Do tell me what you see,
as you sit so proud and tall,
looking down on just a hat,
who can make you feel so small

For I am not a witch,
Nor being a wizard can I boast,
Yet you all sit expectantly,
at the start of every toast

I split you into houses,
but for me it is no chore,
for inside of me there lies,
the brains of our founding four

In Gryffindor, you might belong,
If you have nerves of steel,
Or Slytherin, the sly soul,
If indeed, no nerves you feel!

Or else in mightly Ravenclaw,
Where work is not a chore,
Else be in sweet Hufflepuff,
The gentlest of all four.

No questions will you answer,
No magic will you do,
Just place me onto your head,
and I'll decide for you

No panicking is needed,
For this is not a test,
And I am merely here,
To start you on your quest!

Step up, step up. Take a moment to sit on the school and be sorted into your house.


Credit to Amerleigh. Feel free to RP your sorting, even though you already know your house. Do not wait on the hat for a response. Have fun!