Light a roman candle with me. Just a roman candle, You can wear your sandals And I'll pour you just one cup of tea. Then you can go and rest You haven't seen my best, so...
{𝓐𝓰𝓮 𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷} {𝒰𝓃𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇}
✿✫❀✮Elvira had been in awe as she spotted the large tentacles of the Giant Squid and only just restricted herself from trying to lean over the boat to touch one knowing that if she shifted the boat too much they all might fall in. And the last thing anyone needed was Desi screeching at them (her mainly because it would technically be her fault) if she was soaking wet for sorting. Which she doubted since she assumed that one of the many adults around them would magically charm her dry but still, not something she wanted to be responsible for. So she kept her hands in the boat but stared longingly out at the lake during the rest of their ride and before she realized they were at the castle and in the antechamber getting ready for the sorting. Elvira was slightly nervous though still doubtful that her Papa and tio would really care which house she'd get. Soon enough her name was called and she made her one man march towards the stool and took a few calming breaths as the hat was lowered.
■ INTELLIGENTElvira is a very bright young girl mainly due always being surrounded by some form of learning, either a library filled with books, or an aquarium filled with facts. ■ SELF-ASSUREDShe doesn't doubt her self easily and rarely ever to be honest. She's very much sure in what she knows and doesn't know and is very sure that if she's interested in knowing it then she would. ■ QUIZZICALShe's always curious about the world around her as well as highly skeptical of the different things surrounding her. As well as when those certain things happen to her. ■ RESOURCEFULIt's not to say that she can create invent something from nothing but she's rather good using stuff to suit her own wants and needs. People too but she doesn't like to do so often without their approval first. ■ MODESTEven though Elvira knows she is very smart rarely doubts herself and her abilities, she's still humble about it. She doesn't randomly sprout her knowledge where it isn't wanted but neither will she horde it from others. ■ STUBBORNElvira doesn't exactly know the true meaning of "enough" when it comes to certain things. Mainly knowledge and trying to acquire more of it. Or staying up past her regularly scheduled bedtimes. Or having a tree fort.
Just spend an evening with me. Just a lazy evening, Then you could be leaving Or we could stay and talk until three. I will think it's magic and I'll hope you'll agree
Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2017 5:28 pm
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spaceTo be quite frank, Kiery was finding this all a little overwhelming. She had always believed in magic, so that wasn't so hard to grasp. But somehow, the vast chasm between magic as she understood it, and what she was seeing before her, was both incredible and intimidating. She wasn't entirely convinced that this whole experience wasn't just some elaborate dream. Or, perhaps she'd taken a nasty tumble, and this was some sort of Alice in Wonderland type hallucination. She'd never experienced anything like that, so it seemed possible. Alternatively, it could be that she was having some sort of spiritual experience at a coven meeting. Or she'd eaten from the wrong table of treats at one.
spaceHumming to herself, the brunette gave herself a pinch, wincing at the pain. Could you feel pain if you were hallucinating? Nothing had changed; she was still standing in a line of other children about her own age, waiting for what appeared to be a talking hat to assign her a dorm. It was a rather odd system, to be frank, but these people were supposedly experts so she supposed she should leave it to them. The blonde woman certainly looked like someone who might be a witch, and carried herself rather like one. The uniform for the school was almost depressingly normal, which had disappointed her. Aside from the robes, which were plain black and quite boring, it was just a typical school uniform. She'd been hoping for something more akin to what was worn at coven meetings. Oh, well.
spaceHer name was called fairly quickly, and she approached the stool with a curious expression. Close up, the hat looked like it'd seen better days, to put it kindly. She wondered how old it was. Some of the items her coven used for their rituals and such were exceptionally old, and all of them looked to be in better condition than this hat. She sat upon the stool, eyes drifting upwards to look at the brim. Hopefully, this didn't take too long; there were many more students to go after her, and from what she'd been told, the feast didn't start until after the sorting was over. That seemed like a rather long time to wait, seeing as she'd not eaten much today.
OPEN-MINDED xxx»» Kiery was raised in what her mother refers to as an 'alternative' environment. She was taught that all things are to be questioned, and that you should never accept anything at face-value. The best way to learn, she was told, is to be open to new information, and to always keep an open mind. Kiery embraced this to its fullest, and tries to always give the benefit of the doubt when hearing something new, even if it is in direct opposition to what she already knows. Unfortunately, she tends to be quite gullible as a result, and is easily tricked into thinking some rather odd things.
CURIOUS xxx»» Questioning everything entails... well, questioning everything, something Kiery is more than happy to do. As a small child, she was always the one prattling off question after question, and endless series of who, what, when, why, how. She lost many a babysitter simply by driving them nuts with her boundless enthusiasm for any and everything. Now, she's more interested in conducting her own hands-on research, which often results in her nose being stuck in a book. That's the preferred scenario, anyway. There have been a fair few times her mother caught her up to some sort of nonsense because she wast testing an interesting theory. Many a household object was ruined in the process, and she very nearly poisoned her mother's familiar on a handful of occasions.
ARTISTIC xxx»» Kiery loves to draw. She's wildly imaginative, and feels the need to put everything she imagines on paper. She's a bit of a mess, so paints and pastels were never allowed to her. She was lucky if she was permitted to use pens or markers, truth be told, and spent many an afternoon scrubbing the walls clean of that morning's mural. Her mother tries to keep her from doodling all over the flat by purchasing a seemingly infinite number of sketchbooks. Frankly, the amount of money she spends on them, and the crayons and colored pencils used on them, it's a miracle the family doesn't go bankrupt.
EASILY DISTRACTED xxx»» Kiery's attention span leaves a lot to be desired. When your entire life is presented as a blank canvas of questions to be asked and things to explore, it's easy to lose track of what you're doing. She's forever guilty of starting one thing, then having the sudden impulse to do something else and abandoning that project. Hours later, she'll find her half-finished sketch, or a list of ingredients to a potion she wanted to brew, and have utterly no clue what it was supposed to be when she started. She claims that she's excellent at multi-tasking; in reality, she just can't stay focused on one task long enough to complete it.
