84 Sorting and shock.

I'm not going to bore you all with a recap of what happens after we get off of the train besides people talking about the famous potter and heir Flamel nothing changes.

We made it up to the castle doors with me stealthily hiding behind some of the other kids from Mcgonnagal as there's no doubt she would be able to recognize me with my looks. I look like a better more clean version of a potter just with bright blue shining eyes.

I also didn't want to catch the attention of jimmy or Ron or any of the other idiots.

There was something else that was strange. My girls were all missing from the area. No Hermione or daphne or padma not even parvati. Did having them in my mind create some kind of paradox? How does malfoy still exist?

"Some of them do exist however some others don't." I hear the voice of death inside my head.

This motherfucker!?! Explain! I shout mentally.

"Changes in time and place make some people exist and some not. Rules here also aren't the same. So there could be people who went to different places or different schools. The patils stayed in India, Hermione went to beauxbaton because her mother loved France and decided to live there. Some small things could make it so certain people's parents just didn't meet up." Death explains.

Well that's understandable I suppose.

After that death ignores my question and threats.

Ugh I'll beat him later.

We get into the great hall and prepare for the sorting. It runs down the usual list before. "Ryan Flamel."

There's hushed whispers and at the teachers table lily potter is staring at me in tears and happiness practically bouncing in her seat to just run off and touch me.

Dumbledore also looks gobsmacked along with Snape. I feel someone try to touch my occulmency shields before their mind gets zapped by the heir ring. I don't know who though.

I walk up to the hatcrux and pop it on my head. "That would explain why I've been feeling weird so often." The hat mutters as it receives information. "I'll have fawkes give me a hand when needed. Anyway, where you want to go?" It asks me mentally.

"Stuff me in Ravenclaw, hopefully I won't be annoyed too much." I think.

"RAVENCLAW!" The hat shouts as I walk off toward the blue and bronze table. My cloak changing to match their school colors.

There's a loud voice from the unsorted first years. "Hey Jim doesn't he kind of look like you?" Ron Weasely asks in confusion which starts up another round of questions and murmurs.

Now everyone is examining me critically as I just sit there with a bored look on my face.

"Staring is rude you know? If you want pictures or something go ask the other one." I point my thumb towards Jim.

"Your not supposed to be here I heard you died!" Jim shouts pointing at me with zero tact.

"I'm surprised you could hear anything with your head so far up your ass and the sound of cameras clicking away." I say putting my head on my hand and making a little camera sign with the other.

There's much more rambling at this point and lots of gasps.

Before it can get any further dumbledore stands up and shouts.

"Alright enough with the shouting continue on with the sorting, Mr.Flamel if you could meet me in my office please." He says eyeing me curiously

"Sorry my mother told me I'm not allowed to meet with strange old men with too much facial hair and flamboyant clothing and if asked I'm to report to the proper authority immediately. She also says I must sing the no no song." I put my hands in the air and start chanting. "No no don't touch me there, this is my no no square, no no don't touch me there, this is my no no square."

Snape spews his drink all over the table as lily looks at me in absolute shock with the rest of the school.

"I'm sorry I really must insist you stop doing that." Dumbledore says.

"That is indeed the point of the song I'm glad your catching on." I continue to dance and sing.

"I also must insist you come to my office." He says getting slightly angry.

"Shame I had thought you learned from the song. But thats not going to happen. Atleast not without my proper guardians here. I even have a note proving what I said is true." I toss a letter to the old man who pulls it over by magic.

It's indeed a letter from the flamels stating I'm not allowed to meet with anyone unless I give permission or they are here and I certainly don't give permission.

"Now if you would be so kind as to continue the sorting?" I Ask Mcgonnagal who quickly shakes out of her stupor and starts calling students again.

"Jimmy Potter!" He walks up still glaring at me angrily and jams the hat on his head.

"Hufflepuff!" The hat shouts as everything skitters to a halt again.

Not Gryffindor? Nope he's a hufflepuff. He works hard to maintain his looks and he wants money fame and riches just like helga. That and I may have asked the hat to put him there. He was joined by malfoy aswell. Ronald however got the ole Slytherin treatment.

I gave the shocked boy a proper round of applause.

"I heard Gilderoy Lockhart was also a hufflepuff student your following the steps of your hero. I'm so proud of you." I say clapping.

"Impossible! I'm supposed to be in Gryffindor!" He screams. His dad had been in Gryffindor, he was a hero, Dumbledores disciple, he was famous he can't be in Hufflepuff!

It must have been just too much excitement for the little guy as he just passed out in fury and shock.

Dumbledore quickly waves him up with his wand before heading off to the infirmary still angry of course.

We get to enjoy a mostly quiet feast with them gone, except the gossip of course.