Blood Status
Chapter 4: Blood Status
Gintoki fought down the light shiver as the hat landed on his nest-like, silver hair. He felt something prodding and tingling his mind, bringing mild discomfit. A small frown formed across his face.
How troublesome.
The Sorting Hat hummed interestedly. 'Hmm… what oddity you are… Oh ho ho, not that is a bad thing. I think it's marvelous. Loyal to those you care about. But sometimes a tad bit indifferent. Brave but only when it all comes down to it in the end. Smart but also lazy. Cunning too. Well, I believe I know the right house for you. It's – "
"Slytherin!"
Gintoki yawned as he carelessly took the priced artifact off his head and handed it over to the professor who only raised an eyebrow at his nonchalance.
When he joined his table, he noticed the sharp whispers around him. He just ignored them as he slouched in his seat, barricading his head in his arms. Sleep seductively stirred within him.
"What are you?" asked a quiet voice from his left.
Gintoki tilted his chin upwards, not really coming out his barrier. He stared at the boy, his expression blank.
The boy carried an arrogant elegance as he stared shamelessly at the silver-haired boy. From the discreet gazes of his other housemates, Gintoki guessed that this boy was representing the same question they all wanted to hear.
"Are you a mudblood?" The boy narrowed his misty, blue eyes. He looked almost disgusted at the thought, his mouth forming a sneer.
"No," he replied blandly, hoping his answer was enough to placate him and the others so he could willingly fall into light slumber.
A pause.
The boy gave a slight nod and turned his attention to the sorting. "Good."
Gintoki mentally snorted.
"Severus Snape!"