Elysian Potter: The Forgotten Queen

Chapter Three: The Sorting Hat.

Elysian Potter: The Forgotten Queen.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor d I own the original idea for this story. All rights for the characters go to the magnificent J. K. Rowling and the original idea belongs to CharmedMilliE-Karry Master.

Note: This story has been rewritten because I didn't think it was really up to my standards and I honestly forgot half of the subplots I was supposed to be adding into this story so I'm rewriting it all.

Elysian's Theme Song: You Should See Me In A Crown, Billie Ellis

Chapter Three: The Sorting Hat.

The door swung open at once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and Elysian's first thought was that this was not someone to cross.

"The firs'-yars, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.

"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take it from here."

She pulled the door wide. The Entrance Hall was so big you could have fit the whole Potter Quiddich Pitch inside. The stone walls were lit with flaming torches like the ones at Gringotts, the ceiling was too high to make out, and a magnificent marble staircase facing them led to the upper floors.

They followed Professor McGonagall across the flagged stone floor. Elysian could hear the drone of hundreds of voices from a doorway to the right – the rest of the school must already be here – but Professor McGonagall showed the first-years into a small empty chamber off the hall. They crowded in, standing rather closer together than they would usually have done, peering about nervously.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The star-of-term banquet will begin shortly, bit before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory and spend free time in your house common room.

"The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn you house points, while any rule-breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points will be awarded the House Cup, a great honour. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.

"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you're waiting."

Instantly Neville began to worry as Elysian spotted some of the vainer girls in the area pulling out small mirrors and checking themselves over.

"I shall return when we are ready for you," said Professor McGonagall. "Please wait quietly."

She left the chamber. Neville swallowed.

While everyone was fussing and trying to figure out what the Sorting Ceremony entailed, Elysian felt a sudden pull deep within her soul. It was almost like something was calling her from inside one of the paintings. Like Hogwarts herself was welcoming her home, as if she had only been away on a short trip. It was strange yet amazing and something Elysian had always felt missing from her home life.

Then something happened which made her jump about a foot in the air – several people behind her screamed.

"What the –?"