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Headmistress McGonagall

The Sorting Hat’s voice rang out for the last time. Polite applause followed, with Minerva McGonagall clapping as enthusiastically as she had for each of their new charges. The final first year, the last initiate, found their place among their new housemates under the clear, starry sky. The celestial lights seemed to twinkle and tremble above them, as if they could hardly contain themselves on this fateful night.

 

Minerva rose. She did not speak at first, and her piercing gaze skimmed the sea of students. But before long, a gentle smile broke out.

 

“Good evening. To all those who return to these halls for another year: welcome back. There are plenty of new faces for you to meet in the next weeks. I trust you will give your new housemates a warm welcome to their new homes.

 

“To our new first years, congratulations on your Sorting and welcome to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am Headmistress McGonagall, and I look forward to seeing what every one of you will accomplish in your time here. There is much to learn and discover, but I expect you all to follow our rules from this day forward.”

 

She still hadn’t thought of the best way to warn them all about the forbidden places without sparking curiosity, but that would come later. “Please join me in congratulating our newest prefects and our new Head students, @Ethan Smith and @Alayna Weasley. And I would also like to welcome the newest member of our staff. He will be joining Professor Foster in teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts.”

 

With an amused smile, she added, “Please join me in welcoming @Professor McGonagall.”

 

There were no more formalities left – all that remained was the part that Minerva was dreading. She’d mulled it over and over all morning and all afternoon, failing to conjure some perfect solution out of thin air. In the end, she could only be forthright.

 

“Finally, for our new students and for everyone in need of a reminder,” Minerva started with a pointed look at her audience, “the forest is still off-limits. Anyone caught wandering out there will face a steep punishment. I cannot stress this enough, but the forest is a dangerous place. We won’t entertain any excuses.

 

“But, while some of us struggle to follow these rules, I am proud of you all. Outside our school, the world still sees unrest and prejudice. Since I returned to Hogwarts two years ago, I have seen such kindness and understanding here for your fellow students, even if they are different from you. I have heard you speak about the struggles of beasts and beings alike, and I have seen you strive to make Hogwarts an inclusive place. Progress is often slow and often difficult, but when I see you all, I feel hopeful.

 

“With that being said, I must also remind you that the SNARLL program is still under investigation. I urge you to be open, especially to some of the most marginalized members of the wizarding community, but to also be careful. Not everything is what it seems, and not everyone is who they claim to be.”

 

Minerva realized that, sometime in the middle of her speech, she had tensed up. She breathed out, letting her shoulders fall as if her whole body were deflating. It was time to move on.

 

“And now the moment I know you’ve all been waiting for.” She clapped, and a feast fit for kings appeared on each table. “Let us eat.”

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Ethan Smith

It was just something that was odd, hearing his name in the speech that he was head boy. Sure he had the badge that was on him but he wasn't expecting the headmistress to tell everyone that he was head boy. Sure it happened before, but maybe he wanted to be in hiding for a little while. Yet that wasn't something that was going to happen. People were going to know who he was. 

 

Now he just wanted to sit and eat and just think about how this year was going to go. 

 

The first thing he was going to do was host a uniform check for the whole school. There was no way he wasn't allowed to do that. looking around at all the new first years he wondered how many of them were scared. Knowing that if anyone came up to him he would help them an answer their questions the best that he would be able to answer them.

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Avery Potter

As Avery watched @Alec Potterheading for the lions den, she felt a pang of sorrow. She knew that he belonged there - the hat had said - but a part of her had hoped they would be together. Her sorrow was broken a few moments later as instead her cousin @Josie Potterwas sorted with her. She beamed towards both of them, wondering what trouble the next Potter generation could bring together. 

 

As the head boy and girl were announced, she squealed. She already knew, of course, that her cousin (however removed) had been awarded a shiny badge. She had not realised that her favourite prefect had also been given a promotion. 

 

"Ethan! You are the king prefect!" She said, as she moved to throw her arms around his neck. "See! I told you that you needed the crown!"

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Pine Tree

He didn't care about head boy or girl or new professors, what caught his ear was that the fact that the forest was off limits. Pine didn't care about that at all he was looking for his twin @Box Tree who ended up in another area of the tower. Pine didn't know how that as going to work out for the other twin. But if they were to live in the forest together that was all he cared about. 

