Isobel stood in the queue of students with bated breath, watching as each one approached the hat and got their house. Tora, she saw, was Sorted into Ravenclaw, as were a few other first years she'd noticed on the way. As the names being called got into the L's, she became convinced she was going to be skipped, and when Laning, Isobel was called out, she let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.

On shaky legs, she walked up to the hat, feeling like everyone was looking at her. Well, everyone was looking at her. She took a deep breath, and picked up the hat, sat down on the chair, and plopped it onto her head. It was, frankly, enormous, and slid down over her eyes. She knew she looked ridiculous, but at least everyone else had too.

Isobel jolted in her chair somewhat when the hat started to speak to her. It muttered something like "Brave at heart but values knowledge, hard-working yet ambitious, what to do...", and a moment later it shouted, loud enough for the whole hall to hear, "RAVENCLAW!"

The whole thing had been surprisingly quick, and Isobel took off the hat, placed it gently down on the chair, and bounced off to the Ravenclaw table among the applause. Ravenclaw wasn't what she'd expected, but hey, she wasn't complaining.