Kapitel 57: chapter - 57 : Confronting Prejudice part - 3
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Harry could sort of understand why the Hat had agreed, no matter how reluctantly. Hermione could be cunning and she did have ambition if you counted her burning desire to read every book in existence, but that didn't change the fact that she was muggleborn. The other Slytherins were sure to make her life difficult – already some of them were refusing to clap, while others stared suspiciously at her as she sat down next to Harry and opposite Crabbe and Tracy Davis.
"Er, congratulations, Hermione," Harry managed to say, desperately trying to think of a way to salvage the situation.
"Thanks!" Hermione beamed back, looking incredibly pleased with herself.
Gregory Goyle soon joined them at the Slytherin table, followed shortly after by Daphne Greengrass. Harry quickly introduced her to Hermione whilst giving the blonde witch a pleading look. Daphne didn't look happy, but did unbend enough to offer Hermione a small smile. Harry sighed in relief at the grudging gesture, thankful that Hermione would be tolerated by at least one of the girls she would be sharing a dormitory room with for the next seven years.
When Neville's name was called out Harry once again paid close attention. Would Neville be sorted into Gryffindor like his counterpart or was he more of a Hufflepuff? He couldn't quite bring himself to consider either of the other two Houses - one unexpected Sorting was quite enough. Fortunately for Harry's continued sanity, the Hat took less than a minute to decide and Neville soon joined the Gryffindor table amongst cheers from his housemates.
In fact all the students were sorted into the same Hogwarts House as they had been in Harry's old world. Hermione was the only exception so far and there were extenuating circumstances in her case, giving Harry an idea. The Slytherins were sure to look down on Hermione because of her muggle parentage and might even dislike Orion for being friends with her. If Orion could give them a reason - a Slytherin reason – for why he and Hermione were friends and why they shouldn't pick on her, then life in Slytherin House would be much more pleasant for both of them.
"Want to see a magic trick?" Harry asked, grinning as Hermione turned to him with a look of confusion.
"Macmillan, Ernie!" McGonagall called out.
As Ernie sat down on the stool and tried on the Hat, Harry muttered "Hufflepuff," only to be echoed seconds later by the Sorting Hat. Hermione gave him a surprised glance, but seemed to dismiss it as just a lucky guess.
"Malfoy, Draco!"
"Slytherin, of course," Harry said before the Hat had a chance to.
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Anyone who has heard of the Malfoy family would guess the same thing," Daphne said primly as Draco made his way to their table.
"What're you all talking about?" Draco gestured impatiently for Goyle to shift over so that he could sit down opposite Harry. "Orion, what's going on?"
"You'll see," Harry said, then predicted that "McDougal, Morag" would be sorted into Ravenclaw. Ten seconds later, the Sorting Hat proved him right.
By the time Theodore Nott ("Slytherin," Harry announced as soon as his name was called) joined them, Harry had caught the attention of all the Slytherin first years.
"Parkinson, Pansy," McGonagall read out from her list of names.
"Slytherin again."
"SLYTHERIN!"
"Patil, Padma."
"Ravenclaw, and later her twin sister will get into Gryffindor."
Sure enough, the sisters headed off to separate tables.
"How are you doing that?" Daphne hissed. "Twins almost always get sorted into the same house!"
"Magic," Harry told her smugly.
"Perks, Sally-Anne!"
Harry gestured towards the Ravenclaw table. "Obviously she'll be joining the bookworms."
The first years turned their suspicious gazes to the Sorting Hat. Several seconds later it called out "RAVENCLAW!"
"Orion, really, how could you know that?" Draco frowned at him. Harry just smiled and refused to answer.
"Thomas, Dean!"
"And he'll go to Gryffindor."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Damn it Black! Answer the bloody question!" Bulstrode demanded.
"Shhh!" hissed one of the older Slytherins, wearing an angry scowl and a shiny Prefect's badge.
The first years quieted for a bit and allowed Harry to announce Lisa Turpin as destined for Ravenclaw without pestering him for answers.
"Weasley, Ronald!"
The red-haired boy shuffled forwards leaving only one other boy waiting to be sorted.
"This one's easy," Harry said. "Have a go at it, Draco."
"Oh! Oh yes, that is obvious. Gryffindor of course," Draco said with a sneer.
Harry grinned. "Yep."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"And last but not least, Zabini will be heading over to our table." Harry leaned back in his chair and waited.
The Hat deliberated for a few minutes. "SLYTHERIN!"
The other Slytherins looked ready to pounce on Harry and demand he tell them his secret, but were prevented by Dumbledore standing up to address the school.
"Welcome!" The old wizard held his arms out wide as if he wanted to sweep them all into a great big hug. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words - and here they are: Bertie Botts, Gumdrops and Fizzing Wizzbies! Thank you!"
He sat back down again, leaving all the first years – none of whom had expected such odd behaviour – staring blankly at him.
"He really is mad, isn't he?" Tracy Davis blinked up at the Headmaster. "I thought my mum was exaggerating."
Draco waved one hand dismissively. "Everyone knows Dumbledore is going senile in his old age."
"Or he just wants people to think that," Theodore Nott said. "That way everyone underestimates him."
Daphne was quick to disagree. "Brilliant plan, Nott, except for the part where everyone's already well aware that he is the most powerful wizard in Britain."
"Well… maybe he uses his insanity as a sort of distraction technique," Nott argued, unwilling to concede the point.
Harry thought the boy was right not to dismiss the Headmaster as crazy, knowing Dumbledore was a lot more intelligent than most people gave him credit for. Although while that was no doubt still true, Harry thought he could detect an air of weariness in this Dumbledore that hadn't been present in his counterpart. It probably had something to do with the prophecy child being dead in this world and Harry was again reminded how lucky he was to be known as plain Orion Black.
"Forget about the Headmaster," Crabbe grunted out. "Let's eat!"
Thus prompted, the first years began helping themselves to the piles of food heaped up on the golden platters in front of them.
"So come on, Orion, tell us how you did that thing from before," Draco demanded.
Harry shrugged and poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice. "I'm just good at reading people, that's all."
"That can't be all," Hermione spoke up with a frown. "It's against all probability to get so many random guesses right in a row."
"I agree," Tracy said, giving Hermione a small smile before fixing Harry with a challenging look. "There must be more to it."
Harry congratulated himself over the success of his plan. Eleven year olds were so easy to manipulate. "I suppose there is," he said. "Sometimes when I meet someone I get a sort of… feeling about them. I know what their characters are like and stuff, and occasionally even what they have the potential to become in the future."
"Is that what you meant on the train?" Hermione looked at him curiously. "When you said you had a sixth sense about people?"
"Uh, yeah!" Harry had completely forgotten he'd said anything of the sort, but nodded anyway. "I knew as soon as I saw you that we'd be good friends."
Pansy Parkinson sneered. "Really? Her?"
Harry silenced her with a sharp look.
"Are you trying to tell us that you're some sort of Seer?" Draco asked, sounding sceptical.
"Not with the whole visions and prophecies and all that, but yeah," Harry said, doing his best to make the lie sound convincing. "I might have some sort of innate skill in Divination or something, I'm not really sure. I just know it's really useful."
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