The Sorting

Summary: The war was over Voldemort Gone. Kagome was back at Hogwarts, but this year was different. Headmistress McGonagall is having all students resorted. A Lot of people stayed in the same house, some moved, Kagome Higurashi was one of the ones that moved. She a Gryffindor was now a Slytherin, and no one knows how to treat her. Friendships are broken and new ones formed with the Resorting.

Crossover: Inuyasha/Harry Potter

Pairing: Kagome/Severus Snape

Rating: M

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Kagome Higurashi was a seventh year, once more...and why was that? Because she, like the majority of the Seventh Years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, had to retake the year after not finishing it due to the war last term. Who do we thank for that? Well, why most would say Voldemort, she personally blamed Harry for the annoyance that had interrupted her seventh year as a Gryffindor. Why? Simple really, had he finished off Voldemort the first time, instead of waiting seventeen years to finish him off, they wouldn't have had to deal with it and many people would be alive that weren't. On that note, obviously she couldn't blame him, he was only one when he'd defeated Voldemort the first time, he couldn't be held responsible for the happenings that had taken place once he started at Hogwarts.

Standing with the rest of the Hogwarts students in the great hall, she sighed at the way things were proceeding now that the war was over and Voldemort was finally dead, and not capable of returning to the living either. With her hands in her cloak pockets, she clutched a letter tightly as she waited for McGonagall to make her speech, whatever it was she had to add to her already unsettling letter, that is.

Her letter, the letter that was sent out to all students that had attended last year, first years all the way up to the seventh years. The letter read as such:

Miss. Higurashi, Kagome

Due to recent events, you and your classmates will undergo the 'sorting' as is expected of first year students. I understand that many students have undergone changes mentally that have also affected their personality and their ideals and views. This may be an inconvenience to most, but I hope for your patience, just as I do your classmates.

I don't believe everyone will change from their original house, but I feel that this is the appropriate course of action after such difficult times.

Due to the abundance in students to be sorted this coming term, the Hogwarts Express will be departing the station three hours earlier, so we ask that you join your fellow students at the station by no less than three and a half hours earlier, so that none are left behind.

I await your owl by no later than Aug, 31.

Headmistress McGonagall~

Needless to say, no one was really happy to be resorted. Most didn't think they would change houses, many others were fearful of what might happen if they did, the rest didn't care, period. Kagome was one who didn't really think that her house would change, but if it did, she didn't really think she'd care as much as some of the others might.

Looking around, she could only see one of the Golden Trio. Hermione Granger, who stood up towards the front, waiting excitedly for McGonagall to come out. Kagome smiled, she personally thought it would be hilarious if Hermione was resorted into something like Slytherin, being that Hermione hated the snake pit. But she doubted the girl would change from being a Gryffindor, she had brave written all over her.

Though, she personally didn't care what house she was in, she was somewhat hoping for change. She looked up at the head table. Her eyes met grayish-black ones, and she was drawn back into a memory not that long ago.

~Flashback~

Fire burned at the castle walls, ruble here and there as footsteps padded towards her from the stairs above. Kagome looked curiously in time to see Ron, Harry, and a crying Hermione rush past her. Hermione yelling back at her to run and find the other seventh years, but her curiosity was far too strong to just brush off.

She ran up the spiraling staircase to see what had caused the golden brunette to cry in the midst of this war. Her heart had stopped as she walked past the doorway, finding her Potions Professor lying against the wall of the tower she stood in. His breathing was shallow, and she momentarily wondered how the Golden Trio could leave him in such an obvious state of agony.

She ran forward and fell to her knees before him, her words a blur to her mind in her fear and anger induced mind, but she could recall some of that moment,

"Professor...!"

"G...go, I..I..."

She saw the hurt in his eyes, gently pulling him so that he was lying more comfortably on the cold stone ground, she smiled, "Don't worry Professor, I will help you, I will keep you safe from death's sight." She took his hand in hers, and placed her other hand over his wound, the cause of his misery. "Just don't let go of my hand...and I will keep you safe..." His breathing was becoming shallow.

She closed her eyes and prayed, a blue light forming around her hands as she did, chanting words of wisdom long since forgotten in time, passed on through only her family. She whispered these forgotten words over and over again as his wound closed, leaving behind a scar that would serve as a constant reminder to his near death experience and the life debt he would always owe.

Darkness had taken her hand and her Professors, guiding both into a dream as she fell unconscious next to her Professor.

