A/N: Well, hello there people! I am starting this new story about the Sortings of the next generation characters. There will be a lot of them, not just the Weasley-Potter kids, so I hope you guys are excited! Without further ado, here you are!

P.S. The date after the name is the day that they start Hogwarts.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling.

Ted Remus Lupin- September 1, 2009

The oak doors towards the front of the group of anxious-looking first years opened with a bang. They marched obediently forward, feeling the uncomfortable gazes of the older students upon them. Near the middle of the group, a young boy with turquoise hair felt his stomach churn with uneasiness. The boy next to him, by the name of Jackson Monroe, bumped his shoulder playfully against Teddy's. "What are you worried about, Ted?" he asked, grinning in spite of himself.

Teddy looked up, startled out of his thoughts, and replied, "Oh… I dunno." Then he went quiet again. Of course, Jackson knew exactly what Teddy was worried about, or at least he thought he did: the impending Sorting. Every other kid around them was fretting about the same thing.

Oh, how Teddy wanted to be in Gryffindor. He had heard stories about how brave his father was, and had grown up around the Weasleys and Potters, who had all been put in Gryffindor thus far, so he was bound to have a slight inclination toward that house.

On the train, however, Jackson had talked of nothing but what his parents had to say about the various houses. When he asked Teddy what his parents said, Teddy had to tell him the truth: his parents were dead. End of story. It led to many awkward questions, but Teddy didn't care. He had grown used to this treatment, the people feeling sorry for poor little orphaned Teddy. Normally, Teddy didn't get jealous when other people talked about their parents, but today on the platform, Teddy was struck with the reality that every other kid there had parents saying goodbye, wishing them luck, missing them. Teddy did have his grandmother and his godfather, Harry Potter, but it was never the same.

Here, the people were staring at him because of his hair, not the fact that he had no parents. For that, Teddy was grateful. Teddy wasn't worrying about what house he would be in, he was thinking about what his father, who was a Gryffindor, would say if his only son got put in Slytherin. And that was what Teddy was shivering about when Jackson shoved him.

By this point, the first years had assembled in a line facing the school, and Professor Longbottom rose to address the students. "When I say your name, please come up, sit on the stool, and put the hat on your head. Avery, Micah!"

Down and down the list of more and more students; Teddy was starting to lose track. Then, when Teddy had almost fallen asleep he was so bored, "Lupin, Ted!" was called through the hall.

Gulping, Teddy looked apprehensively at Jackson and then walked quickly to the stool, tripping on the hem of his robes and almost falling before he righted himself. Teddy felt his face burn furiously with a thick blush, and his hair turned bright red. He heard gasps from the crowd, and he stuffed the hat unceremoniously upon his scarlet head.

"Ah, a Lupin, I see… What a surprise, I wasn't expecting to get another one of you…" a voice spoke in Teddy's head.

Teddy jumped, scared out of his wits. You can talk?

The hat sighed. "Don't you ever get original? That's the question that everyone asks me. Oh, well. Surprise, surprise, I can talk. Now, where to put you, where to put you…"

Please put me in Gryffindor, everyone says I'm just like my dad. Harry even said that you take my choice into account when making your decision, Teddy added hopefully.

The hat chuckled. "An urge to prove yourself, I see. And intelligence, yes, your father did possess a brain. Hmm, you're turning out to be just as tricky as your godfather before you."

Gryffindor, please Gryffindor, I would die if I wasn't in Gryffindor, Teddy thought furiously, clenching the stool with his hands until his knuckles turned white.

"Well, I do sense bravery in you. It is very apparent. You know, your father had it too…" The hat paused before shouting, "GRYFFINDOR!"

Teddy grinned widely and, taking off the hat, he ran down to Gryffindor Table. And after that, the fact that Jackson got put in Hufflepuff, the fact that he hated the meat because it was well done didn't matter. All that mattered was the fact that Teddy had made his father, godfather, and grandmother proud. And not just that; Teddy had made himself proud too. It just went to show him that anything is possible if you have enough heart.

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