Ruby Thompson// a harry potter fanfiction
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I looked in awe at the tall walls and the enchanted ceiling bearing a beautiful starry sky. I regained myself and waited for my name to be called
"It wont be long now" i thought after a moment someone called my name and with a last look at my brother, issac, who was seated at the Ravenclaw table i started walking towards the stool. When i sat down Professor McGonagall, as she had introduced herself earlier, put a hat on my head.
I couldn't see anything and then i heard a voice inside my head started.
"Mmmh, i see, oh yes, clever, mmhh, kind and loyal, the qualities to be a Hufflepuff, stubborn and ambitious, oh yes but not enough to be a slytherin, a bit weak but hard working and studious, i wonder if what would be better, Ravenclaw or perhaps Hufflepuff... let me see, yes i know where to put you... it will be...
HUFFLEPUFF!"
A smile appeared on my face as i opened my eyes, i walked towards the Hufflepuff table.
Ruby Thompson, quiet and intelligent, sarcastic and bold.
Kind of a draco fanfiction
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