The Sorting

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Y/n stepped into the room, where the air was thick with lively chatter and occasional bursts of laughter, punctuated by an unexpected scream that abruptly silenced the room. All eyes turned toward her as she entered, a mix of curiosity and appraisal evident on the faces of her new peers.

"She's quite striking," murmured someone in the background, but Y/n paid little heed to the attention as she made her way forward. In the midst of the room stood an elderly man draped in a peculiar robe, his eyes twinkling with a knowing gleam as he beckoned her over.

"Ah, Y/n Y/l/n, welcome!" he greeted warmly, gesturing to a vacant seat nearby. Y/n regarded him thoughtfully before complying, taking her place with a composed demeanor.

"Hmm... yes," the hat mused aloud, as if pondering some invisible puzzle. "Ambition, resourcefulness, determination, and cleverness... I see it clearly now. SLYTHERIN!" With a decisive declaration, the Sorting Hat promptly slipped from her head, leaving her to navigate the sudden hush that fell over the room.

She found herself guided to a table where students donned in green uniforms welcomed her with varying degrees of curiosity and intrigue. One girl, with a self-assured air, extended her hand in greeting. "Hello! I'm Pansy," she introduced herself with a nod, acknowledging Y/n with a mix of curiosity and assessment.

"Yes, I'm Y/n. Hello, Pansy," Y/n replied politely, returning the nod while discreetly surveying the others seated around her. Her attention was drawn to a boy who regarded her with open hostility, his gaze burning with an intensity that was hard to ignore.

Pansy noticed her curiosity and leaned in slightly, her voice lowered as if sharing a confidence. "Ah, that's Mattheo. Don't mind him; he's not fond of newcomers," she explained with a slight shrug, a hint of amusement tugging at the corners of her lips.

Acknowledging the information with a nod, Y/n adjusted to her new surroundings, feeling a mix of anticipation and determination settling within her.

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