Celestias Sorting
Celestias Pov
I hear my name being called out and I wish that I could’ve just used the magic of being a goddess to teleport to the stool because it’s awkward to walk in front of a bunch of 11 year olds. I would have thought I was the most terrifying and powerful being in every universe but the looks of these children change my mind. It feels like their eyes are the same blades that my mother was killed with but are being thrown and twisted In my gut every second. I soon get to the stool and have the leather hat placed on my head.
Hello, I am pleased to be able to sort you. It is a great privilege to be In aquentance of you.
”Put me In Gryphindor.” I say getting straight to the point.
I apologize, I must put you in the house you belong in. And Gryphindor is not that.
”I can destroy you.” I threaten.
The punishment I would face if I broke this ancient rule would be much worse. I apologize.
“Are you defying me?” I say with a deadly tint to my voice.
Yes, I have decided what house you are in though.
“RAVENCLAW!” The stupid hat says. I get handed the uniform and take it begrudgingly and go to my houses table.