She was the first of the triplets to be sorted. As AD came before AV and TA, so bravely (more so numbly and devoid of all emotion), Addyson made her way to the stool. She wasn’t nervous or apprehensive, she really just wanted to get to the delicious dinner so the young redhead looked absolutely bored. She took a seat, waiting for the sorting hat to make her assessment. Words were not exchanged. Looks of annoyance battled the calm reverie of the sorting hat until finally the hat announced.


“Ravenclaw!”

Ew gross. The house sounded like a terrible disease.

The young girl stood up completely unamused before waving to Taleisin and Avalon (the other parts of her trio). Ravenclaw she would be. She didn’t like most things but she didn’t mind the colour blue. At least it was calming.