Originally Posted by RileyRivers

Parker had only one complaint about his last name. Since it began with a Y, he was always the last at everything, including the house sorting. The hat itched his head, how old was that thing exactly? Hogwarts was not up to date with this sorting. There was plenty of other, non-itchy ways to be sorted into a house.

Parker proudly walked ti his house, the house he knew he would be sorted into, Slytherin. He would have to rub that into Thalia's face once he found her. As he walked, he scanned the Ravenclaw table, no sign of her. He was sure she was sorted already, and Parker was not paying attention to where she went. He moved his eyes to the Gryffindors and she wasn't there either. He smirked as he scanned the Hufflepuff's, she had to be there. There was no way she was a Slytherin. She wasn't anywhere to be seen, and Parker was confused. Where could she have ran off too? Maybe she was crying somewhere over the house she is in. He mentally laughed at her.

He gave up looking. He didn't want to deal with her anyway, he finished his walk and sat down in an empty seat surrounded by other first years. Maybe he would meet someone normal and not psychotic like Thalia. Now he just needed someone to talk too. Maybe that girl that looked sad, and she looked quite a bit like Thalia. He scooted himself closer to the girl, but stopped. That was Thalia. But what is she doing here? "Thalia?" he questioned, she unbelieving. "Shouldn't you be sitting with the other Hufflepuffs. I don't think they like when people sit at other tables." he smirked.