 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
Breathing a slight sigh of relief that Professor West hadn't noticed her nodding off she watched with a glint of wonderment in her green eyes as she closed the cieling, only to open it again to the winter months. There wasn't a lot noticable, though she didn't notice a few tiny details that were diffretn from the last time the cieling was opened. She allowed herself a smile as miss perfect prefect got shushed.
Placing her hands behind her head, Ari continued to watch the stars twinkle above her, finding the quiet relaxing and soothing to her already confused mind. Before she fell asleep again she decided to write a song about the stars in her head, keeping her occupied enough to pay attention.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
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