The Sorting
Ron’s Pov
When Ron heard his name he walked up and sat on the stoll. Professor Mcgonagall put the hat on his head. ‘Hello Ronald Weasley’ the hat said, ‘The youngest son, you have a lot of ambition. A desire not to be left in anyone’s shadow. You will make an excellent slytherin.’
‘NO!’ Ron thought at the hat, ‘I might do well in that house! But I kinda do not want to lose my home for the summer! Please just put me in gryffindor.’ ‘Ok’, the hat said, “Well I guess you better be a GRYFFINDOR!”
Draco’s Pov
Draco was sitting on the stool, the professor put the hat on his head. ‘Ahh, Draco Free’, The hat spoke while on his head, ‘Well if that is your real last name. Where to put . . .’ That hat trailed right before announcing “GRYFFINDOR!” As the hat was taken off his head Draco could swear he heard it say, ‘No. . .’
Draco then went to join Ron at the Gryffindor table. Wondering if that hat is like that to everyone.
Hermoine’s Pov
Was nervous when the hat was placed on her head. ‘Hermoine Granger, a smart mind, you will do well Ravenclaw, but I’m thinking Gryffindor,’ the hat said, “Better be GRYFFINDOR.”
Cinder’s Pov
Cinder skipped up to the stool and sat. Professor Mcgonagall placed the hat on her head. ‘Interesting mind we have here’, the hat said, ‘You’ll do great in Hufflepuff, you’ll have a fine future in Ravenclaw, but I can also see you in Gryffindor. It’s been a while since I have had a good challenge.’
‘Well if I could go into Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Gryffindor,’ Cinder thought, ‘Well then maybe I can go into Gryffindor? My friends are there.’ “Well better be a Gryffindor!” The hat announced. Cinder got up and walked over to her friends.
Harry’s Pov
“Potter Harry!” The headmistress announced. The moment his name was called Harry heard people start whispering. “Harry Potter!” “The Harry Potter!” “I wonder what house he’ll get in!” “Of course he is going to be in Gryffindor” Those were just a few of the things people were saying.
“~Harry you got this~” Hope whispered to him, still hidden from everyone’s view. Harry took a deep breath then walked forward. Everyone in the Great Hall was watching him. Harry sat on the stool and sat as still as possible while that hat was put on his head. He could have sworn everyone’s eyes were on him.
‘Ah, Harry Potter, I’ve been waiting for you. . .’ Hat began speaking to him in his mind before stopping, ‘No! I will not. . .’ The hat then yelled out “Gryffindor!” As Harry got up and walked over to his friends. He kinda wondered if the hat was like that with everyone.
