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Zarek Yeran: ::Chuckles a bit and shakes his head, making his way up to the school with Gerrard talking excitedly:: Should we wait for Charisse inside, or out here? I really hope I’m in Gryffindor..I'll have to send home for my owl, I didn't realize everyone else would have one ..
Charisse Banning::Shuffles into the entrance hall with the rest of the first year students, the students of other years already having seated themselves in the Great Hall, and piles her trunk and Opa's cage into the large pile of luggage that had been growing steadily since the train arrived and situates herself against one wall, keeping to the opposite side of the hall from Malfoy::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Shrugs a bit nervously and smiles striding up towards the entrance hall of the school, every now and then staring around the group of kids wishing they could just get this over with and get to their rooms and stepping up to one of the smaller piles of luggage he reaches up to place his backpack on the top, standing on his tip-toes with just enough height to nudge it onto the top and with a short goodbye to Urza he places his cage among the rest before to standing in the center of the hall, shuffling his feet a bit::
Prof. McGonagall: ::Professor McGonagall comes to the top step of the stairs before them and looks down at the mass of assembled first years:: Welcome to Hogwarts. You will shortly be sorted into houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, or Slytherin. You house will be your family. Your triumphs will earn your houses points, any misbehavior will lose points. Follow me. ::With that she turns and leads the students into the Great Hall where the sorting hat already sits on its stool::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Turns around and gazes up to the top of the stairs and stuffing his hands in his pockets he listens silently as the witch talks, when she finishes he starts to move with the crowd of students up the stairs and as they come into the great hall and begin to file inside and between the tables two by two he glances around nervously as one of the repulsive girls from the boats shoves her way up next to him::
Charisse Banning::Stares up at the witch, her heart gradually begining to race and after a moment of hesitation follows the crowd, dropping toward the back as she sees Malfoy push his way up front and then glances around as they step into the Great Hall, her gaze quickly going to the Slytherin table, where she recognizes nearly everyone as one of her relatives or family friends' children::
Zarek Yeran: ::Follows Gerrard up the steps into the great hall, looking absolutely terrified. Glancing around the great hall, he files in with the rest, coming to stand on the other side of Gerrard, before throwing a nasty glance at the girl on the other side of him::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Attempting to not shudder at the presence of the girl he focuses on walking and keeping his feet from catching on the edges of his robes like they had the first day he'd gotten them, remembering with a slight bit of horror how he'd fallen on his face his first day wearing them but as they come up to about the center of the great hall the ceiling had caught his eye only to have his attention drawn away but a shorter girl a few people in front of them babbling about, "Hogwarts, a history" and the magic behind the bewitched ceiling::
Prof. McGonagall: ::Stands at the front of the hall and picks up the Sorting Hat once its done singing and gazes out over the masses of Students dressed in black:: Now, when I call your name, you will come sit on the stool and I will place the hat on your head, it will say the name of your house and you will sit at your table.
Charisse Banning: ::Shuffles into the group fifth to last and stares at McGonagall as she speaks, her gaze falling upon the two she had sat with on the train and then traveling up to the dirty, tattered hat::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Glances around and barely remembers to stop as he bumps into a boy in front of him and offering a quick apology he stares around the hall and then up towards the teachers table and then to the hat, peering at it intently as if it looks as though it could come to life or could have just been a hat taken from an old dirty attic::
Prof. McGonagall: ::Pulls open a scroll and reads a name, speaking loudly:: Hannah Abbott ::Places the hat on the young girl's head as she sits on the stool::
Zarek Yeran: ::Shuffles his feet nervously while glancing at the hat, still looking quite terrified.::
Sorting Hat: ::The tip of the hat droops slightly for a moment before the creases in the front begin to move and the deep voice of the hat echoes in the now silent room:: Hmm... yes.. definitely... ::The creases in the hat curve into a mostly frightening smile before he declares:: Hufflepuff!!
Prof. McGonagall: ::Takes the hat from Hannah's head and and Hannah runs to the Hufflepuff table as McGonagall says:: Drrco Malfoy!
Draco Malfoy: ::Malfoy struts up to the stool and sits, sneering at the Great Hall as that hat's placed on his head:: Gerrard Rayne: ::The hat makes a nearly disgusted face possibly at the prospect of nearly being placed on such a greasy head of hair and having the nice leather he's made out of ruined and declares before he even touches the boys head in an Gerrard Rayne: emotionless voice:: Slytherin....
Draco Malfoy: ::Runs off to the Slytherin table as McGonagall plucks the hat back::
Prof. McGonagall: Hermione Granger!
Sorting Hat: ::The hat creases into another smile and the edges of the brim on either side flutter as he declares:: Gryffindor!
