Better be...."

"RAVENCL--- GRYFFINDOR!"

'Wait, what!' I thought. 'I'm a Gryffindor?'

Lana POV

I watched as my brother stood up from the stool and made his way to the Gryffindor table to join Hermione and Ron. Something is really strange about that. The Lovegoods have been in Ravenclaw for generations, Y/N must be the first to be sorted in Gryffindor.

'There could be a mistake.' I thought to myself. 'But then again, the hat is never wrong and could have seen more than what he is.'

It seemed that I wasn't the only one to think about this. Y/N seemed to be very confused as to what just happened, but the Gryffindors were happy to have him in his house.

'It could be for the best. He could get closer to Hermione.'

After Y/N took his seat, Professor McGonagall called out the other names until she said the very last.

"Harry Potter!"

As Harry stood up from his lonesome, he made his way and placed the Hat on his head.

"Hmm." The hat begins. "Difficult, very difficult, like the Lovegood boy. Plenty of courage I see, not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh yes, and a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you?"

Harry seemed discontent about the statement and I bet that he didn't want to be in the same place as Draco.

"Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin." he said in a whisper.

"Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure?" The hat announced, embarrassing Harry in front of the Slytherin. " You could be great, you know. It's all here in your head. And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness! There's no doubt about that. No?"

"Not Slytherin." Harry continued. "Anything but Slytherin."

"Well, if you're sure... better be.... GRYFFINDOR!"

The rest of the students cheered as Harry made his way to join the Gryffindors. The Weasley twins were cheering, "We got Potter! We got Potter!"

As Harry sat down, Dumbledore lifted his goblet and exclaimed, "Now, let the feast begin."

Y/N POV

As Dumbledore announced the feast to begin, platters of food suddenly appeared out of nowhere across the tables. As I looked through the tables, I spotted Lana picking out food from the platters at the Ravenclaw table, Draco digging in at the Slytherin table, and Ron eating all that he could find at our table. The people around us start to introduce themselves seeing as they would be with us for the next 7 years.

"I'm half and half." A kid named Seamus said in a Irish accent. "Me dad's a Muggle, Mam's a witch. Bit of nasty shock when he found out." As the others began to introduce themselves, Harry, who was sitting between me and Percy leaned over to ask Percy a question.

"Who's that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?" Harry asked.

"Oh, that's Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house."

"What's he teaching?"

"Potions." I answered for him.

"But everyone knows it's the Dark Arts he fancies. He's been after Quirrell's job for years." Percy said annoyed at the thought of me stealing his thunder.

Along with that tidbit, we got the experience of talking to Sir Nicholas, or as better known as, "Nearly Headless Nick." But if anyone questioned his name...

"Nearly Headless? How can you be nearly headless?" Hermione asked while Harry rolled his eyes.

"Like this." Nick said. He grabbed his head from the right and pulled it to the side. His head is still literally hanging by the skin of his neck.

Hermione closed her eyes and moaned in disgust. Ron yelped in surprise. Harry rolled his eyes once more.

I nearly vomited.

"Come on, man. I'm trying to eat here!" I said in between coughs as Hermione patted my back. "Thanks." I said as I finished coughing.

None of the other Gryffindors but the first years were disgusted by this as Nicholas floated down the table. As the feast was finishing up, Percy, being the Gryffindor prefect took us back to our common room, while the other prefects took the other houses back to their common room.

"Keep an eye on the staircases, they like to change." Percy said.

As we reached our common room, the picture known as, "The Fat Lady", began to move and ask Percy. "Password?" to which Percy responded, "Caput Draconis."

As the password was accepted, the Lady opened to reveal the Gryffindor Common Room. Percy then began to tell us where the boys and girls dormitories are. As I turned with the other boys to go to our beds, Hermione tapped me on the shoulder.

"Hey, Y/N?"

"Yeah, Hermione?"

"I just wanted to say good night." She said sweetly. "Hope you sleep well."

"Thank you. Sweet dreams." I said with a smile to which she giggled softly.

I then continued on to the boy's dorm, where I shared with the other first years, Harry, Ron, Seamus, Neville and Dean. We had to leave our belongings on the train, and they were brought up to our dorm, along with our pets. Speaking of which, Snowball was on a bed with my stuff, waiting for me.

"Night, lads." I called out to them, as I held Snowball in my arms.

"Night to you too, Y/N." the others called out eventually.

As the lights went out, I started to wonder. 'Why did the Sorting Hat choose to put me in Gryffindor?'