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Old 01-02-2020, 11:17 PM   #5 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Jacoby Rivers
Hufflepuff
Sixth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Callista Rivers
Gryffindor
Second Year
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It was here, the moment she’d been so eager to have happen. Okay she was lying but still. She was ready to find out what house she would be in, but it also actually terrified her. Just like a herd of animals moving through a farm—which she did not like one bit—she followed her fellow first years through the entrance hall and into the great hall.

She had survived a really odd experience riding across the lake. Although she supposed it was so the older students could get seated first rather than have the first years clogging up the hallway. Whatever. She took in a deep breath glancing at the two tables on either side of her as they walked closer and closer to the front. Why did it feel like there were so many eyes on all of them? Surely to Merlin there weren’t that many older students in the great hall.

She wished she could have left her sparkly skirt on but donned the drab clothing anyways. Just as she was about to start fidgeting with her outfit she heard the first name called and settled in to wait. Having Rivers for a last name gave you a ton of time to wait for things. She tried to count just how many candles were flickering from the ceiling but only got to forty before she needed to crane her neck back and look, which would just be weird. So she didn’t.

Just as she was about to crane her neck to the side and start counting something else, “Rivers, Charlotte” And there it was she snapped her eyes to the front where that ugly hat was sitting and wondered how long she would have to wear the dreadful thing before she could join what ever table it was she was supposed to be at. Turning she saw all the eyes on her and tried to stay calm, she had this, she could handle this.

”Hmmm” She heard the hat whisper in her ear, completely grossed out that she was wearing the same hat that millions of students had worn. She wasn’t sure if she had much guts like most slytherins or if she was more witty like Ravenclaw, but then she figured—

“GRYFFINDOR!”


Welp there it was. Popping off of the stool she smiled, placed the hat back onto the stool, and strode over with confidence of someone not 11 to the table of her cheering housemates. Here goes nothing.
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