Decadent Deceptions

I V E L L E

Start of year 1

Ivelle Silverwood

Today was the day! I looked around the Crowd I was standing in.

I was exited since I've got the letter

I always knew that I would go to Hogwarts since my parents also visited Hogwarts but it was just so much more exciting now that the moment was finally here!

Wich house will I get sorted in?

I'm not super intelligent so probably Ravenclaw wasn't a house for me..

I'm also not very patient so Hufflepuff wasn't a house for me either

I definitely wasn't sneaky at all!

Slytherin would definitely not be my house.

Gosh my parents would probably be so disappointed if I got sorted into slytherin...

I really hope I get sorted into Gryffindor like my parents!

I don't want them to be disappointed in me because I got sorted into the 'wrong' house

Grandma said there wasn't something as a wrong house. She said every house is special and beautiful at his own.

Maybe she was right but I just really wanted to be a gryffindor! I mean I got Bravery, determined and Courage!

But then again I'm willing to help and kind
So maybe I was a hufflepuff?

"Silverwood Ivelle!"

Oh my god

This was the moment!

This was going to be crucial.

I nervously walked towards the chair and the sorting hat.

I sat down and prayed to Merlin that he would sort me into the right house.

Then the hat began to speak:

"Hm... I see resourcefulness... oh... ambition as well... it will be... SLYTHERIN"

No.

I felt my heart sink and tears filling my eyes.

This hat just ruined my life!
It couldn't be!
Not slytherin.

The table on the right side startet to clap and cheer but I felt like I would burst out in tears any moment!

Slowly, I got over to the slytherin table and sat down next to a brown haired girl, trying really hard not to cry.

I focused on professor Mcgonagall and the sorting hat.

"Mooney Lucienna!"

My eyes followed her every step

"Hm... I see that you are brave... and loyal as well... hm... I think it will be... GRYFFINDOR!"

Oh lucky lucky girl.
She got sorted into Gryffindor.
Of course she did, everyone gets lucky except you Ivelle.

I stared down at the table in frustration as the girl on my left started to talk to me

"Hello! My name is Sienna, Sienna sparks! And your name is Ivelle right?"

I turned to face her, wiping away the tears that had filled my eyes.

"Yes! I'm Ivelle nice to meet you Sienna!" I smiled a little, even though I felt destroyed on the inside.