the two witches ~a harry potter oc fanfic~

its clover saunders first year at hogwarts. her cousin willow goes up first to the sorting hat. "gryffindor" willow muttered under her breath. "Gryffindor!" the sorting hat announced. "clover saunders!" her name had been called. she flipped back her thick dark ginger hair over her shoulder and walked up to the sorting hat slowly. the sorting hat was placed upon her head. "im sensing a bit of gryffindor -" the sorting hat said calmly. "my father-"she said but was interrupted by the sorting hat "and a bit of hufflepuff-" "my mother-" clover said quieter. "i think you will suit-" this was it. the moment of truth. she took a deep breath and Exhaled.