Sorting Ceremony

[Bam123]

I will say not slytherian


"HUFFLEPUFF!"

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[Victoria Chase]

Her home for the next few years greeted her in excited silence as she walked with her classmates to the front of the Great Hall. Victoria felt the thrum of magic coming from everywhere and she felt so excited to test her abilities! The Great Hall was enormous and there were four long tables, aligned vertically. Those tables were filled with the elder students whose eyes were boring on the whole lot of first years. There were so many students around - students that were lucky to be gifted with magic! Oh, how excited her insides were! She would finally have a second home; one that had many people so that she can gain some friends. Being stuck with only her family in her massive home was beginning to bore her. Everything was so enchanting here! The ceiling was a stunner, giving them the view of the starry night. The elevated area of the Great Hall which held the podium even had a horizontal table which she supposed was the table for the staff to eat and accompany the students. Victoria inhaled deeply, absorbing what will be her home for the next years. It was a fascinating sight! What enthralled her the most however was the old looking hat in front. So this was the ever famous Sorting Hat! Victoria giggled softly, ignoring the sideways glance that a boy gave her. Amazing, really!

Finally, the names of the students were called! The Headmistress did it herself and for every name that was uttered for most to hear, Victoria looked to see who that person was and how they looked like. Some displayed a cool and collective exterior, indifference playing in their eyes as they surveyed the whole room. The remaining though were either excited or nervous or even both. Vicky bit her lip from grinning and turned her head to the side of the Slytherins. There they were on the far end, with Slytherin robes. After half a minute of searching she finally spotted those familiar cheek bones that belonged to her brother, Benjamin Chase. She waited for the other pureblood to catch her eye and when he did, she shrugged and only stared at his green eyes that were as identical as hers. She thought she saw a ghost of a smirk as he cocked his head to the side, as if he wanted to tell her something. Victoria supposed it had something to do with the ceremony and sent him a questioning look. She was about to mouth something when finally, her name was called and she felt her shoulders jerk up in surprise. "Me," murmured Victoria, barely above a whisper. Thankfully, her family wasn't one of those notorious purebloods who were known in New Zealand, so no glares would come her way. She walked to the stool coolly, feeling the gazes of many more students.

Almost instantaneously, she felt her bum sit on the stool. She breathed in deeply and did not let the stares affect her. She only glanced at Benjamin and saw him nod once. She waited for the hat to settle on her head and when it did, she blinked. It was strange having a hat look into your head. "Will I be with my brother in Slytherin?" she absently wondered. They were similar in many ways, yet they also had their differences. She was glad that she was not the one to sort herself, or it would take more than an hour for her to figure herself out! Victoria tilted her head and stayed silent as she waited for the result.
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"You could be with your brother, I suppose, but you'll do much better in GRYFFINDOR!"

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[Zara Larkins]

Zara had spent the whole journey here bouncing in her seat getting more and more excited as they had drawn ever closer to Hogwarts. Now that she was actually here she couldn't believe it and she couldn't keep the smile off her face. Stepping into the Great Hall seemed to be a dream. I mean, of course she had heard all about it but it was nothing compared to what she was actually seeing this very moment! It was just simply spectacular! She roved her eyes around the room and the many students it held. Zara couldn't wait to be one of them, sitting at the house tables, talking about lessons and quidditch! She moved with the crowd and flashed some grins at a couple of the more nervous looking students. Obviously she was nervous about stepping up in front of all these people but the excitement was far greater!

As they came to a halt at the front, Zara looked up and listened carefully to the Headmistress as the Sorting Hat was placed on a stool. She smiled and chuckled lightly to herself as it began its famous singing and she wished (politely of course) that it would hurry up so that it could sort her! Zara watched intently as students before her began to be sorted and the look of relief and excitement on their faces as they dashed off to join their new houses.

Finally, after what seemed like ages of waiting, Zara heard her name being called! She reminded herself not to look too eager in order to stop herself from almost running up to the stool. She plonked herself down on the stool, heart beating fast with her smile firmly in place as the sorting hat was placed on her head. This was it!

"GRYFFINDOR!"

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[Kyle Novak]

Kyle was in the middle of the line. Or, close to it. The line got slowly shorter and he became increasingly anxious. When there were only two people in front of him, he started to take shorter breaths and he almost had a panic attack. Almost. "Novak, Kyle" He heard from the front of the Great Hall. He walked towards the sorting hat, legs shaking, heart pounding, and sat down on the stool. The hat was placed on his head and he just thought: "Oh no. I'm going to get sorted into worst house. Just...let this be over."