 

Getting up from the table and walked over towards the blue table, Ravenclaw, to go talk to Box. "We are not living in the towers are we? We are going to the forest tonight? Right?" He was whispering it cause he didn't want others to know about his plan of running away from this place.

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Joseph Wilkins

Joe wasn't overly concerned when the stern-looking woman got up to speak. He doubted that many of her annoucements would concern him for he didn't expect for his stay at Hogwarts to be a long one. He didn't care all that much about the announcement about prefects or head students; those were simply regular students who were given authority over the other kids. He didn't see this as a role to be worthy of much congratulation. The announcement about the new professor was met with equal indifference.

 

His ears pricked up though when the woman mentioned a forest. Joe had nothing to feer from trees, and a group of them close together would be a good place to hide, and perhaps make his escape. He didn't suspect that there would be anything particularly dangerous in a forest in Scotland, and it might even work to his advantage.

 

He was pleased to hear that people at Hogwarts were exercising tolerance, and apparently treated each other equally. These were virtues and should be celebrated anywhere, even at a school dedicated to teaching magic. As for this SNARLL thing, he had no clue what she was talking about.

 

His interest returned though at the mention of food, and he wondered what was on the menu. He expected waiters to come to the tables and take orders, or for serving staff to come through the door carrying trays of hot food. He was not prepared for the food to somehow magically appear on the table, but however it arrived, Joe could not deny that he was more than ready for a decent meal.

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Alec Potter

Alec felt both relieved and disappointed when the hat proclaimed him a Gryffindor. Admittedly, he wasn't sure if there was any better of an option - he had been sorted with one of his siblings, and that was the most he could ask for, wasn't it? He felt a jumble of emotions as he stepped towards the Gryffindor Table and took the first seat he could find. Sonny was somewhere, probably, but Alec hadn't sought him out yet. 

 

Instead, he was looking around to where his sister @Avery Potter sat at the Hufflepuff Table. Alec tried to catch her eye and waved sadly.

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Verity Doran

The Sorting Hat’s verdict cut through the air, ringing through Verity’s head a thousand times louder than the gentle whispers that had preceded it.  Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor.  Her breath wooshed out of her, turning almost immediately into laughter as a great wave of relief swept from head to toe.  She had a house!

 

The Professor swept the Sorting Hat from her head and she ran to the table full of whooping, clapping kids with red trim on their robes.  Verity felt her heart fill to bursting; she already loved each and every one of them, even the nose pickers and utter gits.  They were her gits now, and that was all that mattered.

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Chaol Edevane

This was a lot to take in, but Chaol was enjoying every minute of it. Almost vibrating with excitement, he took his seat at the Gryffindor table to watch as the rest of his year was sorted. Smiling at the familiar faces that joined him, Chaol thought of all the possibilities before him.

 

It was going to be grand, absolutely grand.

 

He didn't even pay attention to McGonagall's words about the forest being off limits. Forests were fun and all, but there was a great big castle to explore as well!

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Jerome Chan

Jerome didn't quite understand it all. Yes, he was new, and yes, he'd been assigned a house. Hufflepuff. It sounded like a strange name, as strange as the name of the school. But it also sounded...cute. Like the Totoro plushie he had in his room. He heard cheers as soon as the hat was lifted over his eyes and his vision returned. Why were they cheering? He didn't get it. But he'd seen the others go towards different tables, and he assumed that it was based on houses. His eyes locked on a table filled with people in robes lined with yellow, and he started to make his way there.

 

Was yellow his colour now? He guessed so. He quite liked yellow. Yellow was the second colour of the Chinese flag, so that must be a good sign. He tried to smile, tried to relax as he sat himself at the table.

 

When the headmistress began to speak, he felt more at ease. Announcements, authority and rules, that was what he was used to. That, at least, was familiar. Order. He liked order. At the mention of prejudice, he frowned. He hadn't heard about that. He thought that since the magical community was so small, everyone would get along. He didn't like it when people discriminated against others because of something they couldn't control. There was good in everyone, at least, that was what Mengzi said in his books.

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Alecia Yates

If there was one thing that was to be expected at the start of the school year, it was boring speeches. The same ones over and over again that introduced people and what their roles were followed by the students being told what they could and could not due. At this point in her life, Alecia didn't even pay attention to the speech and instead looked around at the room at her peers.