QUICK-WITTED xxx»» Being a veritable sponge for information has made Kiery quite the clever girl. She's quick with a reply to any question, and quite adept at holding her own in a match of wits. Though she can at times drift, and her rapport suffers for it, whenever she's invested in a conversation, she can be very funny. She likes to make jokes, and excels at puns. That other people do not appreciate her puns is of no consequence. She's also very good at solving puzzles, and tends to try and make everything in her life into a puzzle, so to speak, in order to make it more interesting. If she can turn something into a game, she can generally force herself to focus for at least a little while longer.
STUBBORN xxx»» For all her open-mindedness, for all her desire to learn, there are certain times where something will rub Kiery the wrong way. When this happens, she will dig in her heels and refuse to budge for anything. Typically, such matters involve a moral quandary, where she believes her opponent is behaving in an immoral way. Or, when arguing with someone who stubbornly refuses to yield to her on important matters, she will likewise match their stubbornness with her own. If she is not being listened to, she sees no reason to listen to someone else, end of story.
xx➺ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Hogwarts Great Hall xxx➺ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Other Students xxxx➺ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Sorting Ceremony xxxxx➺ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?This is all so strange
Kylian had spent the full day reading several, several books all about the school he was about to attend. This school did seem to have some perks, at the very least. As they walked into the Great Hall, he had to admit that the school was pretty neat. The sky was open before him, the stars twinkling where the ceiling should be. That... was some pretty awesome magic. He looked at all the other students crowded around. Oh right, this school had four houses and they were personality based, rather than two on gender. He sighed quietly as a magical hat spoke up, talking about the houses. He watched the other kids get called alphabetically, then the hat send them off to their house.
When his name was called, Kylian adjusted his robes and strode forward. While he was still miffed he wasn't at Beauxbatons, he was pretty curious about where he'd be placed. The brunette sat on the stool beside the deputy Headmistress, allowing the weird old hat to be placed upon his head. Perhaps it'd choose a good place for him to be. Preferably one where people wouldn't be too friendly toward him. He liked his solitude, after all. "Why doesn't this school have a better method for this? It takes forever!"
xxx𝓟𝒆𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂xxx
xxxxx⇾Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ: Kylian doesn't like being around others, and will almost never share personal information. He doesn't like others knowing much about him, and people being overly caring toward him is weird. He also hates being touched, particularly in "cutesy" ways. He's just not used to people, in all honesty. xxxxx⇾Pᴏʟɪᴛᴇ: Kylian is always at his utmost politeness. He doesn't talk much, but when he does, it's almost guaranteed that he won't say a harsh word to anyone. He tries to be on constant guard so as not to offend anyone. Offending people means more drama, and he really doesn't like drama. xxxxx⇾Sᴛᴜᴅɪᴏᴜs: Kylian loves studying. His sister jokes that his nose is glued into books. He'll study on any topic, regardless of whether or not it pertains to him. He studied from his sister's old school books from a very early age. He learned to read before most other skills, and he's perfected the trait over his years. xxxxx⇾Cʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ: Kylian values himself as creative, though he doesn't ever share his art with anyone. Unfortunately, his creativity doesn't go far into his thinking, but he doesn't mind. He instead uses his creativity as an outlet for being constantly prim and proper. xxxxx⇾Lᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ: Kylian thinks with an incredibly logical process. He usually does oodles of research before doing anything, and refuses to do anything without considering the negative implications. His thoughts never stray, but always flows in perfect order. xxxxx⇾Sʜʏ: Though Kylian doesn't consider himself shy, he really is. He doesn't like being around other people, and absolutely dreads having to be in crowds. He avoids speaking whenever possible, and goes out of his way to avoid being where people might be.
spaceSherwood had been getting increasingly more and more nervous as the night progressed. The boat ride had been almost pleasant, but he'd been far too anxious to truly enjoy the experience. Honestly, he just wanted this over and done with, immediately. Walking from the boathouse to the castle, and then waiting in the antechamber, felt like torture. He was torn between wishing his last name started with an A so it would be over faster, and a Z so that hopefully everyone would be long since bored with sorting by the time he got to the hat and no one noticed him. Unfortunately, it started with M, so he was smack dab in the middle.
spaceThe first year could feel himself breathing too hard as they walked into the great hall. He wanted to try and find his sisters, but he couldn't seem to focus on anything long enough to manage it. Every spot of pink or blue drew his attention, only to find it was the wrong spot. Or was it, because the room was spinning and he could've been looking at Finny, or he could've just imagined it was her. Was that Chrys, or an odd pink blob of nothing in his peripheral? He had no clue.
spaceWhen his name was finally called, it was like a switch went off; he heard it, and responded as he should've, by walking to the stool and sitting on it. But, his mind didn't feel like it was inside his body. He felt rather like he was having an out of body experience, or what he imagined that sort of thing felt like, anyway. It didn't feel like him anymore, sitting on that stool, but rather that his body was there, and he was not. He could still feel all his anxiety, but it seemed like it was happening to an altogether different person. He didn't like it, but he couldn't seem to feel like he didn't like it. Frowning, he whispered to the hat to make this quick, so that he could just go sit at his table and be done with it.
SOFT-SPOKEN xxx»» Having an older sister with a rather loud mouth, Sherwood has grown more than accustomed to letting her speak for him. He finds that he would much rather whisper in her ear and have her relay his words than speak up himself. This can’t quite be said to be a bad thing, though, considering that his speaking voice naturally tends to be quiet, and he’s often hard to hear. He also tries to speak in a positive manner, often creating a tangled web of confusing statements to try and make something bad sound good. He’s not particularly fond of negative language, and tries to avoid it when possible.
WHIMSICAL xxx»» Sherwood is always one for a flight of fancy; he’s not overly fond of actual adventures, particularly not when they’re apparently dangerous, but he’ll listen for hours to his sisters tell him stories. He gets very caught up in tales of daring do and the like, the more fantastical the better. He likes to hum theme music as his sisters tell their stories, and insists that the scary ones are best told on stormy nights. He likes to dance and sing and generally act like a total goofball, much to the amusement of his sisters.
