I really have no good excuse for missing almost two months of updates but let's just say I am now keeping multiple copies of anything I write. Thank you random update that did nothing helpful.

In other news, some of you may have heard of this movie called Descendants that Disney came out with a couple of weeks ago. Free advice for everyone, don't watch it with your 6 year old niece, trust me on this. However I will be publishing a Descendants fanfic shortly, most likely today.

Any advice for stopping a child from singing? The same line, over and over again?

"I can see why we travel by boat." Julia murmured.

"Why?" Draco asked.

Julia smiled softly, "Because of the view. It's designed to overwhelm us, especially the muggleborns. Most of them will be just realizing that they are going to be away from their families for several months. We've had our whole lives to get used to the idea that we will be going to Hogwarts, some of them would only have had a few weeks at most."

The other three Firsties realized that she could possibly be right, they hadn't thought about from that angle before.

All to soon they were drifting through an archway and climbing out of the boats onto a narrow path. They quickly followed Hagrid up the pathway, who was already at the top and in the process of banging on the wooden door at the top. A stern looking woman stood behind them as they swung open, up the pathway in the middle of the Great hall and stopping in front of a stool with an old hat sitting on top of it. The hall fell into expectant silence just as the hat burst into song.

Oh you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

if you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You'll make your real friends,

Those cunning folks use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)

For I'm a Thinking Cap!

The hat finished it's song and the hall broke into applause. Julia raised an eyebrow. Unlike most of her peers she wasn't in shock, instead she was trying to figure out which enchantments were used on the hat. Almost automatically she closed her eyes and when she opened them again she could see the magic. Just looking at the hat was giving her a headache, Hogwarts had more magic than anywhere she had been, it was everywhere. In every stone, table and book.

By the time she woke up from the awe it inspired it was her brother's turn to be sorted.

"Potter, Harry," the professor called out and the hall was silent before whispers broke out.

"Is it him?"

"Can you see him?"

"What house will he be in?"

Harry Potter casualy walked up to the stool and allowed the hat to be placed on his head. It was only on there a minute before making it's decision.

"GRYFINDOR"

The Gryfindor table burst into applause, someone was yelling "we got Potter" over and over again. The glanced back, the Weasley twins.

He strolled towards the table, bathing in the applause. In a bid to silence the hall Professor McGonagall called the next name.

"Potter, Julia."

There was silence again but this time it was one of shock. Whispers broke out over the hall again. Even some of the teachers were shocked.

"I never knew the Potters had another kid."

"Do you think it's a cousin or something?"

"Harry, I never knew you had a sister."

Harry just shrugged as his sister walked over to the platform and sat on the stool. The hat was placed on her head and there was silence.

"Ahem, can you please lower your shields so that I can sort you young lady?"

Julia did so, "I apologize. I am used to them being up so I forgot to bring them down. I assume this means you use Occlumency to determine where we go then?"

"A form of it yes, but why don't we leave this conversation to another time, yes?"

Julia laughed in her head, "Okay, just," she hesitated.

"Yes?"

"Don't put me in Gryffindor with my brother."

"Do not worry Young One. I do not plan on putting you in Gryffindor. I apologize for any trouble this may cause at home but the best place for you is…SLYTHERIN!"

Julia Potter, the first Potter to be placed outside of Gryffindor in over a century calmly took the sorting hat off her head and walked over to Slytherins table. There was complete silence in the Great Hall, even the teachers were shocked.

She raised an eyebrow as some of the older years moved away from her as she sat down but didn't say anything. Glancing up she realized that everyone was still staring at her and she sighed.

"Please do not stop the sorting on my account, I'm sure you will all recover."

The hall was filled with whispers again as the sorting continued. Ending with Zabini, Blaise being placed in Sytherin the feast begun.

Draco Malfoy leaned over and said quietly, "I can see why you didn't tell us your last name."

Julia raised an eyebrow as if to say obviously.

One of the older Slytherins leaned overas well and asked, "So are you Mr. Perfects cousin or something?"

"Twin sister actually."

There was another shocked silence.

"What you said about your parents earlier, did you mean it?"

Julia hesitated before nodding. "Of course, would I lie to you?"

"But you still chose to come to Slytherin, why didn't you ask the hat to place you elsewhere?"

The whole table held their breath for her answer, not that they would admit it of course.

"Because Slytherin is the only house where I'm sure I'm not going to have to listen about how great my brother is, anyway it was the hats choice where to put me. Not mine."

The older student nodded as if she had passed some sort of test and offered her his hand, "Marcus Flint, Quidditch captain. Do you play?"

Julia took the hand, "Julia Potter, and no. I never really got much of an opportunity to play when I was younger."

The rest of the meal passed in relative silence, most of the hall was trying to process the fact that there was another Potter child.

Julia walked to the Slytherin common room with the rest of her house and watched carefully to make sure she didn't get lost. She was going to need to know her way around if she was going to continue her business. Once their head of house (Severus Snape) had finished giving them the "Welcome to the most hated house speech" almost everyone in the house turned to stare at her. She looked up and raised an eyebrow, "Pray tell why you are all staring at me as if I had dressed in red and gold?"

One of the seventh years spoke up "You're supposed to be in Gryffindor," he explained slowly.

"On what basis?"

This time it was one of the prefects who spoke, "Your whole family has been in Gryffindor. I mean it's a bit odd, isn't it?"

There was a general murmur of agreement.

When Julia next spoke her voice was hard and cold, "Your information is wrong, my Grandmother was a Slytherin. I also have several ancestors who were Hufflepuff's or Ravenclaws. The Gryffindor thing only began around a century ago. Now will someone please direct me to the First year dorms, I would like some sleep?"

"Yeah, they're just over there. Second door on your left."

Julia nodded her thanks at the prefect and walked off, just before she reached the door one of the third years spoke up.

"I have a question, if You-know-who did come back would your brother beat him?"

Everyone in the common room held their breath waiting for the answer, Julia hesitated thinking.

"I think that if Voldemort did come back then what would happen, would happen, he is 11 at this time after all. Anyway, I would not concern myself with the future. It has not happened yet."

There was complete silence after that statement.

Sighing Julia collapsed onto her bed in the dorm she was to share with the other girls in her year. Somul gently unwrapped from her arm, turning back into her true form and growing at the same time.

"Do not worry Young One, they will come around to you soon."

"I know Somul. I should be used to it by now but it's like they think that I'm a spy or something."

"From what I saw several of them respect you. Some of them must guess what your house is going to be like now."

"Go to sleep Young One, I shall keep guard for you."

"Thanks Somul" Julia muttered already half asleep.