Alice took a chicken wing from he plate in front of her, gulping it down with some pumpkin juice. Her red hair framed her face when she looked down at a piece of parchment. Dear Mum and Dad,
Are you ready? I was sorted into...... SLYTHERIN! I'm so happy and I hope my dear Ravenclaw mum and Gryffindor dad don't have a heart attack. Mum predicted my sorting so I hope she's not too surprised. Maybe she has the Inner Eye. Anyhow, I haven't made much friends but I've spoken to some nice girls named Audry and Eris. I hope all is well and the house wasn't blown up on account of Dalek, the funniest house elf ever.
Love,
Alice
Her hand knocked over her goblet, and she cursed under her breath. it had stained the upper corner of her letter but was still sendable. If sendable was a word... This is why she was not in Ravenclaw. She remembered her sorting, and smile a bit mischieveously at remembering the Sorting Hat telling her she uses her well-crafted mind for personal gain. She refilled her goblet, took care of the mess she had caused, and began to look around the table.
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