Sorting..
The ride comes to an end.
You step down the train and it felt awkward.
The boy who was in the same compartment as you left before you could ask him what was gonna happen now-
Luckily, the confusion didn't last much, a professor walked toward the students who were chatting on the platform.
"Welcome students, you may follow me to the Great Hall. Remember to follow along and not create any messes."
You started walking, but really, your clothes felt suffocating,
stockings and below knee socks that clung to the skin, a tight skirt that covered the knees, a white fitted shirt, a tie, pointed Mary Jane shoes, a cardigan, that was looser than the rest of the clothing which was the only relief.
And the shoes were the worst, you couldn't fully keep up with the walking, luckily it didn't take long before you were in the Great Hall.
You tried to keep your pace steady and put a feet after the other.
What you noticed were four long tables, each table had a different uniform. Weird.
Now, the new years had to wait still, until a professor called their name to get sorted in a 'house'.
Your parents briefly told you what each house was about, it made you feel stuffy.
By now 10 students got sorted.
The houses were: Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Gryffindor.
You surely had to check about each characteristics more.
What you knew for sure though, was that Hufflepuff was seen as the loyal house.
Ravenclaw as the smart one.
Slytherin as the kinda evil on and Gryffindor as the good one.
You felt stuffy thinking about it.
You were all 11 years old kids, getting picked in a house meant declaring your position in all your school years.
And if that wasn't enough, there were really bad prejudices.
...
Your fingers were fidgeting with your loose cardigan..
Chattering, cheers and so on faded into the background.
You bite the inside of your cheek, you didn't want to get picked in any house.
Why did you have to put a label on yourself? You didn't understand.
"Y/N L/N"
Finally, your names get called.
You start walking toward the chair, then you sit down.
The teachers puts the sorting hat on your head..
Silence filled the room.
The hat didn't utter a single word.
You felt your face getting red from embarrassment.
..
The hat finally says something
"You.. "
"ha ha! Finally! THE L/N !"
Your eyes slightly widen from the enthusiasm in the hat's tone.
"It's been so long since there was a witch L/N in Hogwarts."
Your face flushes from all the stares, what did the hat even mean..
"I just know where to sort you, but you may come back once you feel like changing."
"No one can deny you the right to direct your destiny after all."
Gasps could be heard around the main hall.
This never happened before and what did it mean by 'direct your destiny', everyone was left dumbfounded.
Especially a boy.
He stared into your wandering pupils.
"HUFFLEPUFF ! but do remember what I said."
You quickly walk toward Hufflepuff's table, the shoes nearly making you trip.