~End Flashback~

From what Kagome recalled, no one but she and the rest of the Professors knew he was still alive, mind you, they hadn't even been aware that he'd died in the first place, so what did they matter. No, she was most curious about Hermione's, Harry's and Ron's reaction towards his being alive, which, judging by Hermione's lack of a reaction, she hadn't yet noticed him.

Again, Kagome wanted to yell out in her irritation. He had been a lot of thing in the past, but he was still human, at least grace him with a look!

Ah! That was it!

Kagome watched with anticipation as Hermione Granger started down the table, looking over the teachers that she would have this year, and as her eyes landed on Snape, they began to widen, Kagome watched the bookworms pupils as they dilated and felt herself overcome with a sense of satisfaction as she watched her become pale from shock and quite possibly horror.

'Yeah, soak it in Granger,' She wasn't paying much attention to her own thoughts, if she had, she might have noticed how much hate she had begun to harbor towards the Golden Trio for leaving their Potions Professor to die from poison when a Bezoar would have been enough to help with the poison. They could have at least tried to help him. But instead, Kagome had found him with tears staining his cheeks.

Their so called cold hearted and evil potions master was left for dead, and he had been crying, for what, she may never know, but that didn't change the fact that he was clearly human and clearly he had a heart. He had been hurt, and sad, and scared...and they had left him...she could never, would never, forgive them for that...never..

The voice of the headmistress is what brought her out of her thoughts, she was starting to call people up to be resorted.

A small smile came to her lips, she hoped she wasn't in Gryffindor again. She needed a change, that and if she could get away from the Trio, she would be immensely happy about it.

The headmistress cleared her throat making all chatter in the Great Hall come to an end, "As you can see the Seventh Years here, "she motioned towards the group standing in front of everyone like the first years had done, "Are here to be resorted, we thought it best since the war...changed people that their needs in a House of Hogwarts have changed as well."

Sighing the headmistress gave them all small smiles, "I hope everyone lets themselves be sorted this year, and not let others influence you on trying to be in a different house..." She paused, "With that being said, let the resorting begin!"
She took out a scroll and unrolled it saying the first name on the list. It wasn't long till one of the Golden Trio's names was called.

"Granger, Hermione!"

Like she did in first year, Hermione quickly sat on the stool and eagerly put the hat on. It was only on for a couple seconds before 'Gryffindor!' was echoing of the stone walls.

The red and gold table clapped and cheered to have one of the smartest witches back with them. Kagome thought most of them were afraid to lose her because of all the house points she gets for them during class, but then again she could be wrong and they just wanted the war heroine back.

'Probably a mix of them both' Kagome thought as she waited for the next name to be called. They were getting closer to her name now.

"Greengrass, Daphne!"

The blonde haired girl she knew as a Slytherin walked forward sitting on the stool. Not even seconds later, 'Slytherin' was yelled out by the hat. Daphne got up and handed the hat back and went to the Slytherin table where she was greeted by them.

"Higurashi, Kagome!"

Kagome slowly moved forward, her robes indicating to everyone she was a Gryffindor. She knew they expected a Gryff to always be a Gryff. She hoped to prove them wrong. Sitting on the stool, she let out a breath as the sorting hat was placed on her head.

'Well, well, what do we have here.' the hat said into Kagome's head, making a small smile come to her lips, 'Bravery that is for sure. Intelligence too,' if a hat could sigh, Kagome thought it would have, 'but where to put you...'

'Staying in Gryffindor may do you good...' Kagome scowled but said nothing knowing the hat was the one doing the sorting, 'hmmm, ah! But cunning, and a thirst to prove yourself...' the hat paused, 'I know just where to put you...'
"SLYTHERIN!"

A smirk came to Kagome's lips as the whole Great Hall stood in silence. The unheard happening.

A Gryffindor was put into Slytherin.

Kagome looked to the lion's table and saw betrayal on everyone's faces and held back rolling her eyes. She shifted her eyes and looked at the snake table; most of the looks she was getting from them were ones of curiosity.

Getting up she made her way to the table, her robes going from Gold and Red to Silver and Green, as she sat down at the table waiting for the sorting to continue.

As she looked at the teachers table her eyes connected with dark eyes making a small smile come to her lips while thinking, 'This year is going to be interesting...'

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Yuki: So yeah...I had this idea saved and I showed Akuma...she loved it and yeah, this is the outcome! Hope everyone enjoys it. I know this is going to be a fun fic to do.

Akuma: So here is a new story, yes, Yuki is right when she says I LOVED IT, because I did! I had ideas swarming me the second I read it! We both hope you enjoy the first chapter and review it. Let us know what you think, and if you have ideas or suggestions of your own, please include them, we are always open to new ideas! :D