~*~*~This is Elizabeth's FIRST SOLO story here on the great world of HPFF! lets all give her a big round of applause :P ~*~*~In a far off corner, off the center of the middle sat an old and tired hat. A hat that carried the air of an old man about it, a man who had done just as much good as bad but was not sure which one weighed more. Perhaps that was why it was sitting alone, stooped over and fraying at the seems. Maybe it was time for the Sorting Hat to finally tell its tale. After all it did decided the fate of hundreds of children and drive a world apart.