The Great Hall was marvellous, it was beyond the expression of words. It was so beautiful, that the first years gaped at the sight of it. Oh, the stories, the tales of how gorgeous the Great Hall was didn't matter to James or Fred now; they had it right in front of them. Ali, thought on first glance, that this place was better then her old place in Illinois..... Better then the beautiful ranch that she had left behind.

The Great Hall as four, long, tables with kids sitting at them in one side of the room- for the houses it seemed; there was a fifth tab at the front of the room, for the staff. All the teaches were sitting there, except Proffessor Longbottom, who was leading the first years in.

The ceiling was beautiful- candles hung from the ceiling. The ceiling it's self was like the night sky, stars, and little white, yet grey clouds, and it was a dakr night navy sky blue. The first years gaped as soon as they could open they're mouths.

The sniggers of the elder cosins and Teddy at the Gryffindor table triggered James, Fred, and Ali out of they're trance.

Proffessor Longbottom braught out a hat; not the original sorting hat, that had been burnt in the Battle of Hogwarts many years ago- eighteen in fact.

So, this hat was a perfect replica of the original sorting hat, if even possible.

The brim of the old, patched hat opened and it began to just sing a simple chorus of playful sing song words.

"Oh long ago

There was four founders:

Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw,

Slytherin and Gryffindor!

Hufflepuff:

Loyal, friendly, and good finders.

Ravenclaw:

Shy, witty, wise and intelligent.

Slytherin:

Sly, cunning, ambitious and proud.

Gryffindor:

Loyal, brave, courageous and loud.

So where will you belong?

You'll find out now!

So put me on-

And I'll place you

Where you belong!"

Everybody began to clap for the sorting hats performance. James swore that he saw the tip of the hat take a little bow, and he chuckled to himself.

Proffessor Longbottom took out a scroll, and began to call names.

"Andrews, Jackson!" Became the first Hufflepuff.

"A. Child. Called, It!"

Ali winced at the child's name. The girl ran up, her brown hair bouncing as she went up. She caught Ali's eyes, and Ali mouthed, "I'm sorry about your name."

The girl mouthed back, "It's okay."

She had become the first Gryffindor.

The trio didn't really pay attention until they had gotten to the letter 'P'.

"Potter, James!"

The hall went up in whispers and murmurs. "God," James thought, "can they all get a grip?"

He placed the hat on his head.

"Ahhh! A Potter and a Weasley! Should be easy... Slytherin, or Gryffindor? Seem to want to be with your family, huh? Well, lets see... GRYFFINDOR!"

"WE GOT POTTER, WE GOT POTTER!" The Gryffindor table exclaimed, and it reminded Minerva McGonagall, the headmistress of Hogwarts, of James' fathers sorting.

They had gotten down to the 'S's, and Ali was becoming nervous, understandably.

"Taylor, Alice!"

Ali went to go sit down; she had the brim of the hanger her eyes.

James had this weird power- he could look into others minds. So, he looked into what the sorting hat was saying to Ali.

"Ahhh...... Alice Taylor... Your grandmother was in Slytherin, but alas, you are muggleborn. Hmm... Sly, cunning, brave, loyal, ambitious, proud, courageous, witty, snappy comebacks... Smart, creative... You've had a hard time growing up, haven't you? GRYFFINDOR!"

Ali came and sat next to James.

"Weasley, Fredrick!"

Fred went up to the stool.

In his ear, the hat mumbled. "Ahhh!" The hat had said aloud for the second time that night. Fred jumped in shock.

"ANOTHER WEASLEY-POTTER!? HOW MANY ARE THERE!?"

'Quite a lot..' James thought at the hat's out burst.

"Easy! GRYFFINDOR!"

The Silver Trio was in Gryffindor, much like the Golden Trio was.

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Once all the first years were sorted, the feast had begun for the whole school.

Boy, the feast was wonderful.

With a few words, McGonagall let the children go to bed.

She, the Silver Trio, and the rest of the Staff and School by now, were unaware...

Unaware of the dangers that would come this year.

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Okay! So, uhm, hope you all like. Comment for criticism, everything!

If you have noticed now, you see a glimpse of the future of Madison Potter from the Madison Potter series.

Go read the, to understand, they're by me.

Love,

~ Madison