SHY xxx»» In general, Sher is very introverted and withdrawn, and finds people exhausting, particularly if they are loud and extremely outgoing (with the obvious exception of his eldest sister). He’s not very fond of speaking to strangers, or really anyone except his immediate family. Even his cousins and grandparents get the silent treatment from him. He finds meeting new people to be anxiety-inducing and somewhat terrifying. He would much rather keep to himself and his sisters than try to make friends. Considering how rarely he’s presented with the opportunity, he fails to see a problem with this.
POLITE xxx»» Of all the Meadows children, Sherwood is perhaps the one who shows this trait the most. While he finds meeting strangers to be nerve-wracking, he will always find a way to tamp down his anxiety and treat them with the utmost respect and speak as politely as possible. He’s very careful in his actions, both because he dislikes being abrasive and because he finds it simpler than anything else. His manners are impeccable, especially for such a young child, and he’ll often be found lecturing his oldest sibling on her own behavior.
CURIOUS xxx»» While not particularly adventurous, Sherwood is very curious. He’d rather make his discoveries between the pages of a book than out in the real world, but makes up for it by consuming everything he can, to know as much as he can. He doesn’t have any real need for the knowledge, he just likes having it. As a result, he’s often quick with random trivia and interesting, if seemingly useless, facts, about just about any subject you can imagine. He’ll pour for hours over books if so much as the title sparks his interest, and rarely allows anything to be left alone if he finds it interesting.
CLEVER xxx»» Sherwood is quick-thinking and exceptionally bright. He is often quick to find plotholes in stories, and even quicker to come up with a theory on how things could have worked better. He’s very astute, reading people easily in spite of not knowing much about how to interact with them. He’s quick to notice little details that some people miss, and often has thought of a solution for a problem before he even voices that he noticed one. He likes to fix things, and will seek out a way to do so if he thinks it will be helpful or useful to someone else.
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The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Ah, an anxious one, I have run into this before, Worry not, I know where you should go... Hufflepuff!
spaceHaving the last name Whitethorne sucked, Desi decided. She'd always liked her last name before, because it sounded awesome. Like something out of one of those gothic romances her mum pretended she didn't read. Lady Desiree Whitethorne, and her charming brother Zachary, half-vampire scourges who are hated and beloved by all. Waiting for the sorting, though, made her utterly despise her last name. What made it even worse was that, of the three Whitethornes, count them, three! starting school this year, her name came first alphabetically, which meant that she couldn't even convince the hat to put her in Zach's house. It'd have to be up to him to convince the hat to put him where she already was, and Desi doubted that would happen. Mostly because her brother wasn't as stubborn as her. Instead of sticking to his fangs, he always seemed to come up with 'well, at least's to try and placate her when things didn't go their way. That was unacceptable.
spaceAnd, worse still, Kory's name was in between theirs. She'd have to wait through her cousin's sorting to even hear where her brother was going! And what if they weren't in the same house, huh? And what if she wasn't in the same house as Zach, but was in the same house as Kory? She loved her cousin to death, but she didn't want to share a room with her! The only person she wanted to share a room with was her brother!
spaceFinally, finally, after forever, the line dwindled down and her name was called. Taking a deep breath, Desi marched towards the hat, and sat down on the stool quite determinedly. 'Wherever you stick me, you better stick my brother there, too,' she told it, eyes narrowed. She was not going to be bested by a ratty old rag of a hat! Not even if it was bloody psychic! It was going to give her what she wanted, just like everyone else did! If not... Well, she and Zach would find a way, wouldn't they? They always did, consequences be damned. And she'd eat the hat. Thinking it wasn't as satisfying about thinking she'd eat other people who made her mad, seeing as it was a hat and not a person full of tasty blood, but she'd at the very least shred it with her teeth a bit. That's show it.
PLAYFUL xxx»» Desi enjoys it when people play with her; she has a very active imagination, and a good deal many stuffed animals to create increasingly dramatic backstories for. She likes getting her family members to sit down with her and play, and will often be very put out if they don't have the time. She also has a very hard time sitting still if she's not properly distracted, loving to run around and make mayhem. Her playful nature also extends to how she speaks to her loved ones, much to their annoyance at times, as she loves nothing more than to tease them and get under their skin.
SHY xxx»» Desi is quite comfortable with the people she knows at this moment in her life, thank you very much. She doesn't like meeting new people, and generally hides behind her brother when forced to. She doesn't like anyone until Zach decides they're okay, and even then can be skeptical, because her brother isn't nearly as discerning as she'd prefer. She doesn't bond with people quickly, unless she is told they are family. And, being family isn't a surefire way to get her to like someone, since she's skeptical regarding how she could possibly be family with everyone.
DEMANDING xxx»» Desi likes getting her way. Being spoiled rotten in her early years left her with a certain expectation. Desi wants, Desi gets, and if someone doesn't oblige her, she'll find someone else who will. She's quick to play her parents and others against each other to get her way, and gets very annoyed when they catch onto her ploys. She doesn't ever think the thing she asks for are that big of a deal, and so doesn't see why she can't simply have them.
SHARP xxx»» She is very observant, and quick to pick up on things. Her heightened senses make it easy for her to eavesdrop on conversations, or notice small details that others would miss. She rarely has difficulty reading between the lines. She also gets a sense of satisfaction from calling people out when they're telling half-truths or trying to be evasive. Though, her favorite thing to do is to call attention to things others might wish no one had seen, such as an embarrassing trip over their own feet or the fact that their socks don't match.
AFFECTIONATE xxx»» Children are impressionable, and the impression the Desi has gotten from the vast majority of her family is that when you love someone, you show it. While she thinks her parents are a tad dramatic at times (and is quick to roll her eyes at them), she can't help but think that they're doing something right. So, she never hesitates to share her love with the people she cares about. Unfortunately, this can make her distaste for others quite apparent.
