 1 of 4 Amigos Don't underestimate me!
Reese waited along with all the other first year students that stood as they awaited their turn to be sorted. He watched as his new friends from the train were sorted... Beth seemed tickled that she was sorted into Slytherin just as she had said she had hoped for on the train.. But he was left blinking when Quinn was placed in Ravenclaw.. He had thought she'd be sorted into Slytherin along with Beth..
Hmm?.. Maybe they'd be in the same house.. Well, they'd all soon find out just where he'd be placed, but it was a bit of a wait until he heard his name called out by the professor.
Prichard, Reese!
With a somewhat nervous sigh he made his way to the stool and down he sat.. He knew the hat would take his feelings into consideration in where he'd be placed, but from the moment the hat was set on his head he felt almost violated.
Another Prichard.. But.. Not at all what you see yourself as.. SLytherin?.. No no.. You're far friendlier than you'd care to admit and unfailingly loyal.. But a bright head on your shoulders.... Where to put you?.., muttered the Sorting hat as it deliberated his placement fate.
Merlin!.. Get on with it!.. Which house are ya gonna stick me in already?, the young redhead thought to the musty hat that sat low on his brow.
Very well, Master Prichard!...Better be!... Hufflepuff!
And as soon as he heard the 'H' sound Reese deflated.. And he sighed as he slipped from the stool after the professor removed the smelly old hat from his head.. And all of a sudden his robes had a yellow lining and he slowly made his way to sit silently with the other baby badgers..
As he made his way over to his house table he had found Rylee and shot her the saddest look ever.. He hadn't been sorted into Gryffindor or Ravenclaw or Slytherin.. Nope.. He was stuck by himself.. This was going to suck.. He could feel it.. He wondered if there had ever been someone so unhappy as him when sorted into their house as he sat there arms crossed over his chest and sulking.
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