The Tien Len Competition: 3 of Clubs, Scorpius Malfoy, bright

It's open to inspiration competition: Imagine Dragons, "On top of the World"

Dear Dad,

I'm sitting in my new dorm room at Hogwarts, a freshly sorted first year. The beds are soft and comfy, the sheets are made of the richest materials, and the fire in the fireplace is blazing merrily. The walk through the castle was very interesting, and already I'm excited to be exploring my new home.

But what House am I describing?

I know Mum is hoping for Slytherin like she was, but what do you hope I was sorted into? I think secretly you don't want me to be a Slytherin. I'm hoping you'll approve of the Sorting Hat's choice. I'm hoping you'll still love me after this?

You're probably dying to know what House I'm in. I'll give you a few hints:

1. Albus Severus Potter is my roommate. I actually quite like him, Dad. He's kind, and brave, and extremely intelligent. I know you don't like his Dad, but I also know the two of you've sort-of put aside your differences, and Al and I have no intentions of hating each other.

2. Rose Weasley is sitting in the common room. She's also a nice girl, but she seems to be taking after her dad a bit and won't trust me yet. She has been quite civil, though. You and Mum would approve of her manners. She must get the manners from her mum and the prejudice from her dad. But I'll win her over. I'll win everyone over.

3. I'm in a tower.

The Sorting Hat called out "wise", "cunning", "kind", and "brave", and, father, I was unable to decide what quality I wanted to be most. I want to be noble and brave, like the Lions, and fight for my friends, rights, and those weaker than I. I also wish to be kind and compassionate, and remain loyal to my friends at all times. I've never really had friends yet, as it's hard to befriend muggles and wizards what with trying to keep magic secret, as we never really know who to trust, do we? But I consider you and Mum my friends, and I wish to remain loyal to you my entire life, because I love you.

As for cunning, I wish to use this to know when to back down. What's the use of being brave and loyal to you if I don't live long enough to make a difference? Sometimes I can't win. Sometimes I have to be patient and find a better opportunity. And wisdom goes hand in hand in this. I love my books and studies, and I wish to be intelligent and have razor sharp wit. I wish to be observant, calculating, and know the answer on the test.

The Sorting Hat shouldn't sort people anymore.

Well, I've probably confused you long enough. I'm in a tower, so you might be thinking Gryffindor. But you also know I love to study, so could I be a Ravenclaw? Hmm... I guess I'll just tell you.

So no, I'm not a Slytherin. Mum will be disappointed. I don't think you will mind. I'm hoping you won't mind. Because the Sorting Hat told me I was very bright, and that made my day, Dad. It really did. I should've told you and Mum about this when I left, but I never wanted to be a Slytherin. And I'm on top of the world about the fact that I'm not.

Alright, I'll finally tell you. The Sorting Hat shouted out to the entire room that I was a Ravenclaw. Everyone cheered.

And Albus and James Potter, whom I met on the train, cheered the loudest.

Love your son,

Scorpius Malfoy