 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
William emerged, his face still beat red, his hands still shaking. He tensed, as if expecting another creature to jump out but instead saw the rest of his classmates eating chocolate and talking quietly. He had made it alive it seemed, and he sighed walking over to the cocoa and taking a cup and a bag of Honeydukes chocolate.
Walking over to a chair he began crying, the memory of his father still in his mind. The tears weren't bad angry, scared tears - no they were happy, cheerful tears. He missed his father, the one that was proud of him. Sighing he wiped his tears lest someone see him and sipped his cocoa as he dug into the chocolate, feeling better as the treat worked its magic.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
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