Harry Potter Down Under

I Broke A Certain Wall (29)

Sorry not sorry

 I hope you like this. For the remainder of this story, I'm gonna have to say Frisk is female, though most people know they're genderfluid. Also, the font for the Sorting Hat will be 'This'.

Walking up to the stool, he was slightly frustrated that they'd called him "Potter" and not "Dreemurr."

As he sat and the hat was lowered to his head, he saw his friends waving to him. Hermione and Ron were smiling and waving, though Frisk wasn't paying attention. She had been talking with her friends the entire time.

The other tables seemed to notice the savior's lack of apathy towards others through the years, but they just ignored it. I mean, she is a Slytherin after all.

'So, I see there's another savior in my midst. I would bow, but I bow to no man.' (lol, round of applause if you understood that joke)

~Pleasure to meet you~
'Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now, you would fit in any of the houses, i believe. You might belong in Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart. Or Slytherin? You could make friends with those cunning folk, who use any means necessary to achieve their ends. Ravenclaw, for there you would learn everything you don't already know. You would know exactly what you crave to end...

'Or perhaps Hufflepuff, where only the most just and loyal are sorted into. But no, not Hufflepuff, you are not afraid of toil. Not Ravenclaw, because you do not value knowledge above bravery...perhaps Slytherin?'

Harry glanced over at Ron and Hermione, who were still grinning at him, then looked over at his closest family member. She was still talking with her friends. He was suddenly furious. Angry at Frisk for ignoring, for being happier at the end of summer when they would leave than when they got home.

~Not Slytherin. Anywhere but Slytherin. Gryffindor would be best, I've already made friends that are in that house.~
'Are you sure? Very well...'

"GRYFFINDORE!"

Harry grinned as he stepped off the stool and walked as quickly to his house as he could without running. He took a seat in between his friends as the sorting continued.

(Sorting for everybody else went the same as it went in the book)

Gryffindor? You couldn't have chosen a better house?

"Shut up, Harry chose a great house to become part of. The Gryffindor house is for the brave, the daring, and the chivalrous. Harry belongs here, and it's a great honor to be here."

~Shut up, both of you, I'm trying to listen to what Hermione has to say.~

What kind of name is "Hermione" anyways?

~An awesome one, now shut it.

It surprised Harry when the Dark Lord actually shut his mouth for once.

Says you, bitch.

Why is the Dork Lord so mean to me?

Because you're a total-

~Shut up. Be nice to her or she'll do something really mean to us.~

Yeah, I was going to continue and do something really mean to the kids, but I need to go back and read the book or something because I can't remember if something important happens.

Sorry it's so short. Have a good day. Or night...

or afternoon.