Rating:
PG
House:
The Dark Arts
Genres:
Angst
Era:
Multiple Eras
Spoilers:
Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban
Stats:
Published: 08/04/2002
Updated: 08/04/2002
Words: 688
Chapters: 1
Hits: 951

I am the Hogwarts Sorting Hat...

Kazaera

Story Summary:
After Sorting Harry, the Hat reflects on its failures...

Posted:
08/04/2002
Hits:
951

For I am the Hogwarts Sorting Hat, and I can cap them all...

I've never yet been wrong...

Ha. How I wish that was true. Advertising, that's all it is.

I am very good, the best. I pride myself on that. And some people are very easy to Sort - most Malfoys, for example! But, I've made mistakes. Most of those were small mistakes, people who seemed to fit in two Houses equally. It wouldn't have changed anything if I'd put Catherine Vance into Ravenclaw - where she should've gone - instead of Hufflepuff. I've made two big mistakes, though. Both in this century.

The first was Tom Riddle. Very cunning and sneaky. Not ambitious, but with many Muggle-raised students that comes later - it did with him, oh yes. And with that bloodline - eminently suited for Slytherin. He begged, though. Pleaded with me, not to put him into Slytherin. He'd heard bad things about the House. If only I'd looked a bit closer, if only I hadn't thought Salazar's Heir, he has to be in Slytherin, I would've seen a great intelligence - he was brilliant, really - and a thirst for knowledge. He could've been a good Ravenclaw. I only realized this later, when it was too late. And now Tom Marvolo Riddle terrorizes the whole wizarding community as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and thousands live in fear - all because of me, and my mistake.

My second mistake came some decades later. Peter Pettigrew. He was very insecure, nervous. Not brave, but bravery often comes later. Very few eleven-year-olds are obviously brave. I wanted to put him into Hufflepuff... I put all of the nervous, insecure, self-hating ones into Hufflepuff. They blossom there; it's the perfect House for the shy, the easily frightened. They'd get trampled on or pushed into the background in any of the other Houses. Peter begged to go into Gryffindor. He'd made friends on the train ride - James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin. Three true Gryffindors... well, I would've normally put Remus into Ravenclaw. But you have to have a lot of bravery to survive as a werewolf. Godric would've been proud of him.

I still would've put him into Hufflepuff. But then I remembered what had happened the last time I hadn't listened to a student. I didn't want to create a second Tom Riddle. So I gave in, and put him with his friends. And you know what came of that - actually, you don't. No one except for Sirius Black does. And me, of course... but who listens to a raggedy old hat? He went over to You-Know-Who, betraying his friends. He killed James and Lily Potter, framed Sirius and got him put into Azkaban. And all because of me. If only I'd put him into Hufflepuff.

And now I have a third one on my hands. Neville Longbottom, you'll say. No. Neville may be very much like Peter superficially - nervous, shy, insecure and all that - but he has a bit of backbone and a streak of honor and bravery Peter never had. No, I don't fear Neville Longbottom's going over to You-Know-Who.

Harry Potter. I would've put him into Slytherin. He has many Slytherin qualities - he's quite cunning, has a strong thirst to prove himself, resourceful... much like Tom Riddle, actually. He has Gryffindor qualities, as well, of course. Brave, determined, although also insecure - dear me, I do get a lot of those, don't I? He's no Hufflepuff, though. But, a Parselmouth, and all those Slytherin attributes - I was going to put him into Slytherin. Then he asked to go into Gryffindor.

I was torn. Slytherin, or Gryffindor? Would he become another Tom Riddle if I put him into Slytherin? Or another Peter Pettigrew, if I put him into Gryffindor? Finally, I decided to listen to him. Another traitor is better than another Dark Lord. So, Harry Potter is in Gryffindor. We'll see how he turns out... whether I can smile (metaphorically speaking), and confidently sing my Sorting songs, or whether I can mark him as my third great failure in this century.