"Might as well be a RAVENCLAW!"

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[Zara Noble]

Zara watched as other people her age was sorted. She had a small smile on her face, which was rare for her. She was zapped into reality when heard her name called. She felt her entire body start to shake. Everyone was staring at her. She was trying not to notice, or to pretend they were looking at something else, or something. It didn't work. What if she fell on her face? What if she embarrassed herself in front of the whole school? Zara could hear her heart beating, and she wondered if everyone else could, too. She walked up to the stool and closed her eyes, too scared to face the many pairs of eyes that were watching her. She just wanted it to be over.

"RAVENCLAW!"

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[Athena Blacksparrow]

Athena had never been so tense as she entered the Great Hall together with her fellow unsorted students. Wondering which house will the Sorting Hat put her. Athena sighed for a long moment. She could feel the mixture of excitement and fear, as she run her fingers through her shiny black hair, ceasing now from walking. She waited in a few moments as she spent her time looking at the headmistress who was holding a scroll. Her surname starts in 'B', so there's no any valid reason to make a hesitation for herself. But then, at the very long silence inside her head, someone had just almost pulled her lungs out from her throat.

"Blacksparrow, Athena!"

Athena turned to the hat. It was now her turn to put the hat. She strolled out from the line and walked towards the stool. She sat, seeing now the Great Hall with full students were starring at her. Then she took a deep breath, as the headmistress put the hat on her head. She was now trying to remain calm.

"RAVENCLAW!"

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[Grover Meadowlark]

Grover finally let out a sigh as he saw the castle right in front of him. He didn't expect that this would be very huge than he thought. He was very excited to get inside the castle, letting his lips simper, but in a delighted way as he got off from the carriage. Together, he and Katherine joined the unsorted students who entered the castle.

They waited in the Entrance Hall in a few minutes before the headmistress guided them in the Great Hall. The Great Hall was very wide as Grover finds it very magnificent and magical. He had never been in such a wonderful place in his life, not realizing his mouth had already fell open as he was starring at the night sky with lots of floating candles. "This is a ceiling right?" he asked Katherine. "It's Katherine just bewitch like the book we had read." he added, mentioning the book which was titled, 'Hogwarts: A History'. He then settled on the place he was standing and looked at the stool which was located in front of the staff table. On the stool, there was an old pointed hat. To his surprise, the hat formed two folds, forming a face. The folded one was for eyes and the other one was for mouth. It's face was frowning which seemed to look so grumpy. Grover remembered that this was a Sorting Hat and he began to wonder what house will the hat mention in case the headmistress put it on his head. His bright blue eyes startled and started to wait for a few moments when the headmistress begin to call names. Without even noticing himself, he didn't even realize that his tension was increasing rapidly as the unsorted students were getting fewer as they led their way to the house tables which they were sorted. Without getting ready, Grover suddenly looked at the headmistress.

"Grover, Meadowlark!"

His name was called. He took a deep breath, leaving his twin sister with the unsorted students and sighed. Making now his way towards the stool and sat. He tension rose up as the hat touches now his head. He could see Katherine was looking at him with tension. Grover hoped idf ever that whatever house he would be sorted, Katherine should be there also. But what house? Grover suddenly wondered once more. He closed his eyes tightly.

"You could be a Ravenclaw - but I think you'll be much better off in GRYFFINDOR!"

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[Katherine Meadowlark]

Katherine's heart seemed going tip toes. She was now counting in seconds looking at the headmistress. Then without a split second her face grew hot. "Katherine Meadowlark!"

Katherine strolled towards the stool and sat. She looked at Grover who was now looking at her. She closed her eyes as the hat was placed now on her head. Her heart suddenly jumped and started to pound so hard. "Please put me where my twin is..." she whispered.

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Out of Character: Sorting Hat Note

Normally I would oblige such requests, especially if it was a close call. However, you intentionally submitted essentially the same sorting form for both characters trying to game the system into putting both in the same house - and that's not something I will abide.

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[Rogan Slaters]

In all of the tensed students, Rogan was the only one who was in a relaxed mode. Keeping his hair spiky as long as he want to while waiting for his name to call. He was very pleased to himself, wearing Hogwarts robes. He knew that it was quite nonsense, but so what? He loves it. Besides, being a Hogwartian was a big deal to him. It's kind of a sort of pride.

