 SUMMER FOREVER
A boot. Really.
Lenora frowned. Was this necessary? It was better to go with the flow and all that but.. yeah, well, she wasn’t sure if this was something she was going to like. Hm. She watched as the other students got sorted by the boot.. a rather gross looking boot, she might add.
She waited for a while, knowing that she might as well get it over with. It was just like the sorting hat, yeah? Except that it was a sorting boot. Eh. Ugh. The Gryffindor got up, put on the boot as quickly as possible but just as she set her foot on the ground ——
“Campaigner, ENFP - A!”
Like that was supposed to make sense to her. It didn’t. She put her own shoe back on and went back to her seat. The fourth year sat down, already wishing this lesson was over and she could go back to practising her violin in the music room.
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