The Sorting Hat and New Friends
Harry clasped Sophie by the shoulders, as soon as they got down the train, and wished her luck. He walked her over to Hagrid, and said to him, "Hey Hagrid, this is Sophelia, but we call her Sophie."
Hagrid beamed at her, and Kitty smiled back politely. "Don' you worry, not at all, you'll love Hogwarts, besides Harry got you well look'd after," he said and helped her into a boat.
Sophie waved her oldest brother goodbye and starting a conversation with Alex, Rosie and Addie about what lessons we gonna learn and what house we gonna sorted in.
Up at the castle, when the rest of the school was seated at their respective house tables, Professor Mcgonagall, having given an inspiring speech to the young first years, led them into the Great Hall. Sophie walking along with the rest youngsters of the scared looking first years felt as though she would very much like to sink through the floor. She caught her all five older brothers eyes, who smiled encouragingly and then looked up at the ceiling: a velvety black night sky, dotted with stars.
Professor Mcgonagall led them right up to the front where an old patched, frayed hat sat upon a four-legged stool. She began calling out names to be newly sorted into their houses, after the Hat finished its song.
"Harrison, Prudence!" A small shy looking girl went upto the stool and put on the Hat. "GRYFFINDOR!" cried the Hat and the Gryffindor table erupted in cheers.
When almost all the first' years had been sorted, Professor Mcgonagall called out, "Potter, Sophelia!" The hook nosed teacher seated next to Dumbledore sat up a little straighter. Sophie went up to the stool and put on the Hat.
"This is not difficult, your five brothers was tougher to place. A mind quite like your mother, I see," said the Hat's voice in Sophie's head.
At the mention of her mother, she forgot all her nervousness and asked the Hat, "You sorted my mama! What was she like?"
"I only read your mind, young one, if you do not know, I cannot tell you," replied the hat, "You are not very brave I see, nor are you cunning, so that's two ruled out. I think you will be best for RAVENCLAW!"
Sophie's heart sank, and made her way to the table on the left. She caught Harry and Henry's eye at the Gryffindor table and turn towards Chris and Chuckie at the Hufflepuff table than look towards Cole at the Ravenclaw table and realized she not alone. But she needn't have worried for they broke into a big grin and gave her a thumbs up. Slightly relieved, Sophie looked, towards the High Table. The hook nosed teacher, whom she assumed was Professor Snape was staring fixedly at her. She shuddered, having heard already that Professor Snape hated and bullied her older brothers, she hoped he would not hate her too and be like the Dursleys bullied her.
"You're the Potter brothers' younger and only sister," said a dreamy voice to her right, "I'm Luna Lovegood." Sophie looked around and saw a blond girl, staring dreamily into space. "Hi, I'm Sophelia, but you can call me Sophie." she replied, Cole moved towards her, so he can help her but fixing her plate and let sure she has a healthy size of food. She saw Alex went to sit with his brothers, while Rosie and Addie came to sit beside her.
"I hope mama and daddy not mad at us for not get sorted in Gryffindor like our brothers." Addie said sadly, Sophie and Rosie hugs her.
"Addie, mama and daddy won't be upset because they told us it doesn't matter what house we inother than Slytherin, remember? Rosie said said to her comfortly. Sophie looks both of them.
" Yeah Addie y'all parents and siblings seem not the type to be mad at y'all unless if y'all misbehave." Sophie told her kindly with a soft smile Addie just nodded.
After the sorting was over, the Headmaster, professor Dumbledore clapped his hands the tables filled with the most delicious looking food Kitty had ever seen: roast chicken, lamb chops, pork chops, sausages, roast beef, green peas with mushrooms, grilled salmon, steak, carrots, gravy, mashed potatoes and Yorkshire pudding. Sophie helped herself to a bit of everything and started talking to Rosie, Addie and Luna.
She heard a voice call her, and looked around to see Draco Malfoy hissing at her from behind her. "So baby Potter like older brother, I see you aren't a Gryffindork or a Chris and Chuckie like your idiot brothers." he said maliciously. Sophie heeded her Harry's advice and continued talking to Luna, more loudly. But it was hard avoiding both him and Snape.
After the feast, the food disappeared and the puddings appeared: blocks of ice cream in all kinds of flavours, apple pies, treacle tarts, chocolate ĂŠclairs, trifle, jelly, rice pudding, strawberry mascarpone tart, chocolate truffle, blueberry cheesecake, poached pears and tapioca pudding.
"I wouldn't try the poached pears, if I were you," said Luna seriously, "They are a nesting ground for the crumple horned-snorkack." Sophie, Rosie and Addie merely shrugged their shoulders, and continued with their apple pie.
At last the puddings too disappeared, and Dumbledore got to his feet. "It is my painful duty to inform you that the Inter House Quidditch Cup will not take place this year." Sophie could swear she heard Harry and Henry's indignant "WHAT!"
Dumbledore continued, raising his voice over the buzz that filled the Great Hall, "This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year, taking up much of the teachers' time and energy - but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts we are hosting the Triwizard Tournament. The Triwizard Tournament was first established some seven hundred years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest European schools of wizardry: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. A champion was selected to represent each school, and the three champions competed in three magical tasks. The schools took it in turns to host the tournament once every five years, and it was generally agreed to be a most excellent way of establishing ties between young witches and wizards of different nationalities - until, that is, the death toll mounted so high that the tournament was discontinued."
Sophie looked around alarmed, while Dumbledore said, "The heads of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving with their short-listed contenders in October, and the selection of the three champions will take place at Halloween. An impartial judge will decide which students are most worthy to compete for the Triwizard Cup, the glory of their school, and a thousand Galleons personal prize money. Only students who are of age - that is to say, seventeen years or older - will be allowed to put forward their names for consideration. I will personally be ensuring that no underage student hoodwinks our impartial judge into making them Hogwarts champion."
"Also, this year the Defence Against the Dark Arts's teacher's post will be filled by Professor Alastor 'Mad-eye' Moody," Dumbledore finished, as a grizzly haired man with a scarred face stood up and bowed. One of the man's eyes was a vivid electric blue, a large chunk of his nose was missing and in place of one of his feet, he had a wooden carved leg, much like a muggle pirate's.
The students filed out of the Great Hall, and started leading to the dormitories. The Ravenclaw common room was protected by a riddle that had to be correctly answered, in order to enter.
Sophie wondered what would happen, if she ever did not figure out the answer to the riddle. Shuddering at the thought that she might have to spend the night on the cold floor outside, in the dark, she turned over in her bed, and fell asleep immediately.