Harriette, Draco, Neville, and Hermione were standing together in the center of the large croud of first years as they waited for McGonagall. They were all gathered at the bottom of a grand staircase and looking around nervously as they theorized on all the sorting entailed.

"My brothers said you have to fight a troll!" a readheaded boy with large eyes said from behind them, causing Draco to scoff.

"A troll? What sort of absurd school would make first year wizards with no magical training fight a troll?" Draco turned slightly to fully look at the boy who had spoken. The boy didn't respond, simply turned bright red and looked down at the ground while a few of the kids around him laughed. "I see. Hand-me-down robes and bright red hair? You must be a Weasley." Draco said with disgust. Harriette rolled her eyes at that and roughly elbowed Draco in the side, causing Draco to glare at her. Draco looked at Weasley, once again with disgust, but turned around anyway, deciding that it was best to leave it at one insult than continue the conversation and face the wrath of his cousin. It was at that moment that McGonagall returned.

"Follow me students, and we shall begin with your sorting," she said quickly, obviously in a rush due to beginning the welcome festivities two hours behind schedule. She walked quickly, so quickly in fact that the pool of first years were struggling not to trip over eachother and keep up. McGonagall didn't seem to notice this and continued without any hesitation as she entered the hall, not even giving the first years time to gawk at their surroundings.

As soon as the students stopped moving, Hermione looked up excitingly. "Everyone, look up!" She said, prompting, Harriette, Draco, and Neville to do so. "It isn't really the night sky. It's just enchanted to look like it is. I read about it in 'Hogwarts: A History'", she said matter-of-factly, earning an eyebrow raise from Draco.

"Of course it isn't really the sky. If there was no roof, then it would be awfully dreadful when it rains." He said, earning a shoulder shrug and a blushing face from Hermione and a soft giggle from Harriette, while Neville was still too distracted by the ceiling to notice any comment any of them had made.

"Students, when I call your name, you will sit on the stool and place the hat on your head to be sorted into your houses. Let's begin. Abbot, Hannah." And thus began the sorting. The group of four watched anxiously as they waited for their names to be called.

"Grainger, Hermione."

Hermione took a deep breathe and headed towards the stool, praying she didn't trip. She already had a good idea of what house she would be placed in, Ravenclaw, if the elder prefect was a reliable source of house based information. Being that he was a prefect, she assumed that he was.

"Well, what do we have here?" A kind, yet somewhat raspy voice said into her head. Hermione was surprised, and hoped that surprise was not written on her face. She was unsure of wether or not she was supposed to respond or how to do so, so she simply waited. "Yes, I see. Already you have made such an impact on things in this school, haven't you? What a wonderful mind, plenty of courage as well, however. Yes...and you will need that courage won't you? But, it isn't the most important thing you will need. No...no...to make the sort of impact you are making, you will need to be well informed. Sharp. Ready to answer any questions anyone will throw at you. Ahh..yes...I believe I do just about have you sorted Ms. Grainger." Hermione felt her heart beat quicken in anticipation as the hat yelled out to the entire school, "RAVENCLAW!". She smiled and looked at her new friends who all smiled in return. She made her way toward the Ravenclaw table and hoped at least one of them would join her.

"Longbottom, Neville."

Neville walked quickly to the hat, terrified and ready to get his sorting over with. "Ah, yes. A longbottom. I would think you would go to Gryffindor just like your parents but...what is this I see?" Suddenly, Neville was scared he wasn't going to belong anywhere as he just couldn't see the traits of any of the houses in himself. "You do have some courage in there...and you will need it these next few years should you continue down the path I see. Yes, you will. But what I see in your mind...what you want...well, that's awfully ambitious, don't you agree?" Neville thought about what he wanted. He wanted Harriette to be correct. He wanted to end the stigma around blood purity. He wanted to prove himself to the Wizarding world. He wanted to be better. "Yes...much ambition..but is Slytherin the best place for you? After all, they do have much different world views than yourself. And what's this? Loyalty. Such loyalty already to the friends you made just hours ago. You have the heart of a Hufflepuff, there is no doubt. But what you wish to accomplish, why, can you do that in Hufflepuff? Can you get the resources and the reputation you need to impact the world in such a way? Oh my...where to put you..." Neville thought about where he wanted to go and what he wanted to do, and, hoping the sorting hat would hear him, thought, "Put me where I can best accomplish my goals. Because they need to be accomplished." The sorting hat chuckled, and it was a weird thing for Neville to hear a hat chuckle. "Well, if you that's what you want than better be.." Neville held his breathe as he waited, still having no idea where he was to be put. "SLYTHERIN". Neville was sure his eyes were going to pop out of his head as he made is way to the Slytherin table. He noticed that most everyone he could see seemed a bit shocked except for his friends, who were smiling widely at him in encouragement. He silently prayed to Merlin that he wouldn't get hexed in his sleep.

