"Muldoon, Mary"

Mary was quite wet, despite her best effort with the ponchos. She had managed to keep her 2 month year old kitten, Blue, dry in her pocket, but at a cost.

She wanted so bad to be a Hufflepuff, because they were humble and hard-working. This fit well with her shy nature, so she thought people would understand her. She was crossing her fingers as she shivered up to the hat.

"Hmmmm, a good mind you have, a bit of a fire if provoked"

Neither of those houses sounded like Hufflepuff, though Ravenclaw was her second choice. As for Gryffindor, she was NOT going to be a Gryffindor.

"Ah, I see, you are tough one. Hufflepuff is an uncommon, and therefore very noble house of Choice. You are a definite Hufflepuff."

Phew! Mary was going to be a Hufflepuff. She felt the Siamese squirming around in her pocket, and put her hands around the shivering Kitten.

"Hufflepuff!"

Mary took the hat off and went running to the yellow-clad table. She was, undeniably happy.