Chapter 3! Please review, good, or bad; I won't post chapter 4 until I have at least 5 reviews! Sorry for the long wait!

Chapter 3

As the oak doors pushed open, Al became suddenly nervous. A little voice in his head was whispering to him Slytherin, Slytherin, you will be in Slytherin. Despite his father's words of wisdom before he got on the train, Al was genuinely frightened.

They made their way up between the four house tables; the older students staring at them like they were amusing. Al suddenly felt very timid, and started shaking. Rose on the other hand, stood up tall, and looked confident; though still shaking from the cold.

"Just wait along here, and when I call your name, come and sit on this stool, and I will put the Sorting Hat on your head." Professor Creevy said. The stool was placed in front of what Al assumed to be the teacher's table. In the center of the table, was an old witch sitting in a golden high-backed chair. Albus had seen her on chocolate frog cards. She was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and was a dedicated teacher, and now head of house at Hogwarts School. She was also a close friend of Albus Dumbledore.

"Albert, Glen!" The Sorting had begun. Glen Albert walked shyly up to the stool, and Professor Creevy placed the sorting hat on his head. The hall waited quietly, and then the Sorting Hat shouted out

"RAVENCLAW!" the hat shouted. The table on the left side of the room erupted into cheers. The small boy ran to the table, and sat down. The sorting continued, and finally reached Al.

"Potter, Albus!" Whispers broke out amongst the students as his name was called. He heard James shout, "Go Al!" and he blushed. He sat down on the stool, and the hat fell over his eyes.

"Well, well, well, another hero in the making. I can see great things coming from you, Mr. Potter. I know where to put you…

GRYFFINDOR!" The Hat shouted. Albus gave a sigh of relief, and ran to the table clapping and cheering for him. It wasn't until he heard people laughing at him did he realize that he still had the Hat on his head. He ran back up to Professor Creevy, who was laughing quietly, and gave him the Sorting Hat back.

A little short, but I wanted it to be that way. It gives more stuff for chapter 4!