Random P.O.V.
The sorting hat was placed on the last first years head.
"Hufflepuff!" The sorting hat called out and the boy hopped off the chair and Dumbledore rose. He delivered the standard start of the school year speech, and then the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, who looked rather like a toad, got interrupted Dumbledore's speech to go into a long, boring speech about something I will never remember.
"Thank you, Professor Umbridge, that was…enlightening. Now I know everyone wants to eat but we have a special student this year," Dumbledore smiled. "She will be joining the fifth years and I hope to make her welcome."
The doors burst open to reveal a tall, willowy blonde.
Half the male students whistled only to be met by an icy glare that could make Snape look like a puppy. I think everyone noticed that she wasn't in the standard dress robes but rather a tight Rolling Stones t-shirt, a denim mini and thigh-high red leather boots. To top it off she had orange streaks in her honey hair. Definitely something I could never pull off.
Dumbledore coughed bringing the attention back from the girl. "Demetria please sit to be sorted." He motioned to the chair.
"Of course," she flashed a smile of impeccably white teeth.
Demi's P.O.V.
I sat down in the low chair.
"Demetria Artemis Cullen," professor McGonagall read.
The hat had barely been lifted off the table when it shouted "SLYTHER..." I cut him off.
"Before you jump to that conclusion could you look a little more thoroughly?"
"Sure."
"Thank you."
"Hmm. You do have a great mind, very clever and wise definite traits of Ravenclaws's. Loyal to family, that's a trait of Hufflepuff's. Yes well that's only sometimes. No matter. You have quite an amount of courage and will power I see now that not many Slytherin's possess. Sure if will power is not being able to resist root beer. That's not the kind of will power I'm talking about. I know. I was acting dumb."
"What house do you want to be in?"
"It doesn't matter to me, in the slightest."
"Then why ask me to look more thoroughly."
"I'm a complex person."
"I can see that."
"So what do you think Mr. Hat?"
"For the first time in my years doing this job, I really don't know," The hat shook. "I need to look harder."
"Fine."
"Hmmm, intelligence beyond compare…well, well quite diabolical it seems." I laughed. "A trait of Slytherin's but yet you show amazing bravery in the strangest of ways. Perfect for a Gryffindor. The intellect points to Ravenclaw and the loyalty to Hufflepuff." The hat seemed distressed.
I still was thinking about the diabolical comment and all the trouble me and Emmett got into especially those paint guns. I chuckled
"You and that Emmett seem to be a pair of troublemakers. You two could probably give those Weasley twins a run for there money." The hat chuckled quietly.
The two I'm guessing were the Weasley twins gawked at me and I suddenly felt self-conscious, an unusual feeling for me.
"I still think Slytherin is where you belong but your courage seems almost unparalleled, so for that maybe Gryffindor. I don't know but I think great things will come of you and maybe those twins could show you around."
The whole school seemed to be holding their breath. "GRYFINDOR!" the hat shouted and the table literally went nuts.
I whispered a thank you to the hat and walked off down the table.
Dumbledore cleared his throat. Once, twice, three times before the table settled down. "Thank you. Demetria, you will find robes in your trunk."
"Thanks but that's not necessary." With one whoosh of my fingers I was in my robes to the astonishment of about everyone in the hall. "What? Not everyone needs a wand." Everyone just kept on staring which was very annoying.
Professor Umbridge cleared her throat. "That's enough. Would you feel so obligated to sit down?"
I could already tell we weren't going to get along.
"Yes. Let the feast begin!" Dumbledore clapped his hands.