A Tale Not Told Before

The Ragged Hat On The Slanted Stool

As you stride into the open castle the wind from outside echoes through the towers sending a light shiver up your shaking body, the castle looks even larger form the inside then the out, it looks strong and powerful like it would take hundreds of war tanks to even make the slightest bit of damage.
Suddenly an older lady with an emerald green cloak and spying green eyes to match walked over to you all, guarding the massive oak and metal door before you. She looked stern, yet welcoming at the same time, her brown, wispy hair was slicked to the back of her head into a tight bun and she wore a large sparkling green witch hat on top, she watched us through the bottom of her half moon glasses, scanning everyone's faces. She then began to speak.
"Before we may begin, you, y/n must be sorted into your house. They are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin." She spoke clearly and confidently. She turned around and the doors swung open. Exposing the grand hall, there were lanterns illuminating the huge room and rows of students sat at long wood tables from end to end, each of them wearing neatly fitted black robes and formal black hats. Fred and George were sat at one of the tables and they winked at you reassuringly. You followed the lady to the front of the room where a chair had been placed, you sat on the chair and she placed a ragged old hat on your head, when surprisingly the hat began to speak....
"Hmmmmmm difficult, very difficult. A thirst to prove yourself I see, bravery as well, but also very loyal and hard working. That'll be it!" The hat said with pride "Hufflepuff!"
When suddenly one of the tables cheered with joy. Clapping and whistling. Smiling and waving. You go and join them. Getting a very warm welcome from everyone sat there.

At the front of the room there was a table full of adults, you assumed they were teachers, there was Hagrid, the lady in green, a tall man with a crooked nose and black hair to his shoulders and deep black eyes, a very old looking man with a great grey bushy beard and moustache which blended in with his beard, he was dressed in a sparkling gold cloak with stars on and matching hat you heard gossiping whispers of him being called Dumbledore. The man stood up and began to speak.
"Everyone this year we have a new student with us, her name is y/n y/l/n. Now I expect nothing but the best. I'm sure I can't trust that you will all make her feel at home. Now I won't keep you much longer from your food I can see clearly that you are very hungry." His gazed turned to a ginger boy sat next to George "alright then everybody. Begin!" As soon as he spoke mountains of food filled the tables, chicken, beef, potatoes, vegetables, Yorkshire puddings, pigs in blankets, stuffing, pork, bread, fish, rice, everything you could think of, the scent of the food hit your nostrils and you instantly fell starving.