ΒΌ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote:
Originally Posted by fanficfanatict Selina was on her way to her table when she heard a voice call out to her. She was certain she had heard the voice before. Whipping her red hair around she sought of the voice. Her blue eyes scanned the Great Hall until she found the source. It was the Prefect Evan from the Slytherin table.
For certain he was not pleased with her sorting. When they had talked on the train he had expressed his opinion that she belonged in Slytherin because of her attributes to that house. And to be honest, when the hat was on her head for a moment she did seriously consider to be put in Slytherin after his spiel. But the hat had chosen Gryffindor for a reason that would soon be revealed to her.
Looking up at the boy she called back, "I guess so." Selina was in shock herself. When she had walked up to the podium she was very unsure of where she was going to be put.
A small smirk tugged at her lips, "Jealous?"
Evan seemed like a nice guy, and just because she was a Gryffindor didn't mean she couldn't smirk like a Slytherin. The Hat knew nothing. Really. NOTHING. First putting him and Iris in the same house, and then came Aaron--where was that boy by the way, he still couldn't ask Selina's question--now, look at that! Selina was doomed to be a dork for the rest of her life. He shook his head, not hiding his disappointment. But then, he chuckled at the boldness of the question. She wouldn't be a dork, it was obvious. Relief. At least, he could count two normal people in this house now.
Eyeing Sophie once again, he shrugged. "Never. I'm quite happy being among normal people, thank you." Hehehe. |