The Sorting Hat

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Welcome to another story of mine

Me and Harry walked to the stool smiling and laughing, I tuned out McGonagall voice until I heard it.

"Potter Rose" the hat spoke, I walked up to the stool confidently.

"Brave mind indeed. Intelligent, very smart. Kind, cocky. You have Slytherin blood indeed. But it better be Gryffindor!!" The hat yelled. I smiled  and hopped off, I also blow a kiss at Harry and sat beside two red heads.

"Names Fred Weasley" said a boy.

"Nice to meet you Fred I'm Rose." I did shaking his hand, I felt sparks shoot through my arms and I locked eyes with him.

"Woah sis come down, boys don't need your effects everywhere we go." Harry said throwing his arm around my shoulders.

"Your one to talk, what about that ten year old. That fourteen year old. And the damn seventh year Harry." I said throwing his arm off me.

He blushed crimson, and hid his face in my shoulder.

A/n: welcome to my third story. Just to remind you. Voldemort does not exist so... happy life. Not fun adventures. But drama and friendship.

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