 Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
“Torrance Spades!”
Tory heard his name called. It was his turn to go up there and put on that weird talking hat. The young buy scurried up there and sat in the stool. The hat was placed on his head
“Hmmm...well I’ll be you're a Primeaux under there I see”
“You can tell that!?” Torrance said surprised, “but I'm a Spades.”
“I'm aware of that as well boy.”
“so how do you do this, do I get to tell you where I want to go?” He saw a few others before him tell the hat what's what and he placed them in that house.
“I do weigh in your opinion, yes. If I may where is it that you'd like to go?”
“I don't really care. Honestly. I wanna see you read my mind and all that stuff. Look at my Family History, Mister Hat.” He places his hands behind his head and leaned back a bit careful not to fall off the stool and make a big fool of himself.
“Yes well as I mentioned before you're a Primeaux. Many before you, all but two have been Ravenclaw. I can see that you've got a strong curiosity, and this would do for Ravenclaw. You would strive like those before you to learn all you can.”
“Nah, I don't want to be here to learn, Mister Hat. I want to have fun while I'm here. You got me? How about Gryffindor?”
He could probably tell the hat furrowed its folds it calls a brow in annoyance. “If you wished me to place you…”
Tory interrupted the hat. “My Grandpa always told me I got the smarts and stuff too, but I'm not interested in being the Smartest. I want to do things my way and that's so much more fun and isn't that learning in itself?” ...Tory Nodded. “Trial and Error is the best”
“Hmmmmph so it's a Lion you say say you're best at being? You've got spunk, boy. Very well I can break the Primeaux trend once more”
“GRYFFINDOR!!”
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