the leathery hat. But then it came to "Black, Sirius." and my legs were pudding. I heard a murmur going through Slytherin, they were sure of me since I was a Black. But I didn't want to go there, not if I could have friends like Remus, James and Peter. The hat was too big for me, it covered my eyes and then I heard a voice in my ear. Okay, I was starting to doubt my mind. "Hmm, a Black. I would think Slytherin would be a good choice for you."Not Slytherin, please, please not Slytherin!I would do anything, even after Hufflepuff, just not Slytherin. Just not Slytherin!"Not Slytherin, you say? Well, where should I put you then. You have a head, yes, you are not at all stupid. But you also have courage and an urge to prove yourself, to show that you are more can. Hmm, I'd mean ... GRYFFINDOR! "Gryffindor? Gryffindor! I??? Hahaha ... my family would kill me! But, well, what's the point? After all, I didn't want to go to Slytherin. Now only the other three have to go to Gryffindor. Though Peter looks more like Hufflepuff and Remus looks more like Ravenclaw. Well, it went on and on and then it came to E. Involuntarily I had to stop at E, but I didn't know why. “Ericson, Delisiona.” A blonde girl walked forward “GRYFFINOR!” “Evans, Daniel.“ Daniel? A boy stepped forward who looked more than familiar to me. Danny! Daniel! Evans? That meant May Evans was called. Logical. So it was her turn soon! But no sooner did the hat on the boy's head drop than a "SLYTHERIN!" “Evans, Deleila.” It was the girl who hit May. Did I mention that? No? May had a thick handprint on the right side of her face. The hat sounded "GRYFFINDOR!" Great, you could use a bitch like that. "Evans, Lily." Already the third named Evans! What was going on here? Oh, the red-haired girl from the train and off to "GRYFFINDOR!" Great! Bitch number 2! And it went on with "Evans, May Linn." May! Involuntarily I looked at Dumbledore, who had fixed his gaze on the girl. She sat down when the hat made a noise that sounded like a frightful sound. "We know each other! Marie? Marie Louise Evans?" "No, I'm sorry, you have to confuse me with my ancestor." "Oh really, you are the fourth Evans today, how many are still to come?" " None, I think I'm the last. "" The best at the end, isn't it Marie? "" May, my name is May. And I'm probably not the last, just the last Evans. "" Yes, you know What power lies dormant in you? You have the purest blood of the pure, all four houses are united in you. And you have also received their inheritance. So much power, the house I divide you into will have the greatest trump card can imagine. Even the headmaster must be curious to see where I divide them. You have brains, immeasurable knowledge and a hunger for power like I've never seen before. Slytherin would be good for you, just as it is for your brother. But you get your power from the knowledge you own. Ravenclaw would be too a good choice. And while Hufflepuff would suit you too, you wouldn't be satisfied with it. But Gryffindor, yes it would actually be good. You have so much courage and would give your life for the people you care about.You act immediately. Yeah, where should I put it? "" I thought I was being assigned to a house here, but they are just analyzing my personality and I find that quite inappropriate. Just assign me. " "Special wishes? “Her voice became a breath that you could hardly hear any more.” Somewhere where my actions don't make me easily on the wrong side. Not like Dad. "" Well, if that's what you want: GRYFFINDOR! "She got up and walked over to the table and they cheered like I had never seen it before. The teachers clapped and Dumbledore the loudest. I had never seen him like that before. I looked at the Slytherin table, saw Danny the like an abandoned puppy looked at his sister, it must have hurt him.
James came to Gryffindor too. To my amazement and relief, Remus and Peter too. Schniefelus came to Slytherin, that was clear too. Then there was food and James and I really got into it. Remus didn't leave anything either and even Peter didn't get his cheeks full enough. But during the whole time I didn't see May take a single bite, she just looked absent-mindedly at her filled plate. But then suddenly something gray came through our food and frightened us. A ghost! "The almost headless Nick," called a second year. "Almost Headless?" asked a girl, then he tilted his head to the side and you could enjoy a very tasty sight. "I would say the name ..." he could not pronounce because May interrupted him with a still blank look, "Sir Nicolas de Mimsy-Poppington." "Right! Did we have the pleasure, Miss ...?" He saw they ask and she returned his gaze. "No. We haven't. My name is May Linn November Morigan Evans. We have a book in our library on famous ghosts and their causes of death. That's why I know who you are. The house ghost of Gryffindor." "Well then, Miss Evans . To a successful year at Hogwarts, I would think. "She just nodded. Did you read books? Okay, I could have hit myself for that question now, even I read books even though I hate to do it. I had to rephrase it. May didn't look like a bookworm. But even with these thoughts I could not concern myself further, since James got me involved in a conversation about Quidditch.
The evening ended faster than expected and when I went to bed I didn't fall asleep a second later.
But my last thought was:
Hogwarts, another life can begin ...