 ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf
He had marveled at the ceiling all the way to the front of the hall, stared at the rows of student tables, and gawked at the staff table. LOOK AT THEM ALL!... and then he waited amongst the group of first years for sorting. From where he stood, somewhere in the back, it felt like an eternity. In all seriousness though, why had he not thought to change his name to Browne? It would have meant sorting SOONER rather than later, and he was being UBER impatient. Rogers was SO LAME.
His lameness was eventually rewarded though, and after hearing the hat shout GRYFFINDOR, GRYFFINDOR, GRYFFINDOR... seriously, was there no quota? ... RAVENCLAW, SLYTHERIN.. and so forth, it was HIS turn.
Rogers, Ezekiel.
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Yep, that was him alright. He didn't hesitate to step forward and claim his spot on the stool. This was HIS moment in Hogwarts history, HIS MOMENT! Pushing his way past and clinging to the stool with both hands as the hat was placed on his head, he waited...
"AHA!" came a voice in his head... that was not his own. MAGIC HAT VOICES! DUUHHHHH.
Zeke grinned, keeping his own voice to himself, wondering what would come next, a million and one questions about the hat came to mind. Did it like first years? Did it like sorting ceremonies? How long did it take it to think of its song? Did he steal the lyrics from someone elses head? Did he ... or was it a manly sounding she???... get used when it wasn't the start of term feast? Did it fear dust and mothballs? ....
"A curious mind I see, but you're no Ravenclaw..." the voice drawled slowly, stating the obvious that Zeke so much despised. Really though, was that supposed to be an insult? Because it sure seemed like it. Did he know Emily was a Ravenclaw?! THAT SHE WAS HIS MUM NOW?! Wasn't it possible to be a Ravenclaw because of FAMILY ties???.... Could he not, follow in her footsteps? Even if he wasn't smart enough? Couldn't it be his CHOICE?
"Some things are more complex than you realise... and for that reason, you don't belong there... Hufflepuff however..."
NOT HUFFLEPUFF! NEVER HUFFLEPUFF!
"You do, and I'll make sure I find a way to burn you," came his response in a threatening but hushed voice. He'd sooner die than wear yellow... being close to the kitchens would have its perks though, or so he'd heard.
"... interesting. You'd do well in Slytherin, and Gryffindor too. You have strong values and will do anything to achieve them... yessssss... I know just where to put youuuuu..."
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Gryffindor! Zeke finished for him. Hopeful.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat roared in the same moment.
And yet another Lion was crowned... there really was no quota for these things then, huh?
Zeke beamed, flashing his pearly whites at the first years still left to be sorted. He spared a wink at Paige, hehehehehe, he'd see her soon, or something. Stepping down, Zeke's eyes flashed to the table making the most noise. Red and gold. He'd found his new home!... and so he scampered toward them.
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