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[Professor Llwellyn]

((THREAD NOW OPEN TO ALL STUDENTS- FIRSTIES IT'S TIME TO RP YOUR SORTING.))

Rhodri LLwellyn smiled benevolently over the great hall. It was the first day of the new school year and the older students had begun to arrive for the feast. Of course the feast would follow the sorting, and the sorting itself could not yet take place. Somewhere outside in the dusk, the first yeasr were making their way across the lake under the 'tender' guidance of Mortimer Ogren. Which was unfortunate for the first years, but at least kept Ogren's odious body away from the Great Hall for a while longer.

The professor idly scrawled a few last minute notes for his speech onto a scrap of parchment. He never made long speeches of course, and that made it all the more essential to make sure he'd packed all the details in. He also kept half an eye on the students who were starting to file into the hall.

[Joseph Arthur Wilkins]

Joe entered the Great Hall and made his way to the Hufflepuff table. It was good to be back at Hogwarts again for what would become his third year, and what was extra special this time was that he would not be coming alone this time. He knew that his young sister was among those being ferried across the lake by that foul Ogren person. There were very few people in the world that Joe actively disliked, but Ogren had to be somewhere near the top of the list. The way he treated not only students, but so far as Joe could tell everyone in existence was utterly disgusting. He hoped that the trip across the lake would be a brief one, for not only Mary's sake but the rest of the first years too.

As he took a seat, he looked around at the familiar room. People were arriving, he looked to see if anyone he recognised was among the crowd streaming through the doors. It was good to be back here again, in magical surroundings. He wondered what the sorting hat's speech would be this year, it always seemed to say something new and exciting but of course it was not the speech itself that was the most important part of the evening for him, nor would be the feast itself that his stomach was clearly looking forward to. No, this was the day when he would find out which house Mary would be sorted into. With any luck she might join him at this very table. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

[Ellenore Clark]

Ellenore walked through the doors to the Great Hall. There wasn't many other people here yet. Oh well. It's another year at Hogwarts. She put on a smile. She'd try to be nice this year. To everyone. She'd have real friends this year, well, a friend and a brother.
Ellenore headed over to the Slytherin table and took a seat on the end. She watched the other students file into the Great Hall and waited for the year to start.

[Regis Blake]

Regis entered the warm great hall with a smile plastered on his face. He looked about at all four tables at the other excited people and almost sang his excitement.  Oh! How he wanted to go to all the tables and hug the friends he had not seen for so long, but he restrained himself.  He waltzed over to the Gryffindor table and sat down.  His back hurt from the long distance horseback riding that he had endured, but he was thankful that his father was there to make the journey seem less taxing.  And so he had said his goodbyes (and avoided spending too much time with Ogren) and then had excitedly boarded the carriages for his second year at Hogwarts.  His brain pounded with thoughts... he absolutley could not wait for the sorting ceremony.  It seemed only just yesterday that he had been sorted to the best House in Hogwarts! He smiled.

"Oi! Peter!" he called.   "How have you been?"   Truly, this would be a remarkable year.  The fun had just begun.

[Cecile Bloch]

The Great Hall never failed to take Cecile's breath away and skipping into it now, all lit up and shiny with the starry night sky stretching over her head it had the same effect it had had on her as a first year. Only this time there would be no standing in front of the school waiting for her doom, er for the Hat to decide where to put her. She had caused quite the stir, yelling at the Hat when it put her in Hufflepuff. Funny how a year later she was happy to go over to the Hufflepuff table, wearing her yellow and black proudly instead of giving it dirty looks as if it was her robe's fault she wasn't in Gryffindor.

Hardly anyone was there yet. She parted from Genevieve at the front door and skipped to the Hufflepuff table. "Hi Joe!" she called taking a seat across from the older boy. "How was your summer? Are you excited to be back? I hope they start soon!" You would think she hadn't been outside running her mouth to everyone she had come across all day the way she was chattering on, but that was Cecile for you. She never missed an opportunity to talk, it was one of her favorite things to do. That wasn't to say she didn't listen too, but at least with her you didn't have to worry about awkward lags in the conversation.