"Rogan Slaters!"

Rogan made an arm gesture with his fist close as a sign of, 'Yes! At last!' while walking towards the chair. There's nothing any tension flowed in his blood but excitement bursting out from his skin. He sat on his chair, settled down and the hat was put on his head. Rogan suddenly gave a second thought about houses. "I don't know if I'm supposed to be in Ravenclaw. But of course, I want to be sorted there. But I also like Slytherin. Grr... I don't know. Please put me in the house where I should really belong... Please? A best house..." he said patiently, but in a confused tone.

"You would make a great addition to Hufflepuff house - but you seem firmly opposed to the idea. Well, if you're quite quite sure about this, I suppose you'll do just fine in RAVENCLAW!"

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[Jeremy Coltray]

Jeremy was starring on the floor. He was thinking about his blood status and he didn't know whether he should be here. He remembered what his neighbor had said about how Purebloods treat Muggle-Borns, and to his fear, he might get into trouble here. Get bullied again. As the matter of fact, he didn't know what he can prove to them. It took a few minutes and then his name was called. He walked away and sat on the stool. He was now very tense, he do not what he's going to say to the hat. And then, he got goose bumps, all of the students were looking at him. Do they know that he's a muggle. Then the woman, who was a headmistress, put the hat on his head. He closed his eyes, holding the stool tightly.

"You can be 'one of the intelligent students' in any house! I'm afraid you're not quite Ravenclaw material. Your hardworking nature suggests Hufflepuff might make an excellent home for you: or your hidden adventurous side, Gryffindor. But which would you prefer? Which would you do best in? Hmm Join your housemates in HUFFLEPUFF!"

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[Andy Parkes]

Andy and his brother weren't that thrilled after the ride. They both hated boats, but it was worth it. They were going to a magical school now! Andy couldn't wait to see what his house would be. Anything but Slytherin. Slytherin just wouldn't do. Evil people had come out of that house. Just like Voldemort. He shuddered just thinking about that evil man. Already, it was almost his turn to the hat. That was insanely quick! Well, the sooner the better! His name surely would come before his brother's... Andy started with A and Zach started with Z, they were the farthest letters away from each other in the alphabet. "Parkes, Andy." He walked fast, urgent to be sorted. He felt the hat touch his head and

"Evil has come out of every house, I'm afraid. Slytherin is just no exception to that. There's really no other place you belong, either. I'm sorry, but you are most certainly a SLYTHERIN!"

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[Dylan Belmont]

Dylan looks around the great hall. He is very silent, and wait until he was called. His preference was to Slytherin, his whole family has been there. And he did not ruin the honor.

" Belmont, Dylan! " Dylan walked to the chair. He smiled and the hood will be placed on his head.

"As you wish. SLYTHERIN!"

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[Amelia Saltzman]

This was a struggle for Amelia. She had already set herself against liking this school and she was determined that she wouldn't develop any attatchment to it. But as she shuffled into the Great Hall, sandwiched between the other new witches and wizards, the place just took her breath away. Having had no real experience with magic before now, not even knowing it existed outside of fairytale books and movies, Amelia couldn't stop from letting out a murmur of appreciation along with the others. She immediately loved how majestic and grand everything was, with the high ceiling and the raised platform what appeared to be the teachers were seated at. It was like the castle knew it's importance and had no insecurities. She couldn't help but admire it. And a little shiver ran down her spine as she noticed the candles floating above the tables. She wondered if it was simple magic.

The group assembled at the bottom of the platform and Amelia looked up as a pretty woman spoke to them. She suddenly felt nervous, like she did just before a ballet performance or gym routine. It always hit her in the minutes right before. She would sit with the other competitors all morning, feeling breezy and confident as they tried not to be sick from their nerves, but then it would hit her like a steam train as she warmed up and she would be almost paralyzed with inner turmoil until she stepped out into her space and began to perform. Amelia was frustrated that she felt this now- what was wrong with her? She wasn't supposed to feel anything for this place. She fidgeted to try and release the tension and keep her face devoid of any nerves. Not for the first time, she cursed her last name for being towards the end of the alphabet and prolonging her nerves and she waited for the students before her to be sorted. As her name was called at last, Amelia checked her posture and picked through the crowd to the steps, and ran lightly up and seated herself on the stool. Now, in front of the sea of faces, she felt calm and confident as she waited for the hat's verdict.