Zarek Yeran: ::Claps lightly, glancing wistfully at the Gryffindor table and looking somewhat hopeful::
Prof. McGonagall: Terry Boot!
Prof. McGonagall: Ronald Weasley!
Sorting Hat: ::The hat grins more then smiles at this one:: Hmm... another Weasley? I know just what to do with youuu.... ::The brim of the hat flutters for a moment before it declares:: Gryffindor!!
Prof. McGonagall: Justin Finch-Fletchley!
Sorting Hat: ::The hats brim flutters for a moment before declaring with ease:: Hufflepuff!!
Prof. McGonagall: Zarek Yeran!
Zarek Yeran: ::Stumbles up the stairs, tripping over the first one but quickly pulling himself together. Standing near the stool, he lifts the hat, places it on his head and sits down quickly::
Sorting Hat: ::The hat sits for a moment, a little startled as the boy picks him up but settles in and Hmm's to itself for a moment, the tip of the hat moving back and forth slowly as it considers:: Yeesss.. hmm... ::The tip of the hat raises and it declares proudly:: Gryffindor!
Zarek Yeran: ::Hops off the stool and makes for the Gryffindor table, before remembering to take the hat off. Blushing furiously, he returns to the stool, places the hat back in its proper place and hurries off to the Gryffindor table::
Prof. McGonagall: Morag MacDougal! ::Soots an amused glance at Zarek as he takes a seat::
Charisse Banning::Giggles softly as Zarek takes a seat, happy that he's a Gryffindor like he wanted.
Sorting Hat: ::The hat grimaces once again at the sight of the boy and scrunches back up against itself refusing to touch the greasy hair before proclaiming at the last second before he touches:: Slytherin...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Pats Zarek a couple times on the shoulder as he passes, whispering a congratulations before turning back to the rest of the students being sorted::
Prof. McGonagall: Harry Potter!
Sorting Hat: ::The hat sits and ponders for a few moments muttering to itself about the different houses and the boys qualities but just as he begins to whine about not wanting to be Slytherin the hats brim flutters and proclaims:: Gryffindor!!
Prof. McGonagall: Pansy Parkinson!.... Neville Longbottom!... Vincent Crabbe!.... Charisse Banning!
Charisse Banning::Shudders at Crabbe for a minute as she steps up to the stool, staring longingly at the Slytherin table as she sits, taking a deep breath::
Sorting Hat: Slytherin... Gryffindor!... Slytherin!
Charisse Banning::Closes her eyes as the hat is placed upon her head::
Sorting Hat: ::For the first time the hat looks slightly perplexed as it sits upon the head of this girl, the tip dips down low as it thinks, muttering various things to itself:: Brave.. hmm... ambitious.. yess.. honorable... you are.. ::The hats voice stays low to the point where the only person who can hear it is Charisse herself:: Intelligent.. very intelligent... but where would you do best... Gryffindor? Ravenclaw? Slytherin...
Charisse Banning::Stiffens a bit as the hat considers and mutters softly to it:: Please...
Sorting Hat: ::The hat does it's best nod in response to Charisse but considers for another moment:: Good, then I know just where you'll do best... ::The hat straightens again almost looking as though it's taking a breath and declares:: Hufflepuff!!
Charisse Banning::Her eyes snap open and widen in an expression of complete shock which slowly fades to disgust and then complete fear as she sits until McGonagall nudges her forward and she slowly walks to Hufflepuff table, taking a seat between Cedric Diggory and David Nelson::
Draco Malfoy: ::Both Malfoy and Flint's voices ring over the silence in the Hall:: What!? ::Followed by Malfoy's:: Wait until your parents hear about this!
Prof. McGonagall: Gregory Goyle!
Gerrard Rayne: ::Starts to clap with the rest of the students there but stops after a second and drops his hands to his side as he realizes just what had happened, for the first time shooting an irritated glance Malfoy's way::
Sorting Hat: ::The hat nearly crawls all over itself trying to get away from the head of this boy and declares quickly:: Slytherin..
Prof. McGonagall: Gerrard Rayne!
Gerrard Rayne: ::Finally looks away from the Hufflepuff table nearly speaking a, "What?" before gulping and realizing exactly where he was supposed to go and stepping through the few remaining students left he takes his seat on the stool and waits as the hat is placed on his head::
Sorting Hat: The hat ponders and sits for a few moments, muttering softly to itself as it thinks:: Ravenclaw.. or.. ::The tip of the hat points up as it declares proudly:: Gryffindor!!
Charisse Banning::Stares up at the front of the Hall where Gerrard just took a seat and claps along with the rest as he's declared a Gryffindor::