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Ron pushed the door and opened it. It was good being home after a long day at work. The wonderful smell of food being cooked entered his nostrils and he smiled. He quickly walked through the living room to the kitchen where he found Hermione cooking. Hermione was the smartest witch he had ever met, but cooking wasn't one of her best skills. Even so, with some tips from his mother, she had turned her cooking into something more bearable to eat. "Hey! I'm home!" Ron said as he came closer to her. "Hey!" She turned away from the kitchen counter just the enough time to greet him with a hug and a kiss. "How was your day?" she asked. "Not bad&#

"Chang, Cho!" Professor McGonagall called. Cho Chang got out of the line of students waiting to be sorted and walked to the three legged stool. Finally she sat and put the Sorting hat on her head, curious to where it would put her. "Hmm… let me see… I sense loyalty, but not enough to make you a Hufflepuff…" the Hat stopped as if it was thinking or trying to see what other traits she had. "You are used to be popular among other students… but you are smart, unlike many others… you want to learn new things…" the hat said. Cho waited for some time until it spoke again. "I can see you are brave too, and a bit emoti

The Sorting Hat had finished his song and Professor McGonagall was explaining that the only thing they had to do to be sorted was to sit on the stool and try the hat. Hannah Abbott looked around the Great Hall and saw the huge number of students that would see her being sorted. She was nervous. Besides, due to her surname she was sure she would be one of the first to be called, if not the first. She often was, but she had never got used to it. Professor McGonagall unrolled the parchment she was holding on her hand and called: "Abbott, Hannah." There it was, Hannah thought… she would be the first to be sorted. Hannah Abbott walked ner