((If my OCs had to face the Sorting Hat.))
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My name is announced. "Sam Diaz-Alvarez"
I excitedly head up to the sorting hat.
This is it!
This is the deciding moment of my life!
Now everyone can see what kind of person I am!(🤗)
... wait... crap!
Now everyone can see what kind of person I am!(😰)
When the hat is put on, he seems intrigued.
"So much cunning... true cunning and ambition and perseverance... you'd make a marvelous Slytherin."
Any remainder of excitement leaves me.
"No..."
"But you would fit right in. You really have all the traits that would make a-"
I hiss, "I cannot be a Slytherin! My parents and grandparents and my great-grandparents and my uncle and my friends and myself would end me."
The hat almost seems annoyed."Really now? ... maybe you're a very tricky Hufflepuff."
"I mean, I could be a Huffelpuff but like- you know when you think of the history associated with Huffelpuffs-"
"Ravenclaw."
"Was it because I said history? Oh... well I mean I am an air zodiac sign and Ravenclaw is the air but you know- I think maybe I am not quite a fit for all the intensive-"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"Wait! I wasn't done talking!"
"You're out of options!"
"Wait! Gryffindor? Oh! That's great! Thankyou!"
I skip off the stage, content.
I knew I was a heroic chivalrous girl.
No doubt at all.
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I feel a bit annoyed as my full name is called. "Charlotte Jhonson"
I slowly make my way up the stairs, feeling kinda tired and just wanting to eat food and then go to sleep.
Do you have any clue how long that train ride was?
The Hat says my name like he's tasting it. "Charlotte..."
I murmur, "Charlie is okay..."
"Hmmm... I think you could be a Gryffindor."
I lower my voice. "I know the Gryffindor types... I am no Gryffindor."
The hat yells, "Slytherien!"
I look at Sam's abhorrent shocked face, and I smirk and wink at her.
Her eyes widen and she turns away, pouting like a child.
This'll be fun.
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I was spacing out when I heard my name called. "Kai Lynn"
Trying to seem like I was paying attention, I hurry onto the seat, and the Sorting Hat is put on my head.
"You... are very steadfast and goal-oriented... however... hmmm..."
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The hat is sure taking a long time on this!
"You... your energy to move forward is... ah... hmmm..."
Oh come on! The last person was quick and easy but I take long?!
"When you focus on your self... no... we'll..."
If this is a punishment for cutting in line for the train toilet, I'm sorry or whatever! It was either the train seat, my pants, or the toilet!
"When you really truly put your mind to something, I think you... well maybe..."
STOP - I CAN FEEL MY HAIR GROWING, DUMB-CLUCK!
The Sorting Hat mumbles, "no ... yes... perhaps ... wait... ummm..."
PLEASE, I just wanna shower in a dorm and go to sleep!
"When the time gets tough... tough? Tumble... rumble... mumble... oh!"
TIME IS MOVING SO SLOW
"A burning... wait... what-"
AM I AGING ON THIS DAMN SEAT??
"Burning... I'm... oh dear, something is burning... I think-"
I think this bloody f#cking thing is broken!
The hat resolves, "When we eat kale-"
That's it! "Can I help you?!"
The hat jumps. "Ravenclaw!"
F I N A L L Y
...Oh cool! Isn't that the smart one?
Wait... why didn't I think of that?
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I was yanked out of my daydreaming when I hear, "Hugo Diaz-Alvarez"
I hurry onto the seat, getting impatient.
The hat says, "Ah, Diaz-Alvarez... I remember your sister."
I mutter, "I'm not shocked."
"Well... your chivalry could use some work... but you're very brave and bold, so I know where to put you."
This didn't take too long! "Really?"
"Griffondor!"
I sigh. Darnnit, I'm in the same group as my sister!
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I shudder a bit when the headmaster yells, "Alex Kim"
The sound travels in this room a little too well for my liking.
It's so big in here...
so many people...
too many people.
As I walk closer to the Sorting Hat, I just really hope that thing is clean.
The hat is put on.
