A Supernatural Study in Hogwarts

Chapter 6 - Ravenclaw

The Hogwarts Houses

Gryffindor:
- Dean Winchester
- John Watson
- Michael Shurley
- Mick Davies
(- Greg Lestrade)

Hufflepuff:
- Castiel Shurley
- Adam Winchester
- Samandriel Shurley
- Molly Hooper
(- Martha Hudson)

Ravenclaw:
- Sam Winchester
- Sherlock Holmes
- Charlie Bradbury
- Kevin Tran
(- Metatron Shurley)

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I just realized I'm gonna have to write Sherlock and holy shit, biggest challenge of my career

*EDIT* I'm really hoping I sorta pulled that off cuz now my head hurts from it xD

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Sam, Kevin and Charlie were sitting at the end of the Ravenclaw table together, talking among themselves eagerly. And maybe Sam and Kevin were still discussing Charlie's placement too.

 "But Charlie, you're always such a good friend to everyone!" Kevin protested.

"And you're so fearless when it comes helping any of us," Sam added. That's when he suddenly thought of something. "Did you talk to the hat?"

"Did she what?" Kevin asked in disbelief. "Sam, no one talked to that hat, it just did what it's supposed to."

"No, it doesn't," Sam answered without turning his eyes away from Charlie. "It takes requests into account."

Charlie had been going through a small notebook she'd taken with her on the train but now looked up from it. At first the girl just smiled mysteriously but when her two friends seemed to be taking this very seriously, she laughed. "Well, I didn't. Or not that I'm aware of at least. I didn't really have a preference anyway."

"Guess we'll never know then," Kevin sighed.

Sam was just about to agree when a little laugh sounded from next to them. He turned to look at a boy who was sitting a chair away from Kevin, a kid about his age with dark curly hair and sharp cheekbones. He was a Hogwarts student and appeared to be sitting by himself, none of the other kids even so much as turning a glance his way.

"Sorry, did you wanna say something?" Sam asked, looking past his friend. He wasn't trying to pick a fight or anything. He was really just curious if the guy had something to add, or maybe even just was looking for someone to talk to.

"Well, I didn't mean to disturb you but I couldn't help but find your ignorance amusing," the boy answered in a posh accent. Or maybe that was just because he'd just more directly insulted them than anyone Sam ever met.

"Our ignorance?" he huffed. He didn't know who this kid was but he certainly had guts. Which was a nice way of saying he was just being rude actually.

"Yes," the boy said and turned towards them. "It's abundantly clear why your friend is a Ravenclaw. She is smart, all be it not in a classic, scholarly way. She wasn't interested in your intellectual debate on whether or not she was fit for this House, for instance, but she does value useful knowledge. You can tell by her notebook. The corners have been crumpled so she clearly keeps it on her by all times, or at least almost, and by the little smudges of ink on her fingers you can tell she writes in quite often too, instead of just going over what's in it. Now, the question of course is what she's writing. Could be things she needs to remember, practicalities that could turn out to be useful, lists, memories, it could even be fiction, which would add to her creativity, a lesser known aspect of Ravenclaw. Speaking of, the cover and margins are decorated with drawings and stickers, including one from her American House, the Thunderbird. So she likes to explore, discover new things, she is curious and open-minded, yet not fearless, as one of you pointed out. She does get scared, she was even nervous about the Sorting Ceremony, although she proclaims not to care about what House she would get into. Perfectly normal of course, especially since she was first to go, but still something to keep in mind. She knows how to manage on her own, she's had to in the past as the child of at least one Muggle."