The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas. Drabble 36: Sorting Hat
She was walking towards the fifth floor, where she would be c leaning out the bathrooms thinking about how she would be if she didn't have this job. She missed her old master, Mr. Crouch Sr. but knew she was better off here at Hogwarts, where she could hopefully get her life back together. She began to think about what it would be like to be a student here, sitting in front of everyone as Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on her head. She chuckled once she realized that would never happen and continued walking, thinking about her predicament.
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