 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
Ariana sat there stunned, not thinking. How dare that Slytherin try to posion the professor with a love potion! Hadn't she learned anything?!? Her face looked pale as she watched Amelia get up and walk ovre to the professor, a sad expression on her face. This was too much for her; she didn't need a love-struck professor on the loose, not when she had her own problems to deal with.
Since she couldn't speak, she began making hand motions. Then stopped, shrugged and got up, waiting for something to happen.
__________________ Forget the future signature;
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
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