Ewww, why the f#ck is it crusty? I'm definitely washing my hair first chance I get.
"Ah... I know your type."
"I'm a type?"
I swear if he announces that I'm autistic...!
"Yes... there's only four real options with you types."
"But there's only four hou-"
"RAVENCLAW!"
I wince at the yell.
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The Headmaster calls my name next. "Bella Lynn"
When Mister Sorting Hat is placed upon my head, I silently pray that he is clean.
"I can assure you, Bella, no children have gained lice from me." The hat sounds annoyed.
I repress a gasp. "Sorry..."
... this hat needs proper repair. I fear it may break apart on someone's head!
"You have such a quick mind... a strong memory... I'm sure you could be a Ravenclaw."
I don't want to disagree but I also don't know... I mean, my sister is a Ravenclaw but she and I are pretty different...
"I... guess so."
"Hmmm... however... your desire for social harmony and comfort tell me you could be a Huffelpuff."
Oops... I think he read my thoughts again.
"Oh well you don't have the change your mi-"
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat shrieks.
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I gulp nervously as I hear my name. "Lucas Vale"
I take a deep breath, calm myself, and head up to the seat.
Even though I keep cool, I feel anything but cool as the hat is put on me.
The hat is looking into my soul, I think...
Don't say anything embarrassing please.
The hat mutters, "Alright I won't."
Ugh...
wait
... How in the world does the hat even talk?
"Ravenclaw!"
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I know I'm up when I hear a loud, "Colton Ebare"
The hat tells me, "You have a lot of courage. You stand firm in what you believe in, and encourage the same in others."
"Thankyou"
"You think of what there is, and all that can be, and how to strive for it."
I nod out of habit again. "Okay."
"Stop nodding. I'm on your head."
"Sorry- force of habit I guess?"
"This is easily a Gryffindor!
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I want to hide when I hear the headmaster yell, "Oliver Lee"
I stumble out of my seat and it feels like the weight of the room is on me as I walk up to the seat.
I can feel the eyes on my back.
I hope this is done fast.
The hat is barely on my head when he yells, "Hufflepuff!"
I'm shocked (not by the house- my whole family is Hufflepuffs) but "How- how did you know so fast?"
"The tenth clumsy introverted Lee that comes through here? - I think I know a pattern when I see it!"
"Oh... wow..."
So my dad's side of the family were all really similar....
The hat laughs, before yelling, "Next!"
I quickly thank the hat then head to the Hufflepuff table.
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I stand up as soon as I hear "Jackson Apfel"
Alright... I only will get two judgment days... here's the first....
I walk to the seat and sit down, and the Sorting Hat is placed on my head.
Ah- I'm kinda nervous.
"Jack... hmmm... quite a life you have lived. Helping your family on the farm every day without complaint."
I look at the ground. "Yes sir."
"Look up, Jack."
I look up.
Wow... this is crazier than my confirmation...
"You have a strong moral compass and respect tradition."
"You could be a Hufflepuff..."
Oh... I'm surprised... most the guys in my family were-
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Yeah... wait- what
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The headmaster calls my name. "Michael Delax"
When the hat is on my head, it is quiet for a moment. "Hmmm... how do you feel about Hufflepuff?"
I admit, "I would rather be in Gryffindor."
"How come?"
"They have the best quidditch team."
"Griffondor!"
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The headmaster eventually calls, "Dilly... uh... Walper... schnout... lee???
I call back, "It's Whippersnapperly."
I hear a few people suppress a laugh. Perfect. My fake last-name worked.
When the hat is on my head, he seems deeply disturbed.
I roll my eyes. "Is something wrong?"
The hat is beyond baffled. "What the- why- there's nothing in this kid's head!"
I joke, "Ooh! The procedure worked!"
"What?" Dumbledor seems worried.
The hat cries, "I can't even tell if she's lying!"
"Ah- I'm not a she, or a he, or even a they!"
"What the devil are you?"
I laugh, standing up and setting the hat down. "I'm a magical being that defies the laws of the known universe, and in one moment, you'll forget this happened!"
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(*S N A P*)