OPINIONATED xxx»» Desi, for one so young, is quite sure of herself, and of the world around her. She has a great many beliefs that she holds quite strongly about How Things Work, and she's quick to share them. She becomes frustrated when she's argued with, doubly so if someone comes at her with a sound argument. The only person who can correct her without her getting bent out of shape is her brother.
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The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... A demanding type, You wish you and your brother in the same house, And you threaten me to boot! Night's child, you need a bigger set of teeth to tear me apart, And I know what will be the best good for you... Hufflepuff!
Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2017 7:01 pm
The Sorting Hat
Cara MiaKitty
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spaceTo be quite frank, Kiery was finding this all a little overwhelming. She had always believed in magic, so that wasn't so hard to grasp. But somehow, the vast chasm between magic as she understood it, and what she was seeing before her, was both incredible and intimidating. She wasn't entirely convinced that this whole experience wasn't just some elaborate dream. Or, perhaps she'd taken a nasty tumble, and this was some sort of Alice in Wonderland type hallucination. She'd never experienced anything like that, so it seemed possible. Alternatively, it could be that she was having some sort of spiritual experience at a coven meeting. Or she'd eaten from the wrong table of treats at one.
spaceHumming to herself, the brunette gave herself a pinch, wincing at the pain. Could you feel pain if you were hallucinating? Nothing had changed; she was still standing in a line of other children about her own age, waiting for what appeared to be a talking hat to assign her a dorm. It was a rather odd system, to be frank, but these people were supposedly experts so she supposed she should leave it to them. The blonde woman certainly looked like someone who might be a witch, and carried herself rather like one. The uniform for the school was almost depressingly normal, which had disappointed her. Aside from the robes, which were plain black and quite boring, it was just a typical school uniform. She'd been hoping for something more akin to what was worn at coven meetings. Oh, well.
spaceHer name was called fairly quickly, and she approached the stool with a curious expression. Close up, the hat looked like it'd seen better days, to put it kindly. She wondered how old it was. Some of the items her coven used for their rituals and such were exceptionally old, and all of them looked to be in better condition than this hat. She sat upon the stool, eyes drifting upwards to look at the brim. Hopefully, this didn't take too long; there were many more students to go after her, and from what she'd been told, the feast didn't start until after the sorting was over. That seemed like a rather long time to wait, seeing as she'd not eaten much today.
OPEN-MINDED xxx»» Kiery was raised in what her mother refers to as an 'alternative' environment. She was taught that all things are to be questioned, and that you should never accept anything at face-value. The best way to learn, she was told, is to be open to new information, and to always keep an open mind. Kiery embraced this to its fullest, and tries to always give the benefit of the doubt when hearing something new, even if it is in direct opposition to what she already knows. Unfortunately, she tends to be quite gullible as a result, and is easily tricked into thinking some rather odd things.
CURIOUS xxx»» Questioning everything entails... well, questioning everything, something Kiery is more than happy to do. As a small child, she was always the one prattling off question after question, and endless series of who, what, when, why, how. She lost many a babysitter simply by driving them nuts with her boundless enthusiasm for any and everything. Now, she's more interested in conducting her own hands-on research, which often results in her nose being stuck in a book. That's the preferred scenario, anyway. There have been a fair few times her mother caught her up to some sort of nonsense because she wast testing an interesting theory. Many a household object was ruined in the process, and she very nearly poisoned her mother's familiar on a handful of occasions.
ARTISTIC xxx»» Kiery loves to draw. She's wildly imaginative, and feels the need to put everything she imagines on paper. She's a bit of a mess, so paints and pastels were never allowed to her. She was lucky if she was permitted to use pens or markers, truth be told, and spent many an afternoon scrubbing the walls clean of that morning's mural. Her mother tries to keep her from doodling all over the flat by purchasing a seemingly infinite number of sketchbooks. Frankly, the amount of money she spends on them, and the crayons and colored pencils used on them, it's a miracle the family doesn't go bankrupt.
EASILY DISTRACTED xxx»» Kiery's attention span leaves a lot to be desired. When your entire life is presented as a blank canvas of questions to be asked and things to explore, it's easy to lose track of what you're doing. She's forever guilty of starting one thing, then having the sudden impulse to do something else and abandoning that project. Hours later, she'll find her half-finished sketch, or a list of ingredients to a potion she wanted to brew, and have utterly no clue what it was supposed to be when she started. She claims that she's excellent at multi-tasking; in reality, she just can't stay focused on one task long enough to complete it.
QUICK-WITTED xxx»» Being a veritable sponge for information has made Kiery quite the clever girl. She's quick with a reply to any question, and quite adept at holding her own in a match of wits. Though she can at times drift, and her rapport suffers for it, whenever she's invested in a conversation, she can be very funny. She likes to make jokes, and excels at puns. That other people do not appreciate her puns is of no consequence. She's also very good at solving puzzles, and tends to try and make everything in her life into a puzzle, so to speak, in order to make it more interesting. If she can turn something into a game, she can generally force herself to focus for at least a little while longer.
STUBBORN xxx»» For all her open-mindedness, for all her desire to learn, there are certain times where something will rub Kiery the wrong way. When this happens, she will dig in her heels and refuse to budge for anything. Typically, such matters involve a moral quandary, where she believes her opponent is behaving in an immoral way. Or, when arguing with someone who stubbornly refuses to yield to her on important matters, she will likewise match their stubbornness with her own. If she is not being listened to, she sees no reason to listen to someone else, end of story.
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The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Well now, you're an interesting sort, And used to a different type of witch, too, I assure you child, I am far older than your coven, And considering your curiosity, it'd better be... Ravenclaw!