[Allison Cassidy Rose]

Allison glided into the Great Hall. Looking up at the twinkling stars, Allison smiled. She was back at Hogwarts! And a second year! Now that the summer was over she would see her friends and learn new things and have so much fun! She was glad to be home, because really Hogwarts was her home. Looking at the students finding their seats, Allison spotted Joe and Cecile, two friends of hers, sitting at the long Hufflepuff table. Allison was clearly going to sit by them both, but which one was she to be nex to? The tables were so long, you had to choose ahead of time so to pick which side you walk down! Cecile or Joe? Cecile or Joe? Allison asked herself. Skipping down one side of the table she finally came to where the two were. Allison slid in next to Cecile, afterall what if Mary was a Hufflepuff? Surly she would want to be by her brother. "Hello all!" Allison beamed. "Have a good summer?" Not only was she excited to be back at Hogwarts, but this year she wouldn't have to go through the embarrassing task of being sorted AND she got to take a carriage to the castle instead of those boats! The year was looking good already!

[Daniella Cruz]

Vieve had let her sister tow her into the horseless carriage near the front. It was just easier than arguing with her really and she had no idea who else to ride with. It was impossible to find anyone in the chaos, not that she had actually gone and looked or anything, why exert herself so early? She was sure the professors would begin piling homework on them the next day and she still had a summer assignment to finish ugh.

Whereas Cecile skipped off, Genevieve more meandered towards the Gryffindor table. It was nice to be back, Hogwarts felt more like home than home did, now a days and Gryffindor was the center of her Hogwarts home. She just wasn't about to mention that. If anyone asked she would still tell them she was left afloat in a sea of idiots, which in some ways she was, but she was rather fond of them now.

"Hullo Regis," she said plopping down at the table near the second year. She didn't know him well, but she knew her own yearmates in her house even less, so he seemed a good person to talk to. "How was your summer?"

[Joseph Arthur Wilkins]

Joe smiled when first Cecile, then Allison joined him at the Hufflepuff table. He was among friends once more, although of course he had seen them both during the summer. The school always felt more homey with familair company to share it with. He was grateful when Allison chose to sit on the other side of the table, not that he didn't enjoy her company or anything but there was a chance that Mary would be joining them and it would be nice to sit together, at least this first time.

"Hello Cecile" he remarked initally "I had a great summer. My sister discovered that she was in fact a witch, in fact Mary is among the crowd waiting to be sorted." He couldn't recall if he had told Cecile about Mary at all, but if not then now would be a good time to talk about her, when she was on the verge of taking her place among the ranks of Hogwarts students.

He smiled at Allison when she joined them too. "Hi Allison" he replied "I can't wait for the sorting, and yes I had a wonderful summer. Thanks once again for inviting me over, you have a very interesting house." He recalled the Summer Ball that her family had hosted, and all-in-all he had a good time. He was of course grateful that he hadn't been obliged to dance though.

[Regis Blake]

Regis watched as Genevieve approached his table, looking very different than she had the year before.  Seeing as she was a third year, he didn't get a chance to talk to her very often, and so didn't know her very well.  So he was quite suprised when she sat down next to him and asked him how his summer was.  Regis flushed bright red and looked down at the table.  He stammered a bit and had to take a very deep breath.  "Cool it, Regis" he thought.  "Just settle down."  "My summer was great!  I had so much fun being with new friends from outside of Hogwarts, and I even got to see a professional quidditch game! However, I'm glad it's over because I love Hogwarts, and it's great to be back!  How was your summer?"

Regis greatly hoped that Genevieve didn't think he was an idiot.  Regis, for some reason, really wanted to impress Genevieve, which is why he slipped in the bit about professional quidditch.

[James Mallory]

Orion strolled lazily into the Great Hall. It was very nice to be a second year, very relaxing not to have to cross the lake in those shoddy boats and then stand in line for hours panicing about what house you would be in. You also got to more or less avoid the caretaker which was a massive bonus. Not that Ogren the awful had yet got revenge for last year's confusion, Orion wasn't in Slytherin for nothing!

