A Sorting Hat Memory

Hello Everyone!
This is the memory of the day I came to Hogwarts and the Sorting Ceremony.

I clutched my best friend Sarah Longbottom's hand, as we stood before a elderly Scottish witch, along with all the other new first years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 
"Welcome students, to Hogwarts, where you shall begin you magical education. When you walk through these doors you shall be Sorted in your Houses. While you stay at Hogwarts your House will be like your family, but remember.... There are no bad Houses, only bad wizards."
I knew Professor McGonagall was referring to Lord Voldemort - woops I mean You-Know-Who- who was a Slytherin whilst at Hogwarts, but everyone knows that ALL Dark Wizards were in Slytherin, so I guess there is such a thing as a bad (or at least a unlucky) HOuse. 
Professor McGonagall lead us through two HUGE wooden doors into the Great Hall. 
I looked up at the enchanted ceiling, which was glimmering with stars (it shows the sky above the roof kind of like a magical skylight.

We came to a halt in front of a three legged stool at the front of the Great Hall. A very old, battered wizarding hat sat apron it. 

Suddenly a rip in the Hat opened its mouth and began to sing:

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 tops 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.
Y ou might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell 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 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 achive their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And you won't get in a flap!
You're safe in my hands(though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!! *

The Great Hall erupted in cheers as the Hat bowed to each of the professors, and sat very still. 

"When I call your name, please come up and you shall be Sorted into your Houses......" Professor McGonagall said unrolling a long piece of parchment.

"Alberts, Victoria." 

A tall blond girl sat on the stool and placed the Hat on her head. There was a pause and then.. 

"RAVENCLAW!" The Hat yelled, as the people at a table on the left cheered.

"Avery, Harold." 

"SLYTHERIN!" The Slytherins did not look very nice, I thought as smug looking Harold Avery sat down. 

"Bieber, Justin." 

"GRYFFINDOR!" The table on the right exploded with cheers as Justin sat down next to my part vela cousin Victorie. 

"Bhwar, Alexandra." 

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Daniel, Austin."

"GRYFFINDOR."

"Dallas, Dehlla" 

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Longbottom, Sarah." 'Oh dear', I thought as I watched the Hat fall  past her ears..... 

"GRYFFINDOR!" 

"YES!" I cried, as Sarah sat down next to Justin looking pale, but pleased.

More and more names went by until they came to the Ms

"Malfoy, Scorpius." Sarah, and I crossed our fingers for our best friend as McGonagall placed the Hat on his white-blond head. After about a full minute the Hat screamed.......

"GRYFFINDOR!" I jumped up and down squealing with excitement, even though we knew Scorpius would get a Howler (a yelling letter) from his father the next day, we couldn't help but be thrilled that he wasn't a Slytherin. 

I waited and waited until finally....

"Potter, Hermione." Professor McGonagall gave a little involuntary smile when she came to my name, but no one noticed as the Great Hall was buzzing with whispers. 

"Potter?"

"As in Harry Potter?"

"Yes, didn't you know he had older twins that weren't in his biography?" 

"I can't believe it!"

"The Harry Potter's kids!"

As the hat slid over my eyes I saw that a lot of people where watching me intensely. 

"Well, well, well. We've got a Potter haven't we?" I small voice said coming from the Hat. 

"Never fear. I know exactly where to put you. 

"GRYFFINDOR!"

The Gryffindor Table cheered sooooo loud that my left ear wasn't the same for a week. 

"Potter, Ron."

 I prayed harder than I had ever prayed in my life that Ron would be in Gryffindor with me. 

But my anxiety didn't last long because about a second later the Hat cried

"GRYFFINDOR!" 

I was thrilled as I watched my dad's godson Teddy shake Ron's hand as he sat down. 

By now the Gryffindors had taken up a chant of: 

"We got the Potters! We got the Potters! We got the Potters!"

Now that my worries where over I began to focus on the golden dinner plates in front of me. 

'How is the food getting here?" I wondered as 'Watersprout, Alice." became a Slytherin. 

Finally the last boy ('Zabini, Darius') was sorted into Slytherin.

"Now, I know you are all hungry, so announcements can wait for later. Eat. Drink. And be merry." 

I suddenly noticed that the plates had been filled with more food, than I had ever seen in my life (and that is saying something coming from a Potter/Weasley household)!

"I'm going to love it here." I thought as the first course was replaced with desert!

*Sorting Hat Song from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's/Philosopher's Stone."