"You have the makings of a fine Gryffindor. Lets see if you can develop that at all. Go along, then. GRYFFINDOR!"

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[Etiole Sterran]

Etiole nervously drums her fingers-wait no Etiole Stella Sterran never NEVER gets nervous. She thinks about how the the rest of her French family went to Beauxbatons, why did she choose HNZ again oh ya they care more about their grades than their hair. Not that Etoile didn't care about her shiny black hair or her piercing blue eyes, she did.
The train suddenly stops. Cries of "We're Here" and "Hooray" fill they train. Taking the boats was amazing and the castle OOH LA LA! But then the first years line up and slowly, very slowly the A's go by then the B's and finally the R's she puts one foot and then another and then they put the hat on her headand she prays to every god she has ever heard of wishing to fit in wherever she is put.
And the hat says...

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Out of Character:

In the future, don't send in three sorting forms and don't be so impatient.

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[Chip Hazard]

A sense of belonging coursed through him as he sat down on the wooden stool , nothing but ..

"Another one for SLYTHERIN!"

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[Willow Jaye Hydran]

Willow could definitely say that she was excited to be here, but maybe excited wasn't the right word. Infact, maybe overwhelmed and nervous was the right combination of emotions for her right now. As she walked into the great hall, her eyes went immediately skyward to take in the breathtaking scene of the ceiling above. It was beautiful, she had to wonder how it was made like that. Would she learn how to do that here? Was this something that was taught? She hoped so and if not, she was just going to have to ask someone to teach her, she didn't mind taking extra lessons if it was to learn something like this. Her eyes traced the walls and the patterns in the tapestry as she scanned the hall, looking for her family. She immediately smiled upon spotting Justin at the Slytherin table. Too bad Drake was no longer here, it wasn't going to be as fun without him here. At the Ravenclaw table she spotted her sister, Hazel and her cousin Andy siiting pretty close together. She liked seeing them together, it made her feel like the family was all together again, even though they were missing a few members, like Daniel and Drake. But it didn't affect her much, they were all much older then her. Well, five years anyway. It was when she looked over at the Gryffindor table and saw a scruff of brunette curls that she smiled. So that must be the boy that Hazel had told her about during the holidays right? She couldn't wait to meet him, she was so excited. Maybe she could play a prank on him later?

Her eyes snapped to the front when she heard that they had reached the H's. However, seeing as her name was Willow, she would have to wait just alittle bit longer, but she didn't mind to much. This was going to be fun. She loved the feel of the Spiritual energy in the room as well. She was much more spiritual then Hazel in anycase and she was able to actually successfully spirit guide others and visit her dreams. It was something she had worked very hard to achieve, but as of yet she had not made it too seer status. Perhaps if she took Divination in her later years she would be able to go that extra step? Maybe that would be something she should look into. At the very least she was sure to learn somethings right.

"Hydran, Willow"

This was it. Her time to be sorted had come. She was so excited and nervous that she was shaking slightly as she made her way up to the stool. Which house would be best for her. Would she be placed with one of her family? Or somewhere different? What house would best help her to become the best person she can? And how was her attitude going to be defined by the house she was in. She had heard many talk of how people had completely changed their personalities once entering a particular house. However at the same time, there were those who kept their individuality, which was she going to be? She waited patiently for the hat to make its decision, kicking her legs playfully out in front of her.​

"RAVENCLAW!"

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[Grace Williams]

Grace had never been more amazed in her life. The stars twinkled above her, and candles hovered above the tables. When she closed her eyes, she could imagine the room as a stage, just waiting to be danced on. She longed to be that dancer.
"Williams, Grace!"
She was quickly broken out of her daydream. Smiling bravely at the Hall, she stepped forward and sat on the stool. The professor put the hat over her head.
'Put me somewhere I'll be happy,'

"GRYFFINDOR!"

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[Katherine Moore]

Softly Katherine entered the Great Hall with the other first year students. Her emotionless eyes inspected the older students and every other detail in the Hall. For some minutes her dreamy eyes stared at the flying candles. ''Ceiling on fire..'' Katherine murmered. An evil grin on her face appears, when she thinks about the things she could burn. She began to smile when she inspected the Professor next to the wooden stool. Unnoted she moved forward, to the front row, and stands perfectly in the front of the Professor. Concentrated she listens to the names the Professor said, and observed the other first year students carefully. "Katherine Moore"The Professor said. Katherine squeezed her hands and blinked her eyes, now it was her turn. She gently moved to the Professor and the wooden stool. The Professor put the hat on Katherine.

