The Next Ravenclaw

I-I'm a what?

I wake up covered in a bit of sweat. I was kind of hot. I get out of bed and feel the cold soft carpet. I get ready for the day. I was super excited to go to hogwarts! I mean who wouldn't? I quickly skip down the stairs only thinking what house I will get. Yesterday Dad got my supplies online. Didn't know why we didn't think about that for my wand. Well, anyway I am in the car right now with my Dad driving super bloody fast. I wondered what Hogwarts was like. What the kids will be there like. Well, probably some nice some horrid like Hell. I mean you can't expect everyone and everything to be nice and good. Anyway we finally get to the train station. Me and Dad finally find the right brick pillar. I stare at it holding my cart tight. I am about to run until I quickly look at my Dad and he quickly looks at me. "Look, Paris you will have a great time at Hogwarts. I did and everyone that ever went to Hogwarts in our family. So, don't worry". He says with a calm but serious tone. "Thanks Dad". I say hugging him. I look direcyl at the brick pillar again and I give my Dad one last fake smile before I go. I quickly run into the brick pillar as if it were not there. Yes, I run through it as if it did not exist but I appear in a different train station. I see a giant red train with a sign hanging from the ceiling saying "9 and 3 quarters". I was super excited. I was gonna go to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. I couldn't wait to just learn new spells. Anyway I am wandering the halls of the train trying to find a seat. I finally find a place with only one kid that looks around my age. He had Brown hair with red eyes. I slide open the transparent door and he looks at me while I am opening it. "Hi, um, I was wondering if I could sit here? I can't find any free seats." I say. "Sure you can sit here. Well, at least if you can't find any other seat". He says. "Thank you". I say sitting down at the opposite side of him". So, what's your name?" He asks. "Paris Hardwick. Yours?" I ask. "Jack Herviti". He says. "So, what house do you hope to be in Jack?" I ask. "I wanna be in Slytherin. You?" He asks. "I don't know. All houses seem super good. And I understand if this question seems rude but why do you want to be in Slytherin?" I ask. "Well, for hundreds of years my family has been nothing g but pure bloods and cunning. And every time my family doesn't go in Slytherin house then they are considered to not be related and are kicked out in the family." He says. "Wow. I can kind of relate. My family has been nothing but Hufflepuffs for years and my Dad would be disappointed if I didn't get in Hufflepuff but he would understand and wouldn't kick me out or anything. And I am not a pureblood." I say. "So, if your not a pureblood then what are you?" He asks. "A half blood". I say. "Gross". He says. "What is so gross about being a half blood?" I ask. "Well, two different species are mating. They make a new species". He says. "What!? Do you seriously believe muggles are a different species?". I ask. "Not think. But know." He says. "Ha you know nothing!" I say. "You don't even know me!" He says. "Yes, and look how much I know". I say. He suddenly just shuts up and gives me a look as if he is disgusted in my existence. Some lady with the sweets cart slowly opens the transparent door. "Would you two like to like to buy anything?" The old lady asks. The brown haired boy shakes his head slowly and then the old lady looks at me. "I would like 12 pumpkin pasties please". I say. "That'll cost you two galleons". The lady says. I pull out my money and quickly give her the money while she gives me the pasties. I eat them quickly. Like wow. My Dad made good pumpkin pasties but these were much better. I finally finish my pumpkin pasties when the train suddenly stops. The pureblood kid quickly gets up and slides open the door. He quickly looks at me in a grin of disgust. "So long... half blood". He says leaving. I leave a few seconds later and just stand outside the train not knowing where to go. Suddenly a big giant man that looks around 8 feet tall with a giant black beard carrying a huge oil lamp starts walking towards the students. "Attention all first years! Follow me!" He yells out. I, like all the other first years quickly run up to a big group and start following him. Wow. Kind of cold. Anyway we are at Hogwarts and now instead of following the big black bearded man we are following a very nice old lady. Pretty sure her name is Professor Minerva McGonagall, but I don't know for sure. She leads us into a big room with four long tables. And then at the very front there is another long table. But not even another's close as long as the first four tables. We all go in the able she middle of the ables hehe room and Professor McGonagall goes up to the front and picks up some old looking wizards hat with tears in it that make it look like a face. "Now, we will place the hat on your head and then it will decide your house. Then we will begin the feast". McGonagall says. "Jack Herviti!" McGonagall says. The stupid pureblood boy steps up and sits on a rather big chair. McGonagall places the hat on his head that they apparently call "The Sorting Hat". The hat thinks for around 6 seconds and finally says something. "Slytherin!" The hat says proudly with a booming voice". So many people were called until it was finally my turn. Everyone else was picked for their houses. But I of course, was not yet. Anyway, I am sitting on the chair when McGonagall  places the hat on my head. I wait there for around 10 minutes until Dumbledore quickly stands up in frustration and yells out "what is wrong sorting hat? Why can't you pick a house for her?" He asks. "I am trying to! Now shut it!" The sorting hat says. Dumbledore sits down yet again in frustration. "Sly-" it says but stops. "Ravenclaw!" It says with its booming voice. And WHAT?! I was a Ravenclaw?