 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
William had been in his own little world of fluffy bunnies and candy corn and had no idea what they would be doing in this class, besides play in dirt which was just cool with him. He never even noticed the odd look he got from the third year he had thrown a snowball at the last time he had seen her, nor did he notice professor Ashby enter and begin to make a sand castle.
He blinked several times humming as he looked up and noticed everyone with a bush. Jumping up he tripped over his shoelaces and fell ion the ground, dirt getting all over him as he hurriedly got up and went to pick up a bush. He didn't even know what they would be doing he was so distracted. Frowning at the weird looking thing in his hands he walked over to his post and plopped down, listening to Bunbury as she said to ... hug it? Well, if she said so he thought giving the bush an awkward hug.
Sitting down now he held the bush in his lap and blinked. More singing? Hadn't he embarrassed himself enough in the last class with his retched singing? Now he had to do it again?!? There had to be a loophole, perhaps if he stuffed five chocolate frogs in his mouth and waited for them to melt his mouth would be glued together, leaving him free of singing again. But no, he loved this class too much so instead waited. Oh wait, they could hum, that would be better for his sanity he figured, beginning to hum the weird song Bunbury had picked for them. Over the course of the song though he found himself humming his fishy song and soon the words were starting to come out of his mouth again without him realizing it.
__________________ Forget the future signature;
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
 |