Rue Everdeen sat on a very small bench, and an old hat was placed onto her head. She took a deep breath and hoped for the best, hoped to be placed in Gryffindor. Immediately she heard a voice in her head, wondering at first if it was her own, or someone else’s. It was the hats, of course. It went through her thoughts, almost as if she could feel it pushing around to see, if she was brave, if she was smart. She heard a voice outside her head then, yelling fairly loud, actually. But then she realized it was yelling the words, “Gryffindor! Gryffindor!” And she immediately ran to the House table without any hesitation.
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