dear boy with the green eyes ⁂ golden trio era (UNDER EDITING/REWRITING)

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Dear boy sorted into Gryffindor,

So we weren't sorted into the same house...and at that, I was a hat stall. No matter what I said the sorting hat was determined to place me into Slytherin. The way people looked at me was unbearable, the way they whispered as the hat still sat upon my head after a whole 6 minutes. I thought it would never end. But it did, with the hat yelling out "SLYTHERIN!" I should have been ecstatic, but all I could think about was how the smile fell from your face. Please don't think less of me for being placed in the house so many people despise. I swear I'm different.

Sincerely,

The girl sorted into Slytherin