Befriending the Werewolf

A Minor Malfunction

TEDDY LUPIN P.O.V.

After Quidditch practice, I met the guys and we went to the feast. Everyone ate the food, but it was pretty obvious everyone was talking about the Americain witch that had appeared. I watched from the Hufflepuff table as Tori walked up in between the tables and sat on the stool. Everyone watched anxiously as Tori sat there... and we watched and watched and watched. Finally Professor McGonagall walked over to Tori and they had a whispered conversation, before the Headmaster picked up the hat and put it on her own head. The hat's mouth moved but no words came out that anyone other than Professor McGonagall could hear.
  The hat went back on Tori's head, and she bit her lip and closed her eyes.
"What's going on?" Camden asked, looking around in his pockets for  food.
"I have no clue." Thomas sighed, holding out his hand for some of the candy that Logan was hiding under the table.
I kept my eyes trained on Tori, who looked like she wanted to jump under a table and hide. I smiled at her, even though I knew she wasn't watching, because I remembered what it was like to sit with everyone's eyes focused on me. Then again, I didn't particularly find having attention on me. Tori however, seemed to hate it.

TORI'S P.O.V.

I was ready to cry. For some reason that hat couldn't pick which house I should go in. It was strange enough that they a old, dusty, patched up hat make the decision of which dorms a student got to stay in for their entire time at Hogwarts, but now it wouldn't give me a house.
Please, please, please pick a house for me to stay in, I pleaded with the hat. I can't believe I'm talking to a hat.
Better believe it, the hat said in my head. Because it's the truth. As for the house, I can't pick one. You belong in all of them.
I can't belong in all of them. Professor McGonagall said it's inpossible. Which house do I have the most characteristics of?  I asked. All I wanted was to get out of the spotlight.
Well you don't have as many Slytherin qualities as Hufflepuff qualites- no wait, you do. It's all completely even. I can't possibly choose  a House for you, not when you fit so well in every one. You must choose.
I must what?  Tori asked, not believing what the hat had just said. She couldn't say for certain, but she was going to guess that students weren't supposed to choose their own house.
You heard what I said. Simply choose the house that seems to be the most desirable to you. I already  infromed the Headmistress of our situation, and she agreed that it's the only option we have.
I looked out at all the tables. I could see Teddy and Camden in the sea of black and yellow ties.
I made out Haylee's blue eyes in the emerald ties, and Victoire's white-blond hair in the sea of blue. And standing up on her table I saw Cass stabding up to get a better look at me.
I can't decide, I thought. Can't I just hang out in all the houses?
That's not how Hogwarts works. The hat declared. And I'm not in a rush to leave your head. I don't need to be anywhere. You, on the other hand, I can feel your anxiousness to get out of the spotlight. So the quicker you choose, the quicker we can both get a change of scenery.
Okay, okay, I'm thinking. Tori sighed. Well, I don't really know a lot about each house... but I think I'd rather go in Ravenclaw than Slytherin. So Slytherin's out. I think I'd prefer to be in Gryffindor than Hufflepuff, but I'm not always brave and I don't always make the smartest decisions.
Well, murmured the Sorting hat. Being in Ravenclaw doesn't mean you need to always make the smartest decisions, just that you're clever enough to eliminate the worst possible options. Being in Gryffindor doesn't mean you are constantly fearless, seeing as there's a line between bravery and plain old stupid. A true Gryffindor just means you are willing to face your fears when needed be, even if it is a challenge. So, what will it be?
Ummm, I choose. Wait what if I regret it? Tori thought. No I won't think about that right now. Okay, I choose-
"Gryffindor!" The hat yelled out loud.
Cass jumped off the table and started screaming, as did the rest of the Gryffindor table. Some students whistled, and I looked at the three other tables, a sense of dread starting to hang over me.
Haylee winked at me and Teddy gave me a smile from his table, but I couldn't deny the fact that despite I felt at peace knowing I'd be in Gryffindor,  I still felt like I was betraying myself in a way. My stomach twisted in a knot, and as I sat down next to Cass, I felt like the lightning was going to hit me and I'd die instantly. I'm betraying myself, I shivered. I don't know how, but I'm betraying myself.