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Breillat was ushered into the Great Hall by a Hogwarts teacher, along with many other kids her age. They feel in line according to their surnames, A being the first and Z being the last. She was a Grey, which would mean somewhere in the front.
She watched carefully, yet nervously as the Professor took out a very old and battered looking hat on a stool in the middle of the Great Hall. It suddenly came to life, which frightened most of the first years. She jumped a little and gasped, amazed.
It began singing a song, one of the most beautiful songs she had ever head. She hoped that she would be sorted into a nice, lowly House.
Biting her lip, Breillat slowly moved forward as the Sorting Hat Sorted the students into their rightful place. Four... Three... Two... One...
It was her turn! She was shaking, but she went on towards the stool where everyone before her sat on and put on the Hat. She carefully picked it up and placed it on her head. She suddenly noticed many eyes on her. She blushed.
"GRYFFINDOR!", it said loudly. Then Breillat sneezed. In front of everyone. How embarrassing! She quickly took off the Hat, bounded toward the red and gold Table where everybody was cheering... for her. She smiled weakly, numb from being nervous. They all seemed like nice people. That thought cheered her up a bit.
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