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"UNSORTED"
Harry Potter was quite the regular boy with a very regular life. Except for a very minuscule detail, he was a wizard. That was a fact even he hadn't discovered till a half-giant with pink umbrella had burst through the door and told him so.
Now he stood, quite nervously, in a crowd of children his age looking around and waiting for his turned to be sorted. He couldn't think of any house in particular that he'd want or that he would fit in anyway.
"Harry Potter"
Here goes to nothing, thought Harry as he slowly made his way to the front of the room where an old worn hat sat on top of a battered stool. He quickly put the hat on and sat on the stool.
"Ah, Mr. Potter I had been wondering when I would get the pleasure of seeing you "
"Uhm yeah I'm here"
"So I can see you're quite evenly split. Qualities of all four houses and no personal preference I wonder which house to place you in"
"Well isn't there a way for you to pick a house for me?"
"I couldn't I'm afraid in this cases the wizard has got to choose"
"If I can't then what'"
"Then I do this" said the hat in Harry mind then it yelled "UNSORTED!"
It left everyone in the great hall shocked and Harry was sure his ear would never be the same again.