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Harri needed a break. She felt like she wasn't getting the most of her Hogwarts experience because she was distracted all throughout the train ride then the boats and then they were inside the castle and still there was no sign of her toad, Hohenheim. Where are you, Hohenheim? Perhaps he was still at the platform? But no, she remembered holding on to him as she said goodbye to her family. She was SUCH a failure already.
It didn't help that her name sat on top of the alphabet because 'Ainsworth' and pretty soon (much too soon) it was her turn to get sorted. At least she was feeling confident that she would be placed in Hufflepuff, the same house as her half brother.
Ainsworth, Harriette Trinity!
Well, okay. Get it done and over with so she could join her fellow Hufflepuffs and continue searching for her toad.
Well, well, well.
The eleven year old wiggled on the stool, trying to sit straight as she listened to the talking hat. Her mother told her it was impolite to slouch when talking to elders and the sorting hat was DEFINITELY old. She wasn't feeling nervous or anything. She even offered the hat a small smile. Hi, Sorting Hat! You can place me in Hufflepuff now.
The hat laughed (or you know, as much as a laugh as a talking hat was capable of).
Hufflepuff, is it? You sound so sure.
Harri's brow furrowed. Of course she was sure. What other option was there? She was a Hufflepuff...right????? ...........WRONG.
Because before the young girl could question the hat further or give any other suggestion, or even complain, the hat had already belted out:
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Blue eyes widened. Wait. WHAT??? Did she hear it right? She wasn't a Hufflepuff? But a Gryffindor? Why how did that happen? Was she even brave, courageous, determined? She didn't know! But all those questions were drowned out amongst the cheers, the loudest coming from her house. HER. HOUSE. The Gryffindor house.
Welp.
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