SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

Deezerz · 09-02-2011, 07:55 PM

The time Kennedy dreaded the whole train ride had arrived. It was finally for him to be sorted. This wouldn't have been a big deal if it hadn't involved his dad. The man he wished he wouldn't be related to. The man that had made his mother's life a nightmare. Kennedy didn't care that, that man abandoned him, what made his blood boil was all the pain he had caused his mom.

The call of his name snapped him out of his thoughts. Did he really have to go up there and put that silly hat on...in front of an audience? He knew the answer to that already. Stepping up the stool Kennedy sat down. He pushed his glasses back to try to cover his flaming cheeks.

This was SO embarrassing!

"Hmm!"

Kennedy almost jumped off the stool when he felt the hat placed on his head and did it...did it say something? It probably did. Bianca had told him the hat spoke...like actual words and stuff.

"Nervous are we?" the Sorting Hat said with a mocking tone.

"A little," the boy mumbled.

Oh gosh. The hat would eventually burst up in flames Kennedy concluded. He was just too different that there was for sure nowhere he belonged.

Or...

If his family's tradition continued with him, then that would mean Slytherin...like his father. He didn't want that, but then where?

"I see qualities in you, Boy," the Thing spoke again. "But, you might not like them, you cunning boy."

"I-I'm not c-cunning." He was not. He refused to believe that.

"Hush! I know what you are, after all I am years beyond years older than you." Kennedy bet the Hat was smirking.

He huffed and crossed his arms. He was NOT about to argue with an old, dusty hat.

"Think whatever you want," the hat said. "Now, you want the truth or your pick?"

Oh yes, Bianca did tell him the Hat allowed him to choose the house he wanted, but then that was the problem. He wasn't as brave as Gryffindor, he didn't know loyalty like a Hufflepuff, he wasn't clever like a Ravenclaw and that left Slytherin, he had a whole bloodline there. He didn't know where he belonged. Making up his mind he spoke...

"Place me where you believe I belong...if you are as old as you say, that means your answer will be a wise one." He closed his eyes, forgetting about his audience and hoped to God that he was placed somewhere where he would feel like if he belonged.

"Very well," the Hat answered. "SLYTHERIN!"

.....................................

Kennedy froze as his heart beat rapidly inside his chest. He was a snake, just like the man who hurt his mom and him, never caring of the damage he did. He stood up and walked over to the green table. His body on autopilot while his mind was miles and miles away.

He was a Slytherin.

09-02-2011, 07:55 PM	#69 (permalink)
Deezerz DMLE Mooncalf Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Camp Half-Blood Posts: 7,730 Hogwarts RPG Name: Violeta X. Escalante Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yulietta Escalante Slytherin Second Year x8	That's Rough Buddy \| Be the Flower \| Moon & Stars The time Kennedy dreaded the whole train ride had arrived. It was finally for him to be sorted. This wouldn't have been a big deal if it hadn't involved his dad. The man he wished he wouldn't be related to. The man that had made his mother's life a nightmare. Kennedy didn't care that, that man abandoned him, what made his blood boil was all the pain he had caused his mom. The call of his name snapped him out of his thoughts. Did he really have to go up there and put that silly hat on...in front of an audience? He knew the answer to that already. Stepping up the stool Kennedy sat down. He pushed his glasses back to try to cover his flaming cheeks. This was SO embarrassing! "Hmm!" Kennedy almost jumped off the stool when he felt the hat placed on his head and did it...did it say something? It probably did. Bianca had told him the hat spoke...like actual words and stuff. "Nervous are we?" the Sorting Hat said with a mocking tone. "A little," the boy mumbled. Oh gosh. The hat would eventually burst up in flames Kennedy concluded. He was just too different that there was for sure nowhere he belonged. Or... If his family's tradition continued with him, then that would mean Slytherin...like his father. He didn't want that, but then where? "I see qualities in you, Boy," the Thing spoke again. "But, you might not like them, you cunning boy." "I-I'm not c-cunning." He was not. He refused to believe that. "Hush! I know what you are, after all I am years beyond years older than you." Kennedy bet the Hat was smirking. He huffed and crossed his arms. He was NOT about to argue with an old, dusty hat. "Think whatever you want," the hat said. "Now, you want the truth or your pick?" Oh yes, Bianca did tell him the Hat allowed him to choose the house he wanted, but then that was the problem. He wasn't as brave as Gryffindor, he didn't know loyalty like a Hufflepuff, he wasn't clever like a Ravenclaw and that left Slytherin, he had a whole bloodline there. He didn't know where he belonged. Making up his mind he spoke... "Place me where you believe I belong...if you are as old as you say, that means your answer will be a wise one." He closed his eyes, forgetting about his audience and hoped to God that he was placed somewhere where he would feel like if he belonged. "Very well," the Hat answered. "SLYTHERIN!" ..................................... Kennedy froze as his heart beat rapidly inside his chest. He was a snake, just like the man who hurt his mom and him, never caring of the damage he did. He stood up and walked over to the green table. His body on autopilot while his mind was miles and miles away. He was a Slytherin. __________________