Even so, he was still only a second year and in Slytherin that meant he had to sit nearer the teachers - only the older kids got the fun seats nearer the door. Still, at least he knew he'd find somebody to talk to. Like Ellenore for instance. "Hey again El" he greeted her cheerfully. "I wonder how long we have to wait for the sorting?"

[Cecile Bloch]

"Oh that will be fun, I didn't know you had a sister! You can show her all around the castle! Maybe she'll be in Hufflepuff with us!" Cecile's biggest regret was that she and Vieve were in different houses. How could she torment Genevieve with her across the castle all the time? It would be so much easier if they were together. She immediately craned her neck looking for the first years,  but no, older students were still coming in. While getting in an early carriage had meant she was up to school nice and quickly it also meant now she had to wait. If there was one thing Cecile hated it was waiting, especially since the food they had packed to eat before they went up to the castle seemed like such a long time ago!

No first years were forthcoming but she did see Allison who came over and joined her. "It was good, just boring. Except for the ball and the zoo," she brightened a little. "Thank you again for inviting us, I had a wonderful time." Even though Finn McGill hadn't crashed the party and whisked her away to life of pirating. She would have to keep looking. "I'd never been in a real wizarding house before," she added. "I'd like to get a proper look around one someday." Her own house was big, practically as big as Allison's, but except for whatever Cecile and her sister brought home completely Muggle.

[Allison Cassidy Rose]

Allison was pleased that noth Joe and Cecile had a good time at the ball, and-being muggleborn-both commented on wizarding houses. This was one of the many things Allison was always surprised by. Being a pureblood and growing up in that ouse, she had found Joe's house much more interesting! She kept this to herself though and graciously said "I am glad you were able to make it and enjoyed yourselves." Allison was excited for the feast to begin. The sorting would e fun to watch and the food was always to die for. Now if only more people would arrive...

[Professor d'Ambray]

Another year, another feast. The students were filing into the hall once more in preparation for the sorting of the new students and of course Kenton would be observing it all from his place at the staff table. He had apparated to Hogsmeade some time ago and now he walked into the great hall and headed to the the space that was his own. He noticed as he passed the students that they were all busily talking amongst themselves and renewing acquaintances. He wondered how many of them would be as keen to apply themselves to their studies as they did to their conversations. He suspected though most of the sounds that would fill these corridors in the coming months thoguh would not be the scraping of quill pens on parchment.

"Greetings Rhodri" he spoke to the headmaster as he sat down, then watched the hall filling up with yet more students. He knew it wouldn't be long before everybody was seated and the official business of the evening could begin. The Great Hall was truly vast but it seemed to take no more than a few minutes to populate the place.

He too was looking forward to the sorting of course, to seeing yet another batch of new students discovering which house they will call their home for what would hopefully be the next seven years. It was always a major event in the Hogwarts calendar of course, and so it should be. The sorting defined in a number of cases the course of these young people's lives.

[Adelaine Beaumont]

Another year at Hogwarts -- what could be better? Adelaine entered slowly into the Great Hall, greeting familiar faces along her way to the Ravenclaw table. She saw that not too many Ravenclaws had arrived yet, but that was perfectly fine with her. She had always hated getting stuck sitting next to someone she didn't particularly like; it's always best to get there early. More choices for me, then, I suppose, she thought as she stood and stared at the table, deciding where she wanted to sit.
She was moving quite slowly toward the table, buying time, when she spotted Cecile and Allison at the Hufflepuff table. Walking over to them, she wondered if it was okay for a Ravenclaw to stand next to the Hufflepuff table before the feast started. Hoping a professor wouldn't yell at her, she rushed over to the two girls.
"Hello, Cecile! Hello, Allison," she said cheerfully. "Excited to be back?"

[Daniella Cruz]

Regis didn't answer right away, turning red and stammering something. Maybe he had wanted to be left alone? Or maybe he was just being weird. Genevieve was thoroughly convinced that all boys were weird. Even Alistair and Joe who were quite nice were strange. They were like entirely different creatures that made absolutely no sense to Genevieve.

