Marauders Revised

The sorting hat didn't do so well with making a song this year...

Dumbledore had started talking so Sirius and James couldn't elaborate.
"I am Professor Dumbledore and we will begin our sorting ceremony after the Sorting Hat sings it's song."
Dumbledore then stepped away from his podium and gestured for the hat, which was sitting on a chair, to start.

"Oh I am the legendary Sort-or-or-or-ting Hat.
I have a job that I fulfill with each and every year.
You may be in any of the four how-ow-ow-ses.
There is a house for brave, that one's Gryffindor.
There is one for the smartest magicks in all the passing world, that would be Ravenclaw.
And then there is the cunning one's that is Slytherin.
Now last and naw-nawt least is the finders and the particularly go-ooh-ooh-d making frienders.
That one is Hufflepuff where you will find a friend.
You may belong in an-nny of these houses, you'll sure to be-ee great.
Now let me sort you quickly so I can take my naaap!"

James and Sirius chuckled at the song.

Professor Mcgongall stepped up with a list, and starting reading off the names of people to be sorted. After somebody with the last name of Avery went and was sorted into Slytherin, Sirius was called up.

"Black, Sirius."
Sirius ran up to the stool, and sat down. Once the Sorting Hat was placed upon his head, it began to speak only to Sirius.
"Hmmm. You're a troublemaker... I can sense that you're different from others though, you seek to disprove your family. Except for your brother, you have a deep care for your brother... I am half tempted to put you in Slytherin, for that's where your destiny could lead you, but I feel that's not right. I think that we'll go with... GRYFFINDOR!" That last part he yelled out to the rest of the hall. Sirius took the hat off, and handed it to Professor Mcgonagall, running down to the Gryffindor table with a broad smile on his face.

The next person to get sorted who we care about is Lily Evans. Lily went up to the hat, and Mcgonagall put it on her head.

Hmmm...I'm thinking Ravenclaw, but i sense a deep loyalty to family and friends. That's a Gryffindor quality. What house would you rather be in? Choose wisely, this is the house you will be in for the next seven years.

Ravenclaw. Lily thought. The Sorting Hat chuckled. How bout Gryffindor? Sorry for teasing you, I just get extremely bored all year sitting on that shelf. You do belong in Gryffindor. He had said the last part to the rest of the room, and Lily took the hat off, leaving it to laugh to itself.

Let's just assume that the people we will be describing are the ones we care about, and not the only people in their year.

"Lupin, Remus." Remus got up to the stool and the hat was placed on his head. Werewolf eh? Oh and don't worry, I'm speaking only inside your mind. You're very intelligent, but I think that the best place for you to be in Gryffindor! The hat yelled out Gryffindor to the rest of the crowd.

Remus walked down to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Sirius, though the two didn't talk.

Next we have Peter Pettigrew who sat down and had the Sorting Hat placed on his head. The hat thought for a moment, and then yelled out Gryffindor.

Peter ran down and sat next to Remus, and they all watched the rest of the sorting.

Next was James Potter who ran up to stool, and sat down, eager to be sorted.

Eager mind. Trouble maker. Gryffindor! James walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Sirius, as they all finished watching the rest of the sorting.

Severus Snape was sorted into Slytherin, which brought a sad smile onto Lily's face, but was wiped away by James turning to her to ask her what her favorite Quidditch team was.

They all stared in wonder as on the table food magical appeared. Sirius dug in, the other Gryffindors following along.

  Just as everybody thought they were about to burst from food, the food was replaced with treats and everybody started eating again. Afterwards, Albus Dumbledore stood at the podium, and caught the hall's attention.

"Hello, I am Professor Albus Dumbledore, and I would like to add a few reminders. This year, we have added a new tree to the lawn, its name is the Whomping Willow, and if you hit it, it will hit you back, so be advised of that. The highly cautioned against forest has some beasts that you may not want to encounter, which is why the forest is highly cautioned against. Oh, and as our last order of business, we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, everybody please welcome Professor Banon."

Everybody turned their attention towards the staff table, where a man who looked to be about thirty was standing up and flattening his robes. He did a sort of awkward bow, and sat back down.

"Now, chop chop, off to bed." The students were led off to their common rooms by their prefects.