Endearing ~ (HP x OC) - ON HOLD

5. "Something wicked this way comes"

Harry

A few hours later

There was no Dementor in sight after what happened on The Hogwarts Express earlier. But I still had the feeling in some shape or form that the dark clothed ghost like creature would return to continue its search to find Sirius Black.

It's a new year at Hogwarts but something was always bounded to happen.

Just look at my first years their were completely chaos.

Anyways it was time for the sorting ceremony for all the new students at Hogwarts this first year.

Which was taking place in the candlelight Great Hall.

I wonder what house Imogen, will be sorted into.

This is going to  sound cliche but I hope it's Gryffindor.

Sorry.

Not.

Sorry.

Imogen

My palms started to sweat as I awaited my name to be called by Professor Mcgonagall and she's also the person I want to be when I grow up.

"Imogen Milton!"

And in a blink of an eye I was up next.

All eyes were on me when I waltzed on stage. To rest my bottom up the stool as Professor Mcgonagall placed The Sorting Hat over my head.

"Mmm, Mrs Milton" The Sorting Hat announced starling me out of my deep thoughts. "Now this is going to be a difficult one if I may say?"

My brows raised in suspicion. "What do mean by that?" I trembled as my voice was rigged with anxiety. "Oh don't worry my child it's nothing bad"

I wiped the dipping sweat that formed on my temple and took a huge sigh of relief. "Phew!" The Hat fell speechless for a moment leaving me in more suspense that I could mever imagine.

"I can't think where to place you, Imogen?" The Hat wondered. "Ravenclaw?" My fingertips scanned down below my knees waiting the next words The Hat would speak. "Or Slytherin?"

I crossed my arms over my chest and frowning my upper lip. "You have to be joking on Merlin's beard?" I gritted through my bare teeth under my breath as I stamped my feet onto the stage in protest.

"Slytherin no way!" The Hat cheekily smirked. "I knew you would reaction that in way. Although you would fit quite into the house of The Serpent" The Hat straightforwardly explained. "I do feel like your qualities are in-line more with the logic of an Eagle because of your snap tongue and intelligent mind"

Thank.

Fuck.

For.

That.

"So the house I have chosen for you is?" The Hat pleased. "Ravenclaw!" The students sat at The Ravenclaw table erupted with claps and cheers as I made my way to their table.

To

Take

My.

Seat.

Now as a proud Ravenclaw. "Congratulations, Imogen!" An older honey curly blonde haired Ravenclaw girl beamed sat across from me. "Thanks" I curved my lips into a shy smile.

Harry looked across from The Gryffindor table slightly disappointed at the fact I wasn't sitting with Hermione, Ron and himself. But he gave a small smile to congratulate me for getting sorted into Ravenclaw.