"A thousand years or more ago,

When I was newly sewn,

There lived four wizards of renown,

Whose names are still well known:

Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,

Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,

Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,

Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,

They hatched a daring plan

To educate young sorcerers

Thus Hogwarts School began.

Now each of these four founders

Formed their own house, for each

Did value different virtues

In the ones they had to teach.

By Gryffindor, the bravest were

Prized far beyond the rest;

For Ravenclaw, the cleverest

Would always be the best;

For Hufflepuff, hard workers were

Most worthy of admission;

And power-hungry Slytherin

Loved those of great ambition.

While still alive they did divide

Their favourites from the throng,

Yet how to pick the worthy ones

When they were dead and gone?

'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,

He whipped me off his head

The founders put some brains in me

So I could choose instead!

Now slip me snug about your ears,

I've never yet been wrong,

I'll have a look inside your mind

And tell where you belong!"

After the Sorting Hat's song, the Great Hall exploded into applause. Even being in a world where you could transfigure a lion in a mouse and vice versa, a Hat that sang was still awesome. When the clapping died down, Professor Babbet, teacher of Transfiguration that had silky black hair and a chubby face, opened the scroll of names in her hands and begun reading the names.

- Abel, Dillard.

A black haired tall boy walked towards he Hat, after some seconds that the cap was low on his head it shouted.

-Hufflepuff!

The Hufflepuff table behind Atara, exploded into cheers as they received a new component of their big family. While the Hufflepuff table was all family like, when Abernathy Mackenzie joined the Slytherins the table made a sophisticated applause. As if they had worked on it, which made Atara snort loudly.

- This year the Slytherins have already passed the line trying to be all elegant and stuff.

Muttered Atara to Sam, who giggled in response. As the two girls continued discussing the posh clapping of the Slytherins, the Sorting kept going.

- Alicea, Ivan.

- Gryffindor!

- Archer, Karrah!

- Hufflepuff!

- Arias, Vaida.

- Slytherin!

- Autry, Eduardo.

- Gryffindor!

- Bachman, Dawson.

- Gryffindor!

At every verdict the Hat gave, the Ravenclaw table seemed every time more annoyed.

-Why are there so many Gryffindors in seven First Years?

Grumbled a second year near the two girls.

- Bagget, Katrina.

- Ravenclaw!

For the first time that evening, the blue-bronze table burst in applauses. Nonetheless after Katrina came two Hufflepuffs, Barela Caelia and Barret Hank, and two other Gryffindors Bess Jeff and Caballero Addison.

- Cable, Yale.

- I feel he's going to be a Slytherin.

Whispered Sam, but soon after the Hat said.

- Ravenclaw!

As Clark Sabrina got Sorted into Ravenclaw, the auburn curly haired Ravenclaw had to try her best not to giggle at Sam.

- Corona, Joel.

- Gryffindor!

- Cutler, Casey.

- Slytherin!

- Desilva, Agatha.

- Ravenclaw!

- Dillon, Beatrix.

Atara recognised the crispy blond haired girl walking without fear towards the cap. She seemed mystified by all the magic around her, from the pointy hats to the enchanted ceiling.

It didn't take long before the enchanted garment shout boomed through the Great Hall.

- Gryffindor!

While Dowdy Byrony was getting Sorted into the blue-bronze House, the curly auburn haired Ravenclaw shot a glance to the Hufflepuff table, where Jason was talking to a First Year and Isobel was discussing something with a fellow Hufflepuff with dreadlocks.

After Byrony, it was Dyason Maeve's turn to get Sorted into Hufflepuff, followed by Eglea Stacia, Faber Gabriel, Furman Bernard, Gandy Alawn and Marx Ean; respectively in Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

As Masters Irwin went to sit at Rowena's House table, Atara grumbled.

- This is getting so boring! We've got to wait for an hour to get everyone Sorted, it ridiculous!

Sam faintly smiled and returned talking with Alex, a friend of hers who occasionally convinced Atara and Sam to play a prank together. Just to say, it never ended well.

- Moreau, Vanessa.

- Gryffindor!

At the next name, Professor Babbet supressed a frown before saying:

- Potter, James.

The whole Great Hall fell silent; all the attention had gone to the eleven-year-old boy who was walking towards the Sorting Hat. He seemed a Potter in evert way possible, with a hint of Weasley, the big red family who was soundlessly overthrowing the Magical Community. As the Sorting Hat was placed on Potters head, the garment shouted.

- Gryffindor!

While another Potter joined Sir Gryffindors House, Roxanne and her bigger brother Fred began jumping up and down chanting

- We're awesome! We're awesome! Because we've got Potter!

As the Gryffindor table began to sing, not synchronised and making a disastrous mess, only Professor McGonagall, the Headmistress, managed to make them shut up.

The Sorting continued without any sons or daughters of Saviours of the Wizarding World.

- Ragan, Berylla.

- Slytherin!

- Ragan, Estevan.

- Hufflepuff!

The two twins parted away, one in the ambitious and resourceful House and the other in the hard-working and patient House.

After the twins followed Richmond Carel, Roden Rebecca, Rowle Veena, Salas Haden, Seal Gerald, Svezia Inga, Summer Friday and at last Wade Ferdinand, respectively in Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Slytherin, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff and Slytherin.

Waiting for many stressful minutes, maybe even more than an hour and the feast could properly begin.

....o....o....o....o....o

- Finally! Food!

Barked Atara, before stacking food on her plate, under Sam's stupefied gaze.

- I've known you for four years, and I still can't rap my head around how much you eat! Do you ever explode?

The auburn curly haired Ravenclaw remained quiet, munching away and planning her next prank.

- Hey, Atara? Do you hear me?

Tested worryingly Sam, waving her hand before the others girl face.

- Yes, just zoned out a bit...

At those words Sam relaxed, her posture loosened and she showed a faint smile. Which was rare for her to smile; she always kept the same stern expression with everyone, apart for her best friend Alex, of course. Sam had developed a secret crush on him the earlier year, which brought up her infinite awkwardness.

Bite after bite, the two roommates chatted away, often engaging in discussions with some First Years and Alex.

Just after a voracious war between Atara and Alex, seeing the boy as winner for the girl's dismay, for the last slice of blueberry pie, all the food disappeared. Professor McGonagall stood up from her chair, opening her arms and beginning the years annual speech.

- Welcome everyone, new and old, at another year at Hogwarts. I sincerely hope that everyone will have fun this year, while still following the rules. With this note, I want to remind everybody that the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest are off limits.

A number of groans arose from the scarlet-golden and the blue-bronze Houses, many mysterious creatures were in those locations still to be discovered.

- Before you go to bed, you must conserve your last energies for a Hogwarts tradition. Sing along at whatever tune you choose.

With a wave of the Headmistress's wand, a wave appeared in mid-air with song lyrics carved on it.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,

Teach us something please,

Whether we be old and bald

Or young with scabby knees,

Our heads could do with filling

With some interesting stuff,

For now they're bare and full of air,

Dead flies and bits of fluff,

So teach us things worth knowing,

Bring back what we've forgot,

Just do your best, we'll do the rest,

And learn until our brains all rot."

Atara loved the Hogwarts song, this time was no exception as she sang along at the Weird Sisters oldest hit, at the contrary of McGonagall who always seemed dreading the moment. When nearly everyone finished singing, the banner disappeared and the smile on Professor McGonagall reappeared.

- Well now, it's time for all of you to get into your comfortable beds. Goodnight and have peaceful dreams. Please the First Years follow the Prefect who will show you the way.

With the Great Hall's doors finally open, the students quickly filed out messily returning to their dormitories.