Once we got into the Great Hall I split ways with Oliver and went to sit down at the Hufflepuff table were I caught up with my friend Brian (picture)
"Well hello gorgeous, and how are we this evening?"
"Hey Bri, I'm doing just fine how are you?" But Brian was already stuffing his face with mashed potatoes. I laughed and began filling my plate with mashed potatoes, chicken, macaroni and cheese, and some dinner rolls. Right as I finished my first plate the first years were brought in for sorting.
Ron got into Gryffindor (of course) and Draco Malfoy got into Slytherin (again, of course). Prof. McGonagall called a name I recognized somehow "Harry Potter" I looked up at the stool and saw THE Harry Potter, the boy who lived, I remembered Molly and Arthur talking about him. I watched as he got sorted into Gryffindor and smiled. He looked so happy to be sorted in the same house as all the Weasleys. After the feast was over Brian and I walked to the Hufflepuff common room and gave the password and basically went straight to bed. I laid in bed and thought about what it would be like to be in Gryffindor with all my friends, but then I would sacrifice captain of the Hufflepuff team and decided that I was put in Hufflepuff for a reason and I needed to stay here.
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Mischief Managed
FanfictionMirabella didn't remember much about her parents. All she knew was she loved magic and she had big dreams for herself.