"SLYTHERIN!"

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[Cyrus Ray-Knight]

This was the way out. Cyrus Mishon Ray-Knight was happy for this day. Sorting. His parents told him that it had been the best day of their lives, and now, it would be his. Honestly, he was ecstatic to be away from those idiots he called his parents. He had reason to hate them. They could not tell when their poor child was in pain. He was glad that they did not have a child of their own blood. It would be sad. He was one of the tallest in the batch of first years. He sort of blended in. This made him feel calm? Accepted? He did not know, but he was paying too much attention to the the students being sorted. He was getting quite impatient. Cyrus wanted to be put into his house, but he heard the Sorting Hat was a bit snarky. He did not want his first enemy to be the Sorting Hat. Why? That damn hat was going to put him the the house he deserved.

Hufflepuff? Hmm...he worked hard when it came to his studies, but that was about it. He did not try to make friends or build healthy relationships. He had stopped trying to do that awhile ago. Gryffindor? He wasn't really the stick-with-my-friends-forever type. He looked out for himself. He did not deserve to be hurt anymore. Cyrus's little heart could not take anymore bullying, smart remarks, or pranks. Gryffindors were daring. Cyrus just liked breaking rules and limbs, if he really wanted to. He was not a nice child. He purposely stressed out his parents, and he caused trouble when he had nothing better to do. He did not know about Slytherin. It was not all about being mean for that house. More like respect for magic. Cyrus wanted to learn as much as he could. In his eleven years, he had done nothing but study and try his hardest academically. He had no interest in power or personal gain. He just liked knowledge. He would stay cooped up in a classroom forever if it meant he was going to learn everything the wise world had to offer him.

He had no limit to how much he wanted to learn. He had no goal, which was why he was teetering between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. If he was given Gryffindor he would start to question himself. If he got Hufflepuff that meant an automatic transfer. No yellow house for this boy.

"Ray-Knight, Cyrus!

He smiled. Finally. It was his turn to be sorted. He walked and took a seat on the stool. The hat was placed on his head. He did not feel comfortable with the Hat going through his mind. Actually, it make him panic quite a bit. The thought of something else knowing him threw him off balance. There was no more fronting. He could no longer pretend he stood tall. He closed his eyes in hopes that would make his vulnerability not seem so bad. It was not like the Sorting Hat was going to out all f his insecurities or anything. It wasn't that mean, right?

"I don't know too many eleven year old boys who get to decide to transfer themselves out of school if they don't happen to like the house they're put in right off the bat. I guess you're exceedingly special, then. And folk who think of themselves as highly as you seem to are often in good company in SLYTHERIN!"

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[Chantal Bluemoon]

Chantal was getting excited as the headmistress unrolled the scroll. She hoped that she was the first one to call, starring at the stool with her blue like sea eyes. It took a few minutes before her name was called. She walked out from the students and sat on a stool until the hat was placed on her head.

"Your keen sense of adventure makes you an obvious choice for GRYFFINDOR!"

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[Hayley Redwood]

Hayley walked towards feeling tensed. She sat on a chair while hat was put on her head.

"RAVENCLAW!"

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[Orwell Wolverhampton]

Orwell was walking now towards the Great Hall, feeling pleased with himself. He was feeling quite tensed with the sorting, imagining some things what house he's going to be sorted. He couldn't breathe as he waited for a few minutes or so. He could feel that he's heart was pounding so hard. Imagining what if he was sorted to Hufflepuff? Maybe he would go home. He really hates Hufflepuff, he thinks that weak people were only sorted there.

"Wolverhampton, Orwell!"

Orwell's heart sank. He strolled towards the stool and sat. He could feel now that he's heart was flushing. He took a deep breath and sighed as the hat was now on his head. He couldn't see the crowded hall anymore. "Slytherin... please... Slytherin... please put me there"

"Very well. SLYTHERIN!"

