Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God Sorting Hat The timid little firstie
Amy picked herself up off the floor; she'd fallen over twice and had nearly fell into the lake too. Good start to the year of course
Sitting down on the hard wooden stool she fidgeted as a heavy piece of leather was placed on her head "Hm....not to many brains there" "Oi!" She muttered "Nor too cruel and sly, though brave and witty...Gryfindor would do you well. So. Where to put you?" "Hmmmm"... Hurry up you stupid hat! "A temper too. Interesting. Very Interesting, I believe I shall take a chance with you..." HUFFLEPUFF!
And with that Amy ran down the steps and tripped on the way... |