Okay, so apparently she was a Gryffindor...whatever that meant. She was on the red team, and that was the extent of her knowledge when it came to her new home away from home. Up until the last second, she'd been hoping someone in here would realize the big mistake and send her packing right on back home.

No such luck.

There had been a hat--but not just any hat---a REAL, LIVE hat with thoughts and emotions and movement. It had sat on top her head and had an actual conversation with itself until it had made what was seemingly a super important decision. It didn't matter much to Nora. She still hadn't come around to this whole magical world yet.

She made her way to the house table and toward her new housemates. Why did everybody seem so much happier about this than she did? A sudden feeling of homesickness came over her, and she thought about what her mom, dad, brother, and little sisters were doing. It wasn't fair that she had been tossed into this whole new world without them. With a barely audible sigh, she took a seat at the table and sat in silence.