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[Benjamin Yost]

Ben walked into the Great Hall, eyes scanning the room as he took it all in. He knew about magic, even though it wasn't a huge part of his household, but this was something that he hadn't even imagined. Eyes reaching the ceiling, he startled for a moment at the possibility of the ceiling not existing before coming to the conclusion that it had to be enchanted. Someone confirmed his suspicions a few seconds later and he grinned, eyes traveling down to peek curiously at the other first-years and some of the older students.

He had made small talk with two other first-year boys on the train ride over, but the pack had broken apart when the boats were reached. He stretched up on his toes, seeing if he could spot the other boys, but realized there was no possibility of reaching either one of them. Feet landed firmly back on the ground, Ben prepared himself for the long wait. He had already realized that the sorting was going alphabetically, and that he, with his last name being Yost, would be one of the last few to go.

The sorting of the other first-years left him plenty of time to consider what it would be like to be sorted into a house. There had been some uncertainty on his part of knowing what to expect and he was slightly taken aback when the hat on the stool started to speak. He watched, back up on his toes again, as the first few students went and sat under the hat. Sometimes the hat called out a house almost right awhile while other times there were pauses before the house name. Did that mean the hat was thinking? And, if so, what was it thinking about?

He watched as the group of first-years slowly diminished until he was one of the remaining few. He grinned when his name was called, scurrying up to sit under the hat while feelings of anxiety and excitement bubbled inside of him. He still wasn't quite sure what to make of the hat as it was lowered over his head. With the outside world disappearing and the prospect of the hat thinking about him, Ben thought up the word "Hello?"

"Hmm. You could do fine in almost any house. Your desire for fulfilment, mixed with your sense of adventure, seems to place you most squarely as a GRYFFINDOR!"

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[pika pinkeye]

This is a mandatory field. If it is not completed with a roleplay you will not be sorted.

I am brave and strong

"Brave and strong like raven. You belong in RAVENCLAW!."

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[Paige Lenx]

Paige Lenx walked into the Great Hall with her year mates, rolling her eyes at the gasps that surrounded her about the size of the Hall. Sure, the Hall was quite large, but her Primary School's hall was the exact same. The roof was what amazed her. However, she knew better than to show her emotions in such an obvious way. If this was Hogwarts' hall, imagine what Beauxbatons' hall would have been like. Apparently it is magnificent. How she wished she could have seen it. Her hazel eyes widened when she saw the dirty, old hat on the stool in the centre of the Hall. 'How horrid!' She exclaimed under her breath. What was such a dirty hat doing there?

Suddenly the hat opened its mouth and began singing, causing Paige to gasp in shock, but thankfully most of the other students gasped as well, so no one would have seen her weakness. She quickly schooled her features, and waited until the hat was finished the song. So there were four houses it seemed. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. She had no idea where she would be placed, but she wanted to be placed in the best house. She had always gotten the best, and she expected no difference here. Paige listened attentively to the Headmistress' speech, rolling her eyes at the name of the forest. The Forbidden Forest. Of course it was forbidden with a name like that! But why would you call it that? It would make people, especially first years, want to go exploring there. It definitely made Paige want to go exploring there. Maybe that could be a way to get her parents attention...

The Headmistress then began calling out people's names in alphabetical order. Paige was grateful that her name was in the middle, which meant that she would not have to wait too long, and soon enough:

'Lenx, Paige!'

Paige stepped gracefully out of line, and headed towards the stool, smiling slightly at everyone's attention being on her. She was used to being the centre of attention because of cheerleading, and craved attention. As she sat on the stool, she crossed her legs, and waited as the dirty hat was placed over her hair, covering her eyes, so she couldn't see everyone anymore.

Place me in the best house... Please. She added the please as an after thought, because this hat would be deciding where she belonged for the next seven years, and she probably should be polite to it, even though she wasn't used to definitely saying please. Where I can be with people that will understand me. I want to have a friend that will understand me, and won't use me. A true best friend. She cut herself off being going on any further. How desperate of her to beg the hat! She should have known better than showing her emotions like that.​

"Yes. Begging to any ordinary hat would be quite pathetic. But to a magical hat that holds your future in its fabric - well, that's actually quite common. Now, you won't like this in the least - but it's where you need to be, where you'll find what you want, and where you'll learn the most. HUFFLEPUFF!"

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As the hat was taken off her head, Paige's eyes widened when she saw the cheering house waiting for her. Maybe the sorting hat did know what he was talking about after all. Maybe she could find a true friend here after all.​

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