She was about to make an excuse and move away when he finally answered. "I've never seen a real Qudditch match," she said wistfully. "Was it fun?" Maybe she would have to find a way to get to one next summer. "My summer was good I suppose, boring, but good. Other than the zoo in Diagon Alley, did you get a chance to see it?, we didn't do much else." Which had been just fine with her. She had to do things during school, she didn't want to during summer too! "Are you going to try out for the House Qudditch team? I heard a few of the old players graduated last year." They hadn't even had tryouts in her first two years, the teams had all been filled.

[Regis Blake]

"The match was incredible!", he said to Genevieve.  He realized he was speaking very loudly so he spoke softer this time, turning red again. "I wish I would have seen you there! I was looking for people I knew.  My father got sick and couldn't attend."   He smiled at Genevieve.  "A boring summer?  Well are you glad that the school year is starting then?  Because yes, I am trying out for the team as a chaser even though I'm not very good at flying.  Hopefully Gryffindor won't be destroyed like we were in the house cup!"

Regis had heard about this zoo in Diagon Alley, but he had prior plans with a Muggle boy he had met outside of London.  He now wished he hadn't stayed at the boys home for such a long duration, because of what he missed out on.  As a third year, you must... err... know a lot of spells?"

[Alistair Bauldaugh]

Perhaps Alistair should stop attempting to rush through things. Doing so had been completely unnecessary this morning and as he went to quickly hop out of the carriage, his foot caught on the lip of the step down and he had only managed to stay standing to avoid falling face first into a puddle of mud. The somewhat clumsy boy righted himself and straightened his robes before falling in line with the other students entering the castle.

The Great Hall was as inviting as ever. The sky seemed so much more interesting when you were inside a large room. He wandered over to the Hufflepuff table, wondering where he might sit. There was a bit more freedom when you were older, so long as you left room for the new first years. But once he saw a familiar grouping of people, it wasn’t a difficult choice.

“Ladies,” Alistair said, nodding to Cecile and Allison as he took a seat across from the latter, next to Joe. The young boy was noticing more and more lately how frequently he was in the company of these girls, as well as several others. He sometimes felt the urge to be closer to his few male friends. “Joe.” He smiled. “Did Mary enjoy the trip here?” He knew that she had been curious about apparition. Knowing Joe and she would have taken the portkey, he was intrigued as to how it went. It seemed that Alistair only talked to Joe about his sister anymore, but she was a good topic for discussion. Hopefully she wouldn’t mind being talked about, if she ever found out.

[Professor Penvellyn]

Just inside the Entrance Hall to Hogwarts a stern woman with greying hair pulled up high stood waiting silently. Once the last returning student had made their way into the Great Hall, she closed the double doors and turned to face the still open doors that led outside. In a minute or so the boats would dock on the backside of the castle and the first years would be led inside. Professor Penvellyn stood as still as a statue until she saw the first signs of the eager new group.

First came the faint sounds of those who weren’t too nervous to speak – or those who were too nervous to keep quiet. Then there were footsteps and, finally, the parade of eleven year olds walked in. Not wanting to have to repeat herself, Eleanor waited until all of the students had found a place to stand and fell silent. “Good evening, I am Professor Penvellyn. In a moment, I will escort you into the Hall where you will be sorted into your houses.” A slight murmur of excitement washed through the crowd.

After clearing her throat, Eleanor proceeded. “Your house will be your new home and family. Excellent performance in class and good deeds will earn you points. Breaking rules or misbehavior will result in a loss of points. The house with the most points at the end of the year will receive the House Cup.” Again a small wave of whispers took over the first years, but the professor needed to press on. “Please, follow me.” She turned about and waved her wand, causing the doors to open for her and the students.

Leading the group up the path between the two middle tables, she stopped just shy of the staff table. She waved her wand again and a stool appeared, one final time, and the Sorting Hat came whizzing around the corner and into the Hall, floating well above the heads of all the students. She set it upright on the stool. A second passed, and then the seam holding the brim to the rest of the hat split wide open and a song sprung forth.

