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"Three up... two across he muttered. "Right, stand back, Harry."
Harry dropped the bit of sausage he was holding.
"Oh, shut up," said Percy the Prefect.
A horrible thought struck Harry, as horrible thoughts always do when you're very nervous. What if he wasn't chosen at all? What if he just sat there with the hat over his eyes for ages, until Professor McGonagall jerked it off his head and said there had obviously been a mistake and he'd better get back on the train?
A magic wand... this was what Harry had been really looking forward to.
"But the glass," he kept saying, "where did the glass go?"
"Excuse me," Harry said to the plump woman.
A smarter hat than me.
And now there were only three people left to be sorted. "Thomas, Dean," a Black boy even taller than Ron, joined Harry at the Gryffindor table. "Turpin, Lisa," became a Ravenclaw and then it was Ron's turn. He was pale green by now. Harry crossed his fingers under the table and a second later the hat had shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"
"You'd better hurry up and put your robes on, I've just been up to the front to ask the conductor, and he says we're nearly there. You haven't been fighting, have you? You'll be in trouble before we even get there!"
"Well done, Ron, excellent," said Percy Weasley Pompously across Harry as "Zabini, Blaise," was made a Slytherin. Professor McGonagall rolled up her scroll and took the Sorting Hat away.
"You'd like one?"
He pushed his trolley around and stared at the barrier. It looked very solid.
"No," said Harry.
"All yours," smiled Hagrid.