 

This would be her last year at Hogwarts. Alecia wasn't sure what to think about this. Over the last two years she hadn't been involved that much due to being gone for a year and catching up last term. The Gryffindor was determined to participate in more activities and help assist Laney in her new position as Head Girl.

 

When her friends name was announced, Alecia clapped loudly, "GOOD JOB LANEY. MAKE YOUR PAPA PROUD OF YOU." She didn't say anything about Ethan since at this point she was not sure what to think about him. When the speech was over, Alecia filled up her plate until it was overflowing and started to eat.

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Jack Dare

Jack had of course heard of Professor McGonagall. She was practically a legend, and old enough in her own right to be one. He pulled out his notebook as she began her speech, jotting down the pertinent points: Head Girl and Boy's names, new professor -- weirdly another McGonagall, he made a note to investigate that relationship, forest off limits -- check, be inclusive and not prejudiced -- check (he was a Dare, wasn't he?), SNARLL program under investigation.....

 

For the first time Jack looked up from his notebook. This was the first Jack had heard of this. He'd spent the entire summer away from the UK traveling with his family, and though he was known to be an avid reader of the Prophet and any news source he could get his hands on, there had been no mention of SNARLL in the American or Swedish papers. He had no idea why SNARLL would be under investigation, but it was of particular interest to Jack since he had sent away for a werewolf pen pal before the summer and had still not heard back from the program. Perhaps this was the reason why. Jack circled this last point and added an asterixis or two to remind him to look into it. Then he stowed his notes away, as it appeared the food had arrived while he was deep in his thoughts.

 

Edited by Jack Dare

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Amelia Martin

Amelia smiled when she heard the Sorting Hat declare her a Slytherin. It was a sort of waver-y smile, though, because her mind was mostly occupied with the hat's words to her. What did it mean; she was lonely? She had plenty of friends and admirers. It was clear, she decided, that the hat wasn't all correct. Putting her in Slytherin? Correct. That was about it, though. She strode  over to the House swimming in green, a smirk now taking place of the unsure look. 

 

Seating herself with grace, Amy turned back toward the rest of the students still being Sorted and let her mind wander. It would be a while, and Aster had already been Sorted into Gryffindor. She was worried, because she hadn't spotted Lyra or Annaly anywhere. Her thoughts, however, were pulled toward the ceremony when she heard Dale's fate be put in the same House as her. Awhile after that, however, were the words she'd rather never hear: @Margarleon Turpentine. Was. In. Slytherin. It was bad enough she'd have to share a dorm with Willa for seven years, but her and that Turpentine filth Slytherins, too? "The world is falling apart."

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Alvis Anderson

For once in his three sorting ceremonies Alvis actually was paying attention to the headmistress. Although that soon went out of the window when he caught sight of the most beautiful-est thing he'd ever seen. Did he know this creature of divine loveliness or was she new to the castle, she couldn't be a first year surely but non of this came to the thick skull of the now third year lion, all that was their was a picture of pure beauty. Like a Plimpy in water, a dragon breathing fire or the song of a veela.

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Sabine Frost

Sabine sat. Unlike the first-years, who would (she suspected) be terrified and eager to begin the feast – or everyone (who would be typically hungry at the end of a long day and therefore hoping the feast would begin), Sabine enjoyed the Sorting and the speeches. Primarily because she was a very fussy eater and although there were often elements of the sumptuous spread she could enjoy, she spent most of her time drinking pumpkin juice.

 

Sabine’s eyes narrowed at the mention of a new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. Also called McGonagall. Given Sabine did not understand sarcasm, or plays on words, she scanned the teacher’s table, and was surprised not to see a new face. She suspected they were late in arriving and wondered if the newcomer was a relative of the Headmistress, or if the surname was merely a coincidence.

 

And then, quite abruptly, following a couple of warnings, the speeches were over and the food was served. Sabine wondered how long it would last, and if she’d have time to read a book before bed-time.

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Jacquetta Rosewood

She and @Willa Henry had been placed in different houses. Jacquetta didn’t know what to do. She sat at the Hufflepuff Table and looked towards the Slytherin one. She spotted her best friend and offered a small wave. Hopefully they would be able to survive on their own.

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