25/Sorting Hat
Scarlette Lily Snape-Malfoy was ready to be sorted.
“I’m perfect.” She told the hat.
“Not brave.”
“But still perfect!”
“Not Loyal.”
“Perfect.”
“Not cunning.”
“Per…”
“Dumb as a brick.”
“…fect!”
“You’ll find your home in…. SPARKLYPOO!”
“Wait, what?”
“The fifth house.” The hat explained. “For perfect people who have no redeeming features aside from obvious perfection.” The hat gestured with its tip at a table which hovered above all other tables, bathed in golden light and filled with her new housemates.
They were all completely and utterly perfect, thereby rendering Scarlette something she’d never been in her whole life.
Unremarkable.
credit and inspiration to Pirate Monkey... and to Renee because I loves her