It was silent, except for two boys that sat next to them. Every kid went up one by one, and amazingly, the hat started to talk. Each kid was assigned, usually quite quickly. Sometimes, the hat would stop and talk. Nicole couldn't believe her eyes. A talking hat. Octavia looked shocked, but not as impressed as Nicole. Nicole was about to say something, when she grew angry. There they were. Them. They were always everywhere. Getting all of the attention. Walking up to the hat. Mark, being overly excited, bounced up and sat in the chair. He had a smile as wide as the moon. He flinched when the hat touched his head. The hat was silent, and then thought out loud.
"Hm, you are a person of many personalities..."
Nicole rolled her eyes. There they went again. Always on the spotlight.
"Well, Mr. Kings, it seems you have many scars."
Mark looked shocked, he looked at his arm. Scratches, scars, and scabs slithered up his sleeve.
"I think I know who gave them to you..."
Nicole glared at Mark, as if, by reflex, he stared at her with big, scared eyes.
"You have to deal with this... hm, how... brave. Gryffindor!"
Nicole growled. Ya, sure. Clap for him. Her grip tightened on the table.She dug her nails into the wood. Nia went up, and, surprise surprise, Gryffindor. Along with Albus, Rose, and Zach. Nicole looked at Octavia. The sorting has ended. They did not know where to go.
"I believe we have a few students who have not been sorted... Octavia Dusk and Nicole Kings!"
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The Last Horcrux (Harry Potter Fanfic)
FanficHer parents are not dead, but they might as well be. Legally insane and holding a huge, fatal secret, they drop Nicole Kings and her two younger twin siblings, Nia and Mark, off to an orphanage in the blink of an eye. However, that was all years ago...