"Malfoy, Draco"

Draco confidently walked towards the stool, knowing full well where he was going to go. "Ah yes, another Malfoy. You are quite different from your father. You are ambitious, there is no doubt. You have the ambition of a slytherin. But with your eagerness to learn you could so easily be a Ravenclaw..." The hat trailed off as Draco inwardly rolled his eyes. "Just put me in Slytherin. It will be easier for me to accomplish what I want to there. I already have connections. Not only that, but someone needs to look after Neville." Draco thought. The hat sighed happily in response. "Yes, I see clearly now. SLYTHERIN." Draco smiled and walked to the slytherin table, sitting directly next to Neville.

"Potter, Harry"

Harriette rolled her eyes and began to make her way towards the stool. Whispers began immediately as she began to move.

"That's Harry Potter? But that's a girl."

"Is that THE Harry Potter, it isn't possible."

Harriet blocked out the utterings and turned to look at McGonagall. "Professor", she started softly, as McGonagall looked at the girl in confusion.

"Don't you think it would be more proper to use my full name at my sorting?" She asked innocently, eyes wide and questioning, showing only the innocence of a child. McGonagall hesitated for only a moment before questioningly looking towards Dumbledore who appeared to had spilled his tea all over his robes.

"Of course, child. My apologize. And what name would that be?" McGonagall asked the boy...girl...child? She wasn't sure. She asked the student in front of her.

"Harriette Potter-Dursley." Harriette responded smoothly.

McGonagall nodded. "My apologies Ms. Potter-Dursley." and then she stated Harriette's full name to the hall, causing the whispers to multiply tenfold. Harritette continued to ignore them and sat on the stool as the hat was placed on her head, covering her eyes.

"Well...I cannot say I wasn't expecting this after looking in the heads of your friends, but still. It is such a surprise. You have the brain of a Ravenclaw, no doubt. But I know exactly where to put you. SLYTHERIN." Harriette walked towards the slytherin table and noted complete silence. She looked towards Hermione who looked sad and scared at being the only one sorted into Ravenclaw, but Harriette sent an encouraging smile her way in an attempt to calm her nerves. When Harriette arrived at the table she sat across from Neville and Draco.

The headmaster rose to speak, and Percy Weasley knew it was time to act. As soon as the headmaster spoke his first word, Percy and Oliver stood and loudly announced that they had an announcement. The headmaster looked confused and was about to protest, when Flitwick and McGonagall told him to just listen.

Percy began. "Hello fellow students and professors. My name is Percy Weasley and This is Oliver Wood. As you can tell, we are Gryffindors. Now, there are some things that happen around Hogwarts that not a lot of people know about...not even some of the professors. But, we believe now may be a good time to bring those things to everyone's attention."

Wood began speaking next as dumbledore stood dumbfounded in the front, and Flitwick and McGonagall tried to hide the smirks that were beginning to appear on their faces. For the first time in Hogwarts history, the council was about to be made public knowledge.

"There is a group that operates here at Hogwarts designed to make rules and keep order. It is called the Hogwarts Council and we are a part of it. The Council is as old as the school and is directly tied into the school's magic. What we say is law and will be followed. It has been decided by the Hogwarts council that any muggleborn student who wishes to help us in a study of magical genetics and geneology will be subject to an inheritense test. Until then, there will be no such thing as a Muggleborn or Halfblood on school grounds. Do to new scientific evidence, we believe that those things never existed and all magicals are, in fact, purebloods. I know this is shocking. We will be holding a public meeting of the council in the great hall tomorrow morning before the first scheduled classes in order to answer any questions. Thank you." Percy and Wood both sat down to an, once again, completely silent and stunned great hall. That is, it was silent for three seconds. Then it was chaos.