Vickers stood quietly in line, watching the students ahead of him take their turns getting sorted. He bit his upper lip unconsciously as the Sorting Hat called out the name of the House, his eyes darting towards the table that the new student would be joining. His gaze drifted amongst the students in blue, recalling the old robes his uncle had back home, deep down wondering if he too would have his own set of blue robes-- or would it be different? His gaze drifted towards the students in green, then across the hall to the students in yellow, then in red. He could end up with any of them. How can an old, musty hat be so sure that he belonged to that specific house?

Finally he heard his name called out and approached the stool, turning so as he sat down and the hat lowered over his head. Then he felt the strangest sensation, it felt like there was another presence in his head. It wasnt invasive, but Vickers nonetheless felt uneasy. He had always considered his mind as his domain, his personal space that no one can ever cross. He then hears a voice, an echo of his own but... not. The voice debated with itself, and debated with his own consciousness. It kept going back to his inner core, about something not being let out. Internally he thought the voice was being absurd, he has always been true to himself. All the time.

He could feel that his stay under the hat was taking far longer than any other student that went before him. His nervousness returned. Internally he spoke to that voice, wishing to just place him where he would be happiest, at least during the time that he stays in Hogwarts. The voice fell silent. And for a moment Vickers thought it has abandoned the decision and he was left in limbo.

Then with a mighty cry that Sorting Hat exclaimed...


RAVENCLAW!!!

It turned his head towards the direction of the students in blue. He's going to his uncle's old house! He stood as the hat was taken off his head, excited though he was deep down but still meek and clearly nervous to anyone who observes him. He thanks the staff that helped him with the hat and made his way towards the Ravenclaw table.