 everyone; an excited first year That's Rough Buddy | Be the Flower | Moon & Stars
After the Sorting Hat had grunted at him, Cornelius turned toward the table that would be his for the next seven years. Too bad he wasn't Gryffindor, he would have paid to see the look on his dad's face. He could picture it now. Turning as read as a tomato then slowly turning purple like an eggplant. HAHA.
Didn't mean he could still owl his dad and tell him he was sorted into Gryffindor. He would need to first ask Johnathan to film his dad's reaction.
Meandering toward the green and silver table, he watched with curious eyes, his lips tugging into a smile. "Heeellooo! New Slytherin here." Where was the cheering and the welcoming, hmm?
OH LOOOOK! NO FREAKING WAY!
His arm stretched far into the air, waving at his one and only best mate. "Rosie! I made it!" He tugged at the Slytherin emblem on his robes and pointed at it. See that! Could she SEE?!
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