"I have too. Only a few though, and because I have a Gryffindor friend," she responded.

"Nah, I've had my mouth washed out with soap before. Trust me, that stuff tastes completely different," Lana replied. She turned to Silent. "I dunno, dude. I'd think pranking would place you pretty solidly in Slytherin."

"Or Griffyndor!" She piped.

"Truth, depending on the reason for the prank," Lana confirmed.

"I only get involved if someone does something wrong. Usually sneaking something into their food, as I sometimes help in the kitchen." Silent smirked

"Whatever." Will said, stalking off.
He entered his compartment again.
"Finished with my duties." he mumbled, sitting beside Martin.

-Thalia-

Thalia walked silently into a random compartment as she sat down, she examined her surroundings, it was an empty compartment, she was alone. A sigh of relief escaped her mouth and she pulled out a leather bound book. She liked to keep notes, write random things from her day, notes of inspiration and ideas for stories or drawings.

The train came to a halt, the sky was dark as it had become night.

Will got off the train and hurried to his prefect duties.
Martin stood under the stars, looking up at the castle in awe. Sure his dad had told him the castle was huge, but he felt like an insignificant ant looking up at a great elephant.
A voice called over the din of the students exiting the train.
"Firs' years over here. Firs' years over here." a voice said. The voice belonged to a man with beetle black eyes and a wild hair and matching beard. He was two times as high as a grown man, not to mention three times as wide. His hands were the size of trash bin lids, his feet as large as a pair of baby dolphins. Martin hurried over to the giant man, his coat flapping behind him.
"My name's Martin, I'm a first-year." he told the man.
The man chuckled. "Name's Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of the Keys and Grounds o' Hogwarts." he said.
"N-nice to meet you." Martin said, a shiver coursing through his body.

TIME SKIP TO THE SCHOOL SORTING (Brought to you by Honeyduke's Sweet-shoppe)

The Sorting Hat opened the rip on its brim and burst into song;

"At Hogwarts I was crafted
Many years ago
And through the ages I have seen
Great wizards come and go

Whether gifted with a clever mind
Courage, wit, or virtues
You must stay wary of your talents
And with which purpose they are used

While we glory in these days of peace
We all still must remember
The sacrifices that were made
For our world to continue to prosper

History can repeat itself
Without continued examination
So while youre learning to use magic
Keep justice as your foundation

The pointless deaths of war will haunt
This hat for all existence
For I have seen too many lives
Be paid because of intolerance

Witch or wizard, muggle or squib
House-elf or centaur
The responsibility lies in all of us
To treat the lot as brother

And as I have said many times
And will say again
I sometimes do regret sorting
Separating those that might have been friends

Whether Gryffindor or Ravenclaw
Slytherin or Hufflepuff
You must stay united for what is right
This I cannot stress enough

And though Im just a sorting hat
I have knowledge deep within
But youve all listened enough tonight
Let the sorting now begin!"

The students clapped after the hat fell silent.

Professor Longbottom pulled out the scroll and read off the first name on the list.
"Abbot, Evensley." he said, calling out the first name on the list.
A little girl went up on the podium and sat on the stool, after a few minutes, the hat bellowed;
"RAVENCLAW!"

And thus it went on, Ron and Hermione's daughter was sorted into Gryffindor, Malfoy's into Slytherin, Potter's son got sorted into Slytherin, until it was Martin's turn.
He timidly sat on the school, uncomfortably aware of all the students' eyes on him as the hat was put on his head, obscuring his eyes. A voice whispered in his ear.

"You have courage. You'd do well in Gryffindor, but what is this?
A protective and loyal streak runs in your blood.
You are humble and caring.
There's only one place to put you!
HUFFLEPUFF!"

The hat bellowed the last word to the whole great hall, the Hufflepuffs cheered for their new housemate.

The Sorting went on as Martin took his seat at the Hufflepuff Table. His gaze momentarily met Will's who winked at him.

Professor Longbottom called out, "Vulpez, Thalia."

I yawned from the Ravenclaw table. Fiona had been sorted into Ravenclaw, which earned some very loud cheers from the rest of the gang, particularly Sean, being her brother and all. I was just waiting for the sorting to be over so we could eat.

She took breath and shakily stepped towards the chair, 'Oh I hope I'm in Ravenclaw...' She thought. Closing her eyes, she continued to walk towards the hat. She stopped when she reached it and gulped. Hopefully, not all of Hogwarts was so stressful.