Welcome to the end of eras Ice has melted back to life Done my time and served my sentence Dress me up and watch me die
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Zach had been nervously chewing on his bottom lip all evening, barely even wincing when he accidentally drew blood and sucking on the wound. Not that he was worried about being kicked out of the school. He was already a wizard, it wasn't that part he was worried about. It was mostly where he was supposed to go. His sister was certainly not going to go to the same house as he was, since their personalities weren't the same. He didn't exactly want to tell the hat where he should go either. His father had told him that whatever the hat decided was bound to be the best fit for him. Not that it helped any. Every single member of his family had gone off into separate houses, and he was probably going to be no exception. His sister, well, he hoped that his sister went somewhere where she wasn't going to be overwhelmed. Blue eyes sought her out as he felt the hat start to descend over his head. His only thought was that wherever he went, he fit in, and that his sister had people in her house that could help her out. If not, well, he was certain that Desi was going to end up giving him the password or whatever to her common room, so it wasn't a big deal.
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◊ ACTIVEZachary is an active child, and wants to be doing everything at once. He loves engaging in new things, and tries to see if there's something he can try and figure out. He can often be found doing something, even if it's simply being outside helping his mum with the plants she grows. ◊ FRIENDLYZach also happens to be friendly and wants to meet everyone. He's not afraid to approach anyone, and often acts as a buffer between his sister and other people until she gets used to them. He's more willing to deal with outgoing people than his sister as a result. ◊ ADVENTUROUSZach takes after his uncle in that he's willing to jump into any situation and see what happens. He often times tries to sneak away from home to explore the countryside around Hogsmeade, and often gets into trouble during these excursions. He enjoys discovering something new, even if it's only new to him and not to other people. ◊ PLAYFULZach is also playful, and likes to laugh a lot. He finds life enjoyable, and wants to experience as much of it as he can. He loves to find a good joke, and often times can be seen with his friends out and about goofing off. He does know when to get serious, as he understands there's a time and a place for everything, even having fun. That does not stop him from playing up the fact that he is a half-vampire, as he finds other people's reactions funny. ◊ CALCULATINGZach is perceptive of things around him, and considers everything around him before he acts. Whether it's during his adventures or outside of him, he loves considering every aspect of a situation before jumping in. He also is this way in regards to learning and people, as he considers all viewpoints before he makes a decision. ◊ PATIENTDespite everything, Zach is a very patient person. He understands he isn't like anyone he knows other than his sister, and tries his best to understand everyone else's viewpoints. He also is very patient in dealing with his sister, who he knows doesn't like being around a lot of people, as evidenced by the fact that she often uses him as a go-between for her and other people.
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Location: Great Hall Thinking: So where AM I going? OOC: -◎-
If it feels good, tastes good It must be mine Dynasty decapitated You just might see a ghost tonight
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Not going to threaten to eat me as well? Smart boy, and much more agreeable than your sister Hm, I could place you with her, but I think some separation is in order Besides, with a sense of adventure like yours, you'll do best in Gryffindor!
Jeremy remained with the group not wanting the hassle of lagging behind. He could hear others mumbling about what house they would get. He knew what would fit him and hopefully, the sorting hat was smart enough to see that. He was like his whole family other than his weird mom. His mom had been Ravenclaw but he more exhausted by her. Oh, he loved his mom she could be annoying though. They were stopped before the hat so Jeremy crossed his arms and watched the sorting. His last name landed him late middle in line. He was almost zoned out when his name was called. ”Jeremiah Travers” Well here goes... he went to sit on the stool and crossed his arms again as the hat was placed on his head. ‘Look Hat, we both know where I need to be, it the same place you put everyone else in my family but my mom, but she's weird, and I’m not her level of weird. Let's just stick me in the right spot so you can get to the actually difficult choices’ He thought to the Hat he was starting to get a bit hungry and it was annoying. Those pancakes seemed forever ago. If it smart enough to sort them it was smart enough to do it right.
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COLD He has never had much need to show emotions, besides things don't tend to make him smile or cry. He's not one to wear his emotions on his sleeve PRUDENT He plans ahead and make sure all details are in order before acting on or agreeing to something SELF-SERVING He looks out for number one himself. If he does help others he likely has something to gain from it. RELIABLE If something needs to get done he will be sure to see it through. If he says he will do something, consider it done LOYALFor the few that can stand his demeanor, they get a friend for life that will be willing to take a hit for them. Theses a far and few between though. PRIDEFUL He thinks highly of himself and his accomplishments
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... My, we do think highly of ourselves, don't we Are you quite certain that's what you want? To be like everybody else? Well, if you're sure you can measure up Slytherin!
Hey you're now thirsty Walking in the desert all alone Hey you're now searching Lost in isolation from your soul
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Detch climbed up on the stool, ready to get this over with. Not that he had anything against the hat, he just didn't want to be stuck sitting up on a stool all evening. He looked around and waited for the hat to descend, seeing his brother sitting at Hufflepuff and frowning. Wasn't Byuch a Slytherin? Then again, considering his best friend was a Hufflepuff, it made sense. Whether Detch would go there was another matter altogether.
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◊ FRIENDLYDetch is quite friendly when he is comfortable around someone. He doesn't have a hard time with getting along with people, however he doesn't like being surrounded by complete strangers. The friends he does have he willingly talks to with no problems. ◊ CLEVERDue to his goblin heritage, Detch is particularly clever. His mind can easily understand complex problems and come up with solutions, and it is a rare moment when he is stuck on a problem. He also has quite a mind for numbers, and loves number problems. ◊ OPEN-MINDEDUnlike his brother, Detch is particularly open-minded. He's seen the effects of bigotry and doesn't want to have anything to do with it. He is willing to listen to and mingle with everyone he can, regardless of who they are or where they come from. He judges people based off of their actions, not what they are. ◊ CREATIVEDetch is also creative. He doesn't have an issue coming up with new and innovative ways to solve problems, and when confronted with a unique situation, he doesn't have an issue with improvising to find the solution. He enjoys looking at things from an abstract angle when given the chance. ◊ QUIETDetch is actually pretty quiet unless engaged. He doesn't like raised voices that much due to his home life, and retreats from arguments when he can. He rather enjoys finding a quiet place to retreat to to think, and isn't known to be outgoing. ◊ OPINIONATEDDespite everything, Detch has his own opinions on matters and doesn't mind voicing them when he feels he has to. This trait has caused some problems in the past, as he's gotten into a few arguments with his brother, but he doesn't think he should stay silent when he feels something is wrong. If nothing else, he thinks that by voicing them, he can confront the problem and solve it rather than let it become worse.
