Kyra—

A large man stood on the platform, waving a lantern bigger than my head. I could almost feel Lily jumping next to me. “Who’s that?”she exclaimed loudly.

I wanted to answer but the man cut me off. “First years, over ‘ere, please!” he called. My heart rushed in my ears. I was finally there; or almost there.

A group had already surrounded the big man. He was truly the biggest man I’d ever seen. He was plump with thick brown curly hair that seemed to puff out, some greasy clothes, giant hands and eyes that were surprisingly merry and soft.

“I am Rubeus Hagrid. Follow me.” His accent was strong, but I couldn’t pick out where it was from.

We followed the man down the platform. “He’s huge!” I heard Lily murmur.

“Is he a--?” Alex said from my other side.

“Giant.” I finished her sentence in awe.

“He’s too small for one,” Severus said from somewhere near Lily.

We walked in silence.

We came to a giant lake. Small wooden boats were tied to the shore. In the distance, a castle loomed brightly lit.

“Four to a boat! No pushin’ or shoving,” Hagrid yelled.

I started to follow Lily’s bouncing red hair when I was pushed to the side by some hand. I fell to the ground and scraped my hand against a sharp rock. I felt a slight burning in my hand and warm blood, too.

A hand reached out. Severus was standing above me. His eyes seemed softer than usual. I grabbed his hand. It was cool but his grip was tight. He pulled me to my feet.

“Thanks,” I mumbled.

“No problem.” He seemed a little embarrassed.

“Ah, Snivellus. So, you have a new girlfriend?”

Sev’s eyes turned cold and became dark.

“Leave him Sev!” I heard Lily call from the boat.

Severus didn’t listen. He turned around and punched the boy square in the face. The boy fell to the ground. He had messy black hair and his glasses seemed to be broken. “That’s,” Severus kicked some dust at the boy, “formy nose.”

“C’mon.” We walked to the boat where Lily and Alex were already seated and got in.

“Hufflepuff!” Elizabeth Bennet runs to the Hufflepuff table and sits down among her cheering housemates.

Alex comes soon after Elizabeth.  The hat barely sits upon her head before calling "Ravenclaw!" 

Those of us who haven't been Sorted yet stand silently and wait our turn.

“Ethnighted, Kyra.” The hall is strangely quiet. I wonder if the Ethnighteds are famous for something.

The hat seems about to speak, but is then silent for a while before calling in an oddly quiet voice, "Slytherin?" [the ? is implied in his tone of voice)

That's odd. Kyra didn't seem like a Slytherin, she seems more of the Ravenclaw type, like Alex. Ah well. At least Lily and I will be able to protect her this way. Alex isn't able to protect herself, let alone someone else.

"Evans, Lily!" calls Mcgonnagall. Please, please, let Lily be in Slytherin. Potter is waving at her from the Gryffindor table. They both were sorted earlier. If she is in Gryffiindor...No. I won't even think about that!

Lily walks up to the hat nervously and sits down on the stool. Mcgonnagall places the hat on her head. It sits for a while, till it calls out, "Gryffindor!" NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY???!!!???

I stand in stunned silence. When my name is called, I don't respond till she repeats it again. Why did Lily have to be in Gryffindor? My only hope is to be in it, with Lily, and, regretfully, with Potter and Black. Grrr!

I walk up to the stool and sit down in a trance.

Hmm, says a voice in my head. You seem an intelligent boy. Perhaps Ravenclaw? No, please not. Perhaps Gryffindor? No, most definitely not. You aren't noble, although you are loyal, in a way. I think Slytherin. No! Please not Slytherin. I want to be with Lily!

It's too late. 

"Slytherin!"

@Amara- Yeah, that's great! My computer doesn't work well right now, but I'll post later. Severus is annoyed at me because I'm posting this with his name. "Poor you, Sev!" *sticks out tongue in an undignified way*

Kyra-

Not much else happened on sorting night.  Severus glumly sat next to me;sometimes looking at me; other times mumbling curses regarding Gryffindor. Iglimpsed at Lily over on the other side of the hall and she looked just asmiserable. Her eyes seemed to be directed on Severus, and she didn’t talk toanyone.

The hall slowly emptied, and we were led into the dungeons bytwo prefects. One a girl with dark blonde hair and grey eyes; and an overweightboy with black hair and blotchy red cheeks. His eyes seemed to watch us like ahawk’s.

Sev and I had a quiet parting. He went to the boys dorm; I tothe girl’s dorm. The only words we exchanged were: “Good Night.”

I took the bed nearest to the window, set my trunk down,dressed and found myself (despite the excitement) fast asleep.

The next morning, I couldn’t find Severus anywhere. I dressedin my fitted school uniform, pinned a strand of hair up and went downstairs.

I nervously walked through the dungeons, hoping not to loosemy way.

The Great Hall was half full when I walked in. I grabbed a fewpieces of bacon, some toast and spread it with jam.

I observed Severus and Lily walking down the hall in deepconversation. Lily looked up and waved at me with a half smile. She seemed tobe elsewhere. I returned the wave and went back to my breakfast.

“You just waved at a Gryffindor.”A voice said in front of me.

A boy with light brown hair and a slight mischievous gleam inhis eye stared at me in shock.

“Did I do something wrong?” I looked at him taken aback.

“Wrong? Slytherins don’t associate with scum.” He keptstaring at me as if it were obvious.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, my brother Robert told me, that if you want a goodname you shouldn’t associate with Gryffindors. It’s against the rules and itdefeats our pride.”

“Lily’s my friend…”

“Friend?”

“Yes, I met her on the train. She’s quite nice! The boy,Severus, is my friend, too. He’s in Slytherin.”

The boy whistled under his breath and said: “ Wow. He’s makingsuch a mistake right now.” He then went, to my relief, back to his breakfast. Ilooked at my plate of half unfinished food. Then I stood up and stomped off tothe oncoming Severus. Lily had gone over to her table (and with that also toPotter and Black).

“What’s wrong?” Severus must have noticed my annoyed look.

“That boy just called Lily scum.”

“Scum? SCUM! Whichone? I’ll punch his bloody brains out!” Severus coldly stared over to thedirection I had pointed.

I nervously stepped back at his remark. “He didn’t say thatdirectly. He called Gryffindor scum and then said it was a mistake to associatewith them… Why is that? There’s no rule is there?”

Severus opened his mouth to reply when a girl interjected him.

“Because. There’s no real rule, but Gryffindor and Slytherinhave been enemies since a while back… You are some odd balls to be talking withone of them, but who cares? There’s time for change!”

I said nothing. I was taller than the girl in front of us, butshe was obviously older. I guessed around thirteen or fourteen. Her hair hadbeen pulled back in a neat dark brown braid and her eyes sparkled kindly. Shehad light brown skin that seemed to glisten with smoothness in the sunlight. Icouldn’t help, but to be sort of envious over her beauty.

“Who are you?” Severus stubbornly inquired.

“Amara Vinnus, third year, Ravenclaw.”

[Your cue, Amara!] 

Another random comment:

Amara is the second oldest of 5 kids. She has 1 older brother who is a 6th year, twin younger sisters that will be 1st years next year, and a little brother that is only 3 years old. Her father (a muggle) was killed in a horrible plane crash, so their mom (a witch) raised them.

@ Amara- Sorry, I've been at a music camp, and haven't been able to post. I'll be able to post more later.