- Messages
- 135
- OOC First Name
- Tenile
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Curly 9 1/2 Inch Sturdy Elm Wand with Thestral Tail Hair
- Age
- 10/2039
Nikola was in a tight spot after his conversation turned meeting with Eritrea on the train before arriving at the castle. The closer they got to being sorted into one of the four houses, the more butterflies seemed to appear in the pit of his stomach. He had had a plan of attack to try and end up in the same house, despite the chasm that represented the differences in their personalities, but that plan was seeming less and less foolproof the more reality set in. The Sorting Hat was a magical item that no eleven year old could fool, and it was a fact that Nikola was slowly coming to realise as the last names left Letter P and Q, and started on the Rs. With the last name Raven, it wasn't long before the Rs reached his name, and he left Eretria to be sorted.
Seeing as he had no desire to acknowledge the other relatives he had at the school, Nikola looked straight ahead at his target and didn't dare risk making eye contact with an unfortunate cousin. The fledgeling wizard was sure he would honestly rather room with the centaur herd than be stuck in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor with Felicita and Artemisa. They were third years, which would mean he would be trapped with them for four long, tiring years before they graduated. That was four years too long of sharing a common room.
"Hello," he greeted the Hat politely, trying to get on its good side before he went about telling it exactly why he should be placed into Hufflepuff. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were definitely not an option, and Slytherin was hardly tolerable. He wasn't sure if he were perfectly suited for Hufflepuff, but Nikola felt that there were mitigating circumstances that meant he would thrive best among Hufflepuffs. "I know you pick the best house for everyone, and I don't know if I'm Hufflepuff enough, whatever that means, but I'd really, really like to be placed there."
"I do take your desires into account when I sort, but on this matter I'm afraid I really just can't be swayed. Wish as you might for it to be otherwise, you're most certainly a RAVENCLAW!"
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