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Location: Great Hall Thinking: I hope I'm sorted right... OOC: -◎-
The bullets you bite From the pain you request You're finding harder to digest And the answers you seek Are the ones you destroy Your anger's well deployed
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The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... A clever boy, aren't you? Not so bogged down by your own ego like some Well then, I think you'll do quite well in Ravenclaw!
Oh wow the ceiling was the sky! And it wasn’t called the great hall for nothing! It was huge! She nearly forgot about here not so her not so great boat trip, there was just so much here going on! She spotted her sister at what she assumes was the Hufflepuff table. Waving as they passed Fiona almost bumped into the person in front of her. Oops! That be embarrassing. She watched the hat as it started sorting people. It wasn’t long before it was her turn the fact she had a last name that started with a C put her nearly to the front. She felt bad for any Z’s the be here awhile “Fiona Calderwood” She jumped a bit at her name despite fully expecting it. She sucked up her nervousness and walked up to the stool. She sat down and the hat was placed on her head pushing her curly locks down. Hopefully she be easy enough to place. Would she be with her sister in Hufflepuff? That be nice but maybe she belonged elsewhere? Her dad disagreed she was too headstrong for Hufflepuff, her mom who was a Muggle agreed with being in a different house as the sisters were different themselves. Well it was the hats job to know that, right?
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SPUNKY She likes to play and has lots of energy to play and talk, she's not bouncy but can sometimes be exhausting to those around her SHORT TEMPERED She doesn't get frustrated, she jumps straight to mad. She simmers down easily enough, but she boils first BOLD She is willing to go do the new and unknown and the dangerous. She loves adventure. She also tends to speak her mind. TOMBOYISH She is very boyish in the way she dresses and carries herself. She'll burp, pull out wedgies, and play in the mud. She fights not to wear dresses unless it required. LOYAL If you're her friend you got someone watching your back. She'll do her best to be there for you even if it put her in a bad spot STRONG WILLED It takes a lot to break her resolve. She is determined to do what she wants and believes even if other people advise otherwise
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Aha! Only one place for you, my dear Gryffindor!
Caleb wasn’t a fan for the red haired girl. The boy named Jeremy however had answered that he was a pureblood as well. This pleased the middle Devereux son. He might be someone he could socialize with if need be. Not that Caleb was overly worried about making friends. He didn’t need friends he needed connections. Decent ones at that. If he could stay away from any undesirables he’d be fine. He’d be even better if he could find something on his brother Julius.
Walking from the boathouse to the great hall, he was far from nervous. The hall was of no surprise. Caleb looked to the house of Slytherin knowing that would be his home soon enough. He watched as those before him were sorted and waited for his name to be called. “Caleb Devereux.” He straightened up then before walking up to the stool. Taking a seat, he waited for the hat to be placed on his head. ‘I’m a Devereux, a real Devereux so you know where I should go.’ He thought, there was no doubt he belonged in Slytherin. Nothing would convince him otherwise. ‘So put me in Slytherin like you did my brother.’
■ HOSTILEI’m not going to hide that I have a short fuse. There’s no point. I’m easily frustrated. Quick Tempered, I tend to always go looking for a fight. Violence is my go to answer for everything. Though, I tend to hide that from parents, teachers, and anyone else of authority. I’m not the best at showing my feelings. The only feeling I’m really good at is anger and irritation. If I’m not physically fighting I’m certainly verbally arguing with someone. At times I can be a bit harsh by saying things that in my opinion are the truth. ■ OPINIONATEDLike I said, I have my own opinions. I’m not afraid to say any and all opinions I might have no matter what they might be. Even if what I have to say wouldn’t be classified as very nice by some, I’ll generally say it anyways. I’m honest with what annoys me and what I think. Some might say I come off as arrogant. A lot of my comments tend to involve blood purity. I have a strong dislike of those lesser then myself and I’m not afraid to admit it. I might not have the best tact when it comes to admitting it but it isn’t my problem if others can’t take what I have to say. ■ PERCEPTIVEDespite always getting into fights, I’m good at figuring people out. I know when something I said bothers someone I just don’t really care. I can figure out what people like or don’t like, what people are good or not so good at. All it takes is being able to pay attention to those around you. I may not care but I can still do my ‘homework’. Though not one to show it off like some, I can be actually quite clever. I am quite observant, noticing details that some might not. ■ DEDICATEDI’m loyal first and foremost to my family and then to those who gain my trust. Sure I’m not the biggest fan of my siblings but they do matter to some degree. My family name is important it isn’t something I can just walk away from. Though, people I trust are few and far between. Even so, if I do trust someone, they will find themselves with an ally. I’m also dedicated to get the things I do right. I’m not a perfectionist but I won’t stop till I get it right. ■ DECEITFULNow I may be honest with my opinions but I’m also good at playing innocent. When I get into fights with my younger brother Quinn I tend to make it appear like I’ve done nothing wrong. Half the time my parents never find out about the fights I get myself into. I prefer to keep myself out of trouble. One day I hope to become heir over my brother Julius. If I have to find dirt on him to get it I will. If it gets me what I want so be it.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... You 'old family' children always say the same thing And put it rather rudely as well Didn't your parents teach you any manners? Perhaps you'll learn some in Slytherin!
Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2017 8:09 pm
The Sorting Hat
Miss GryffindorK
xx⤑ Wԋҽɾҽ αɱ I?Great Hall xxx⤑ Wԋσ'ʂ ɯιƚԋ ɱҽ?The Entire School xxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ʂ ɠσιɳɠ σɳ?Sorting Ceremony xxxxx⤑ Wԋαƚ'ɾҽ ɱყ ƚԋσυɠԋƚʂ?Hopefully this isn't too crazy
Elisabet had followed the teacher into the giant Great Hall, eyes wide as she regarded the hundreds of other students crowded in the room. She stood in line, staying near Cady as she watched the lady say a hat would sort them. Wow, this magic stuff was really weird. The hat then spoke aloud, and Elisabet's eyes went wide in shock. All at once, the other students started being called up one by one, and the hat would yell out the house they were in. Seemed simple enough, though she wondered how it worked. Did it read minds? Was it pre-programmed? No, that wouldn't work, no electricity.
