The sorting hat

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"Elizabeth Scamander",
Prof. Mcgonagall called as I was searching for Neville. I slowly crept up the three stairs scared if I'd be placed in Slytherin.  As the prof. Placed the hat on my head I felt it's warm draft of wind covering my ears, in a few seconds all I could see was darkness and a slim line of light.
"Well this is unlike any other Scamander I've seen in a long time. Kind and loyal like a Hufflepuff but smart and witty like a Ravenclaw."
I heard the whispers of the hat and couldn't help but ask. "What do you mean I have two different traits?"
  "Your different Miss Scamander, I must claim you."
There was a long pause of silence.
"FORGOTTEN HOUSE" I could hear gasps and whispers from all over the room I immediately took off the hat and stormed out of the room. I could feel the stares and weird gazes on me as I ran out confused and humiliated.
"LIZ WAIT!" I came to a halt
  "Neville?" I turned around to see Neville. He ran towards me hands wide open for a hug.
"You know it's pretty cool your different Liz" he said in a soft voice whilst slowly pulling away from the hug.
"You sure ?" I smirked while asking
"Defiantly." He gave me another hug before two prefects came down the hall, one to escort Neville back to the Gryffindor table and the other to escort me to Dumbledore's office.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 08, 2022 ⏰

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