𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 ━━ 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤

𝟎𝟎𝟒, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐚

「𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆」

𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐲 - 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐲
𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 - 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐚

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ALL EYES WERE ON the first years as they stood tightly together waiting to be called up. Gathered in the back of the great hall they all shook with nerves. Mcgonagall went down the long list of names on her scroll. Erika knew that they were being called in an alphabetical order meaning she was among a few of the first to be picked. Professor Mcgonagall cleared her throat and began to summon students to the podium.

"Laura Abbot!"

Pushing through the crowd, Laura Abbot, a small brunette girl, scurried to the front of the Great Hall. With a gentle nod from McGonagall, she took a seat on a rickety wooden chair. McGonagall picked up a rather old looking hat and placed it lightly upon Laura's head. The Great Hall sat in silence, waiting for the hat to make its decision. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the old hat echoed through the hall.

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Amidst the sea of students, the table decked out in bright yellow erupted with applause and cheers, welcoming Laura with open arms. Her smile shone as she stepped down from the chair and made her way to the Hufflepuff table.

The Great Hall quieted down as they awaited the next witch or wizard to be called. Professor Mcgonagall glanced at the list and firmly called,

"Erika Armani!"

Erika felt her face begin to heat up realizing that soon almost each and every pair of eyes in that hall would be on her. She could not mess up this moment. "You've got this Rik." Pandora whispered giving Erika a light nudge. Erika taking a deep breath and pushing her shoulders back, began walking to the front of the hall. A deep breath with every step she took. Something quite tactical to her, but barely a sweat on her brow to others. She walked with nothing but absolute grace, much like her mother. The soft click of her mary janes stopped once she sat down. Back straight, mind scrambled but still breathing. Her vision of the 4 large tables was obstructed once Professor Mcgonagall placed the Sorting Hat on her head.

It whispered into her ear, "Mmm, what a keen mind and thirst for knowledge, child. You have a clever intellect and a sharp wit that would be well-suited to Ravenclaw house. You are as cunning and calculated as you are clever. Traits which could do you generously in Slytherin. Your deep curiosity and love of learning will serve you well in your studies and your time here. Yes, I am sure of where to place you. Must have to be-"