Suddenly, she heard her own name ring out above the din of the students. Feeling that all eyes would soon be upon her, Elisabet slipped her sweater sleeve down to cover her prosthetic. She figured she could let it show, just not... not on the first day. She didn't want to be considered weird on her very first day. Then again, she figured Cady liked it, so maybe. The brunette made the trek up to the front, sitting carefully on the stool. She allowed her eyes to close as the hat was settled on her head.
xxx𝓟𝒆𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂xxx xxxxx⇾Rᴇsɪʟɪᴇɴᴛ: Elisabet has been a fighter for as long as she's been alive. She learned to adapt without her left arm at an early age, and has fought to live as normal a life as possible since. xxxxx⇾Tʀᴜsᴛᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ: Elisabet does her best to be a great friend, and is good at holding secrets. She puts her faith in other people, and loves the feeling when others trust her, particularly when the other option is pity. xxxxx⇾Lᴏʏᴀʟ: Elisabet is a fierce friend, and would do anything if it meant her friends could be happy. She goes to great lengths to show the people in her life that she cares about them, occasionally at her own demise. xxxxx⇾Cʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ: Elisabet has a wild imagination, something that she relies on a lot. She likes to build things, including designs for her prosthetic arm, which her dad helps her make. She loves seeing her creations come to fruition, even wild experiments like drawing by holding a pen between her toes. xxxxx⇾Uɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ: Elisabet is very good at sympathizing with other people, particularly those of her age group. She's gone through hardships, and feels for those that have similar experiences. She would be very good at dealing with those that feel lost, or just if they need someone to talk to. xxxxx⇾Cᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴠᴇ: Elisabet loves a challenge, particularly one that ends in victory. She loves playing games and sports, though can have issue working on a team. She will seldom let someone else win on purpose, even if it would make them happy. She also loves proving herself a worthy adversary, which she feels she is.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... My dear, no need to fear being 'different' You're actually quite impressive And I do believe your housemates will agree For you, it's off to Gryffindor!
Nani was stoked to get to be sorted. She'd talked to her new friend, Tegan, about flowers and stones, glad that the girl had chosen to sit with her. After the antechamber, she skipped into the Great Hall, looking happily at everyone and everything around. There was so much to see, but she was too distracted to focus on much of anything. They started calling students by last name, and she bounced a bit. Waiting was so difficult! Finally, finally her name was called. A happy squeal escaped her throat, the girl practically running to the front. She plopped herself onto the stool and waited, a vibrant grin on her lips as the hat descended to decide her fate.
xxx𝓟𝒆𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂xxx xxxxx⇾Lᴏʏᴀʟ: Nani is incredibly loyal to those she loves. She will willingly put herself in danger if it means to protect someone she cares about (or sometimes just someone in need). She would be deeply hurt if someone she trusted betrayed her, but she can be counted on never to hurt someone intentionally. xxxxx⇾Sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ: Nani loves talking to people, though sometimes she doesn't listen all too well. She will talk about any topic, though she tends to pepper her words with complements to whomever she's speaking with. xxxxx⇾Fᴜɴ-Lᴏᴠɪɴɢ: Nani loves to have fun. Whether it's singing and danging around or playing chess with a friend, you can usually bet she's having a good time. She even tries to make studying and chores into a game, if only to make it less boring. xxxxx⇾Dᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ Eᴀʀᴛʜ: Some would think Nani has her head in the clouds, but really, she's very grounded. She's well aware of what's going on around her, even when she's just daydreaming. xxxxx⇾Gᴇɴᴇʀᴏᴜs: Nani is a very giving person, believing that the Earth gives them life, so she is willing to share all she has with others. Of course, she won't be taken advantage of, but if she sees someone in need, she'll happily give up her last knut to see to it that they were safe and warm. xxxxx⇾Lᴏᴠɪɴɢ: Nani loves deeply and truly from the bottom of her heart. She believes love is meant to be shared with all, and will open her heart easily. If ever it were to get broken, she'd get right back out and share her love with the next soul.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Ah! Quite enthusiastic, aren't you? And more than a little impatient. Well, I know just what to do with that sort of spirit They'll love you in Hufflepuff!
Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2017 8:20 pm
The Sorting Hat
murruelecreuset
Leah Ruby League Unsorted First Year Eleven Year Old - Pureblood - Dancer
Younger Sister
Location : Great Hall
Leah had a rather content train ride with Arianell. Although the youngest League didn’t have anything on the top of her excitement list, she was generally interested in the school she was attending. Her siblings had all attended Hogwarts and their mother before that along with generations of Averys and Leagues. To walk the halls they did, that would be an experience. However, with new experiences came worry. Worry that things wouldn’t be the same when she went back home. Taking a deep breath, she pushed that worry aside as they made their way to the lake and then the boathouse.
Walking up to the great hall, Leah stood there with the rest of the first years. She was nervous. Why she wasn’t quite sure. Maybe to find out who she was most like in her family? That was the only explanation. Although that didn’t sound like much reason to worry. Taking yet another breath the girl waited until they were lead into and down the main aisle of the great hall.
Students second year and up all stared at the group of first years. Leah noticed them but she also noticed the night sky above. Curious thing the ceiling was. It put some ease to the moment. As her classmates’ names were called she waited until her name was heard throughout the room. “Leah League,” It was time… Arianell had already gone…
Taking yet another deep breath, Leah straightened up and walked up to the stool. She scanned the room as she sat down. Waiting for the hat to be placed on her head. ‘Where do I belong?’ She asked curiously. ‘Am I like my sister? My brother? Or am I like someone else?’ She didn’t know where she’d fit but she supposed she would soon find out.
