Misadventures at Hogwarts: Term 1 **THE NEW VERSION**

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OOC:I could type it out.
IC: Crystal heard singing coming from the middle of the room. The song went something like this:
"Oh,you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave of heart,Their daring,nerve,and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands(though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
 
I clapped with the rest when the song concluded. Thankfully I was early in the alphabet and would get the chance to sit down soon. My feet were sore and I wanted to get settled in. The calling of the names started with "Akhamed, Abul."

<OOC>And I need to get going, peeps.<OOC>
 
Crystal heard the hat shout, "Hufflepuff!" for Akhamed,Abul and then call Albany,Avery. The time seemed to fly by.
 
ooc: okay, see ya!^^ i gotta leave soon too.

ic: Saphira listened as Prof. McGonagall read down the list. She was tierd of standing, and the smell of the food made her mouth water.
 
OOC:WAH!!! Everyone's leaving!!!
IC: Crystal patiently waited in line with Ryan and Saphira. She tried to estimate how many first-years were in the line altogether. Guessing around fifty,she felt lucky that she had a last name that was early in the alphabet.
 
ooc: i know! sorry! but hey, thats another 25-45 minutes away for me.^^

Saphira glanced around, trying not to look at the food. Her last name was with the M`s. Oh joy.
 
Baren.... Bero..... Beoner..... Everything was passing by so slowly. It was boring, and Saphira was getting impatient.
 
ooc: we`re skipping all the others... -.-' maybe we should wait? ....... nah!

ic: Cass..... Cebton.... Curri..... Saphira was only half-listening to the names as they were called out.
 
OOC:I was thinking about that. XD But nobody's coming!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Should we continue?
 
OOC:The sorting,but nobody's been sorted yet(sorry if I skipped over anybody) I think we should wait for everyone else.
IC: Proffesor Mcgonnagal(excuse me if I misspelled it.) announced that a few names had somehow been forgotten,and started over..
 
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ooc: Anyone want to help a poor lost soul out? Where are we?
 
"Devins, Jacob" the Professor trilled. I stepped forward, disgruntled to be in the spotlight. I dropped the hat onto my head and sat down. A voice popped into my ear, saying "Well, quite the headcase we have here" I rapidly interjected "Just shut up and sort. I can do without the comments." The voice continued "Dark yes, and rebellious, but not evil. Slytherin's out. You're far from unremakable, no Hufflepuff. You're simply too pragmatic for Gryffindor. By process of elimination you're in RAVENCLAW!" The last word was shouted and I got off (replacing the hat as well) and ran off to join my new house. I wouldn't admit it, but I was relieved.
 
OOC: As I said in the post above yours,Mew13,we're at the sorting,but nobody's been sorted yet(until now)Wow,three posts at the exact same minute(5:31)!!
 
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OOC: WEll then...

BIC: Jillian couldn't remember where the train ride had went. Perhaps she'd fallen asleep, perhaps not. ALl she knew was that she was now in her flowing black robes and pointed hat.

"Matthews, Jillian!" called the Professor.

Jillian walked shakilly to the spindilly stool, sitting down and folding her hands in her lap as she the hat was placed on her head.

A small voice spoke in her ear. "Hmmm, qutie the talented young one here. SOme interesting qualities, beyond what a normal eye can see-"

Jillian interrupted. How do you know about that!? she thought wildly.

"I can see everything in your mind, young Jillian. You're no match for Huffelpuff, much too brave. Not Slytherin, oh no. YOu're soul is much too pure. Hmmm, Gryffendor of Ravenclaw, you'd fit equally in both! I'll place you in RAVENCLAW! for your intellegence far surpasses that of your age."

THe word RAVENCLAW had been shouted to the entire hall. Jillian raced to the table, taking a seat at the end of the table, releived that it was over.
 
I clapped with the rest for the Matthews girl, though, as usual, I felt nothing. There were quite a few empty seats along the table, perhaps she'd take one nowhere near me. No such luck. we were all but directly across from each other. Hopefully she'd pick up on my constant sour mood and leave me alone to brood. The next name was called.
 
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