"It was one game, and your first one." Pandora said, leaning her head against the old brick wall.
"But I feel like I failed." I said.
"Because you did, you won three months in a row. Let the Gryffindors get this one."
"They're so," I sigh, "Gryffinory."
"They tend to be. I'm glad i'm not Slytherin or Gryffindor, no offence."
I cross my arms on my lap, "None taken," I looked up, "I got a choice, you know."
"Hm?"
"At sorting. The hat said I could be any." I said.
"And you chose Slytherin?" She said, surprised.
"I didn't have a choice, but to lose. I have my mother as a mother."
"What house would you be in if not Slytherin?" She asked, I could see her curiosity.
"I don't know, Ravenclaw maybe Gryffindor."
"Well, the things we lose have a way of getting back to us in the end," she took a breath, "If not always in the way we expect it."