Status :Worried... I'm okay... With :Other First Years
■ SKEPTICALSince losing both my parents I’ve never been able to sleep through the night. I’m always afraid I’ll wake up and everyone that matters will be gone. I find myself often wandering to my big brother's room or going to see Nori his and Leo's house elf to verify they are still there. Important people disappear from my life, first my mother than my father. I’ve gotten used to people leaving me. ■ MATUREI’m typically a happy person or at least I try to come off that way. I was raised polite and well-mannered. I always say please and thank you, and give the occasional curtsy. I don’t want to offend people so I try not to be rude. Though, I can be occasionally quick to answer but also methodical. At times I can be just as quick to add on to my answer after the fact to make my response sound nicer. ■ INTELLIGENT I’m fairly intelligent for my age. Not my brother’s level of intelligent but I do have my talents. I started using magic fairly early and everyone says I’m a very good ballet dancer. Cathy say’s I’m one of the prettiest dancers and being pretty is part of being talented. ■ PERFECTIONISTSince my father’s death I’ve become rather finicky about perfection and order. Probably more than most children might be. I’m always quick to pick up after myself and order my stuff just so. I like things to be neat and tidy. Since starting ballet I’ve been working hard to become the best in the class. And, to be the best I have to be perfect. ■ HARDWORKINGAs mentioned before I’m a hard worker. I work hard every day in ballet. So I can be a great dancer someday. I’m committed to do the best I can so I can be perfect. I want to prove not only to myself but others that I’m good at what I love to do. Between that and school I’d like to think I’m working hard to be good in both areas of my life. ■ STUBBORNI can be a tad stubborn sometimes. I’m not all the time but I can when I want something or don’t want something. Typically I’m used to getting things, though I don’t expect it. I don’t really ask for a lot of things. Some say I’m difficult because I can be contrary to what others want. When I was younger, if there was a choice between lemonade and fruit punch, I’d choice water. And if you suggested the lemonade, chances were I’d go for the fruit punch. I'm still like that today.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Well now, what to do with you, hm? I see a lot of spirit, a strong backbone But I also see a quick mind and a curious nature I think you'll do best in Ravenclaw!
Rebecca Joanne Richardson Unsorted First Year Half Blood❤Magic Enthusiast
Location : The Great Hall
Rebecca was super excited. The moment they were escorted into the great hall she could barely contain herself. It was better then she’d imagined it. Even if she knew about magic, Hogwarts seemed so much cooler for a magical school. Having to wait for her name to be called, she knew Sher would be going before her. She was a tad jealous about that. Why did he get to go before her? However, Rebecca pushed that out of her mind. No sense getting jealous over something so small. Her time would come.
As it turned out bother Su-Jin and Sher went before her. Despite wishing she had a name that started closer to A she smiled at them both when their names were called. They were her first friends, she couldn’t ruin it now, not so soon. After what felt like forever her name was finally called. “Rebecca Richardson,”
Rebecca took a breath before walking straight up to the stool and taking a seat. She wasn’t nervous at all. Not like most of the first years. “I need to be in Slytherin…” She whispered under her breath. ‘Mother will have to approve of me then…’ She finished her thought. Rebecca desperately wanted her mother to see her as something more important then just the hired help. It tore her apart knowing that she didn’t have her mother’s attention. Rebecca would do anything to get it.
■ AMBITIOUSI may not be an adult but I have my own set of goals. My mother may think I’ll amount to nothing but I’ll show her. I want to be somebody, somebody with a successful career where no one will tell me what to do. I want to marry someone with high prospects, perhaps an heir of some family. I’m determined to prove my mother wrong and get everything I want. One day I’ll get everything I want and I’ll do anything to get it. ■ ENVIOUSThere’s no hiding the fact that I get jealous easily. My sister takes all of our mother’s attention, not that I blame her. I just don’t get how even with me being so much better at magic then her (she hasn’t even shown any signs of it yet) mother still won’t notice me. She treats me like the hired help… I’m not a house elf. So maybe I’m a little bitter about it. And, maybe I’m the type to hold a grudge but can you blame me? ■ STUBBORNYou can imagine I’m also quite set in my ways. I’m stubborn. Like I said, I’m the determined sort that wants what I want. Which means I’m not a push over, I’m willing to fight for what I want. I can be quite difficult to at times. I don’t like changing for people. I am who I am. If you don’t like me for me suit yourself. ■ COMPASSIONATEDespite my stubbornness and my jealous tendencies I’m a caring person. I’m sympathetic to other people’s problems. I’m not always about me. I like to be helpful. If I can be there for someone in need I want to be. If I can help I want to help. I’m not the overall best at showing I care but I do my best. My mother never really showed me affection but my father has. I’d like to think I get it from him. ■ SELF-RELIANTBecause of my mother I’ve become rather reliant on myself. I find you can only rely on yourself. Sure I have father but I don’t want to be a burden on him either. So, I’ve come to learn to take care of myself. Be self-sufficient and all that. I rather enjoy doing my own thing anyways. Not that I don’t enjoy the company of others, cause trust me I do. ■ UNPREJUDICEDNow just because my mother centers her life on blood statues and who has the most money doesn’t mean I do. I’m not that kind of person. Being told numerous times that I’m a waste of life and unimportant made me look at the world different. I don’t believe it matters if a person can do magic or not, or whether a person is muggleborn, pureblood, or born a half breed. And, who cares if you have more money than the next... live in a big fancy manor instead of a rundown farm house or a tiny flat above a shop. At the end of the day it doesn’t make any one person better than the other.
I’m also not one for stereotypes. For instances Slytherins can be good and other houses can have bad eggs. Not all houses are one thing. Like not all Ravenclaws are smart, not all Gryffindors are brave, not all Hufflepuff are loyal, and not all Slytherins are ambitions. Other houses can be those things too. We’re all a million different things. Can’t judge a book by the house there in or the place they come from.
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking.... Ah, child, it isn't you who are lacking, I promise Your worth isn't measured by your house And it isn't for your mother's sake that I tell you Your cunning and determination will serve you quite well in Slytherin!
