sorting and the other stuff

The sorting went on just like in cannon as they were called upon one by one to be placed into houses. Soon it was Neville's turn to be sorted. He went up on the stage proudly emanating an aura of certainity. As though he knew exactly what was coming.

But I wasn't one bit interested in his sorting. He was absolutely a 100% a gryffindor. My eyes were locked on a certain redhead who was smiling like an idiot giving thumbs ups to the boy who lived. More importantly to what he held in hands. A rather old and scraggly rat which seemed to be sound asleep. My cold eyes bore onto it.

I forced a smile onto my face as I approached the traitor. I got close and shouted a greeting smiling: " hey Peter! "

Ron was startled as he turned around and blinked in confusion:" um... H-hi... I'm- my name is Ron.. Ronald Wesley... We met earlier!"

"really?! I could have sworn Neville said Peter." I said feigning ignorance. My eyes immediately moved to the rodent in his hand:"Cute rat you got there. He seems a bit old though! "

He looked down at his rat and chuckled:"yeah. scabbers is a bit old. But he IS loyal. He's been in family through some tough times."

"oh I'm sure he has." I replied sarcasm oozing from my tone. I knelt down facing the rat and said to it smiling:" hi SCABBERS. I am Harry. Harry POTTER."

Pettigrew might be mass murdering, traitorous, death eater, rat bastard. But I had to give props to the man though. Dude didn't even flinch through all of that. Guess it does take some skill to hide right under Dumbledore's nose for three years.

Ron replied embarrassed:" sorry. Scabbers is like that. It's actually harder to catch him not sleeping than sleeping. "

I smiled cheerfully and replied:" oh it's fine. I don't much like rats anyway."

"WEASLEY, RONALD"

"ooh. That's my cue. I better go there."

I replied smiling:"you do that. "

While the weasley was climbing up the podium a storm raged in my mind. I could give up the rat to Dumbledore effectively exposing it. But that would raise some questions about how I came privy to that information. And I also wasn't stupid enough to write an anonymous letter like my other fellow isekai schmucks who think, they could hide their identity, from the world's greatest wizard by just using a random letter.

I needed to be smart about this. I needed to catch Peter with evidence. Damning evidence. And I knew just where to find said evidence. I just needed to-

"POTTER, HARRY"

I turned around and looked at the podium. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and went to the talking hat. A thousand eyes bore onto me but I paid them no heed. This was a defining moment of my life. I wasn't the boy who lived who had the luxury of choosing which house he wanted to fall into.

I had to convince the damned hat that I belonged in ravenclaw. The gryffindoes and slytherines had too much heat on them. And in a question between ravenclaws and hufflepuffs, I seemed more like a Raven than a badger. I valued intellect over friendship. I had to make the hat see that as well.

Soon I stood in front of the aged and tattered hat. I sat at the wooden stool in front the hundreds of staring students and put the hat on my head.

.....

'hmm. Unusual. HIGHLY unusual.'

'....well, what is?? '

'such a complex mind. Rarely in my sorting career have I ever seen such complex and beautiful minds. Children I sort are often simple minded you see. They wish for... Adventure, friendship, fame. Your mind it's almost close to an adult's!!!.'

'soo.... You can't sort me?? '

'hahaha... On the contrary my boy it makes you a perfect candidate for a ravenclaw. '

'GREAT. Put me in. I LOVE ravenclaw. '

'but-'

'oh there's always a but. '

'I see this burning desire inside of you to achieve... Something. Such, powerful ambition. Enough to mark you a slytherine. Though a powerful mind can be a useful asset to a ravenclaw, sorting in its essence is according to the child's heart. So-'

'Mr hat. ' I cut off the hat before it could continue it's dark side cat calling. :' you said I am ONE of the many you seen with a complex mind at such a young age. Would one of the others happen to be a certain boy by the name of Tom riddle. '

The hat's empathetic link turned melancholic, it's regret seeping into my own mind. The hat replied with a voice deep with regret:' yes.... He was. '

'umm... And how did shoving him among the slytherines work out for you? '

The hat went completely silent. Not a single tremor could be felt in our telepathic link. A deep silence enveloped me as I could feel the hat contemplating, weighing options, and trying to form a final decision.

And soon enough a loud declaration sweeped the great Hall.

"RAVENCLAW!! "

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"dude. That was AWESOME! "

A boy shouted at me as I was shoving down roasted beef down my throat and taking tiny sips from my cup of pumpkin juice (which really wasn't that bad once you get used to the taste.), sitting at the ravenclaw table among my housemates.

I quirked my eyebrow up as I asked:"what was?? "

The boy replied gleefully:" you took the second most time to sort, out of the entire batch right behind the boy who lived. I mean how cool IS that. You almost beat Neville FRICKING longbottom at something. "

I simply blinked at him in confusion.

"oh. Sorry. Got excited!" he apologized and continued: "Hi. Terry boot. Please to meet you. "

"Harry. Harry potter."

"wait. THE Harry potter?? " an Indian girl who I can only assume is padma patil suddenly asked incredulously.:"as in the 'Godrics hollow's massacre' potter?"

Oh well! What do you know. Guess I AM famous in this timeline after all.

"padma don't be rude. " another guy chided her:"excuse padma. She has an extremely rare condition of 'not-knowing-when-to-shut-up-ernia' .Hi. I am Michael conner."

"and I am still, Harry potter!!"

Michael chuckled at that:" oh we are gonna get along just fine. "

"I am sure you will!!" said a voice from behind us causing us all to turn in alert. Behind us we witnessed an older student standing, with a lazy expression on his face. Suddenly our eyes caught the glint of a badge On his shoulder indicating his status as a perfect. His droopy eyes did a quick over at all us and then finally sighed:"but for now, dinner is over. come along. I gotta give you the dorm tour. "

Without waiting for a reply he started walking forth leaving us dumbfounded. We sat there looking at each other confused.

He, without even turning back suddenly shouted:" come along little ravens. "

We finally just shrugged and followed the strange man into the magic castle.