Another year is upon us,
And much like those that came before,
New Students join us at Hogwarts,
I’ve been tasked with the sorting chore.
Come up now, don’t be shy,
The process is very fast.
I take a quick look inside your mind,
Before you take your place at last.
What is the difference, you may
Be thinking while you wait.
Four houses make up our strong school,
Each with individual traits.
Slytherin envisioned a house of
Wizards ambitious and great
While Ravenclaw created a home
For those with wit and urge to debate.
Gryffindor seeks those with endless
Courage and great loyalty,
And Hufflepuff accepts all with an open heart
And are not afraid of drudgery.
With all that you now know and
What I shall soon discover
It’s time for the Sorting to begin,
Simply slip under my cover.

“When I call your name, please come forward and take a seat.” Eleanor unrolled a scroll of parchment with the names of all the students standing before her on it. One at a time, she called them out and placed the hat upon their heads.

{{OOC: Post your own sorting, don’t feel the need to post in alphabetical order. 2nd and 3rd years, if you haven’t posted yet, post as if you had been there before the first years walked in unless you intend to arrive after the ceremony all together. Welcome your new housemates warmly!}}

[Meghan Morris]

Meghan was glad to escape the groundskeeper and be handed over to the Professor. When entering the Dining Hall Meghan's neck craned to see everything. As she followed the Professor she tried to keep herself from bumping into others. Meghan succeeded... for the most part. No one seemed to be holding their shins in pain from when she may have accidentally kicked them.

She saw the Professor flick her wrist and a grungy old hat came zooming into view. The magic was a bit of a shock but nothing compared to when the hat started singing. Singing! A singing hat no less! Meghan was sure she would never get used to the magic that would now fill her days. She tried to listen to the hat's song but found her attention being brought to the staff table instead. These were to be the people teaching her for the next several years. Meghan knew by the looks on their faces it would be wise to be in their good graces.

The sound of her name being called brought Meghan back to earth. She hurried to the stool where the old hat lay. She sat down and waited for the hat to be lifted unto her head. It seemed no sooner than the hat had been placed on her head that it bellowed out "GRYFFINDOR!" Feeling more than a bit dizzy and with her stomach in knots Meghan approached the gold and red table.

Edited by Meghan Morris, 26 July 2011 - 10:33 PM.

[Mary Lynn Wilkins]

Mary nodded when she saw one of the professors bring out the sorting hat. She had been informed that a hat would be the one to make the decision so the revalation wasn't that surprising. She had heard a few of the students debating about what might happen whilst traveeling here with that awful Ogren man, but she felt no reason to make such enquiries, she knew already. She hadn't expected it to start singing though, that had surprised her. She applauded the song which helped to clarify the differences between all the houses, which up until now she had only known by name.

"Wilkins, Mary"

Calmly she stepped up towards the stool and took a seat. She wondered how many people other than Joe had caught her name and knew that she was his sister. That small crowd sat around him surely did, or at least a couple of them who had visited the farm over the summer. She wonered if she would be joining them in a moment or whether she would be required to sit elsewhere. Was it common practice for family to be sorted into the same house?

The hat started speaking to her, but she got the impression that the words would reach no ears but her own. "Hmm, Wilkins sister of Wilkins" it mused "let's see here. You hope to be sorted into Hufflepuff with your brother but I can not guarantee you will get your wish. I have split families before now. Where do you belong?" Mary sighed but she remained reasonably composed. If she was destined to follow another path then so be it, it would be nice to Join Joe though and she still clung on to the hope that it might happen.

"Not a bad mind I see" it mused "and you can be brave if need be. Not a great deal of ambition but I see great compasson, a caring nature and a strong work ethic. Very well Miss Wilkins, you may join your brother in...." The hat was going to say it! She had heard the rhyme and the traits it mentioned last, according to the lyrics surely meant that she belonged in only one pace.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat roared, and she was elated by the revelation. She could hear the cheers from the Hufflepuff table welcome her into their mist. Taking off the hat and laying it down on the chair, she stepped over toards the Hufflepuff table and took a seat beside Alistair who was sitting next to Joe. "I made it here Joe" she enthused "I'm in Hufflepuff too. Isn't that great?" She did indeed recognise most of the people around her although one face was unfamiliar "Hello, I'm Mary" she introduced herself to the girl sitting next to Allison.

Edited by Mary Lynn Wilkins, 27 July 2011 - 03:46 AM.