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I’d heard a lot about Hogwarts before, but I had never even imagined such a splendid place. The Great Hall was lit by thousands of candles which were floating in mid-air over four long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting. These tables were laid with glittering golden plates and goblets. At the top of the Hall was another long table where the teachers were sitting.
Professor McGonagall led us up there, so that we came to a halt in a line facing the other students, with the teachers behind me. I stood on the tips of my toes and looked for that familiar sleek-blond hair. Draco was sitting at the table to the right, an empty seat next to him, which made me smile. He gave me a thumps-up.
I looked as Professor McGonagall silently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first years. On top of the stool she put a pointed wizard’s hat, which was patched and frayed and extremely dirty. I pulled an eyebrow up as the hat started to sing, but I was more focused on the teachers table, trying to figure out which teacher was teaching what.
The whole hall burst into applause as the hat finished its song. It bowed to each of the four tables and then became quite still again.
‘So, we've just got to try on the hat!’ Ginny whispered. ‘I'll kill Fred, he was going on about wrestling a troll.’
Professor McGonagall stepped forward holding a long roll of parchment.
‘When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted,’ she said, ‘Amber, Lisa!’
‘GRYFFINDOR!’ shouted the hat. The table on the far left cheered and clapped as Lisa went to sit down at the Gryffindor table. Professor McGonagall kept shouting names. Sometimes, the hat shouted out the house at once, but at others it took a little while to decide.
‘Lovegood, Luna,’ was the first to join Ravenclaw. The table second from the left clapped this time; several Ravenclaws stood up to shake hands with her as she joined them. But then, at last, it was my turn.
‘Katherine Macmillan,’ I swallowed hard, took a deep breath and stepped forward. The last thing I saw before the hat dropped over my eyes was Draco grinning. Next second I was looking at the black inside of the hat.
‘Ah,’ said a small voice in my ear, ‘You’re a difficult one. You fit several houses. Let’s see. Smart, very smart. A lot of talent. Pure-blooded, yes. Cunning too. An interesting inheritance. But which house is right?’
I bit my lip and closed my eyes. I don’t know, I thought, I don’t know.
‘You don’t know either?’ said the small voice, ‘Are you sure? Your preference might change my opinion. You know, I do keep your opinion in account. Well, if you don’t know… better be RAVENCLAW!’
I heard the hat shout the last word to the whole hall. I opened my eyes, took the hat off and stared at the sea of faces in front off me. The Ravenclaw table clapped politely, but I could see some of them talking, shaking their head and pointing at the Slytherin table. That was the one table I didn’t dare to look at right now. I walked shakily toward the Ravenclaw table and sat down opposite Luna Lovegood, the girl that was previously sorted into Ravenclaw.
I stared at my plate as the last people were sorted. The last one was ‘Weasley, Ginny,’ and as I suspected from the first moment I met her, she was sorted into Gryffindor. Professor McGonagall rolled up her scroll and took the Sorting Hat away.
I didn’t hear Albus Dumbledore as he welcomed everyone. The dishes in front of me piled with food, but I didn’t care. All I could do was stare at my empty plate.

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