 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Thankfully for Adam, "Luck" wasn't THAT far back in the alphabet, so the bouncing first year didn't have to wait THAT long to be called up to the sorting hat! Also, he got to go BEFORE Ingrid got sorted. Hehehehe. Although was it weird to admit he kind of hoped they were in the same house? No, no, he would never voice that out loud. Nope. He didn't care where Ingrid went. But it would MAYBE be nice to know someone in his house at least...
OH! There! His name had been called! He blinked for a second, still processing that it was HIS turn before he hurried up the stairs and plopped down on the stool, biting his lip as the sorting hat was dropped onto his head, coming down to the very tip of his nose.
"Well hello there! Another Luck child, I see. My my, so many thoughts rushing through that brain of yours. It's hard to pick just one and really get to the root of who you are. But I can see what is in your heart and that is all that matters, you're brave, and always willing to jump into new things. No question about it. Better be..."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Adam heard the hat yell out the last word to the hall and he felt himself BEAMING with excitement as the hat was lifted off of him and he headed to the Gryffindor table. Gryffindor!?! THAT WAS LIKE, THE BEST HOUSE! HARRY POTTER HAD BELONGED TO THAT HOUSE!
In a split second, he had taken off and was heading to his table, heart pounding in his ears as the realization of it all finally hit him. HE. WAS. A. LION!
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |