Hmmmm

'Who are you? What are you doing in my head?'

Hush child, I'm doing no harm. I'm just trying to sort you.

'Oh.'

You are just like Phineas described you to be…

'How do you know Great Uncle Phineas?'

Ahh, little king, did no you know that both your ancestor's portrait and I reside together in the Headmaster's office?

'Oh…I-I guess I had forgotten.'

Well, with a memory like that, Ravenclaw is out But do not worry, I will find your place yet!

'What do you mean, my place? I belong in Slytherin, just like the rest of my family, just like I am supposed to be!'

Everyone? Yet your own brother is in Gryffindor...

'But, but that's different! I'm not like Sirius. I'm still the second son, overlooked. Mother and Father and everyone else still adores him, they just ignore the fact he was sorted into Gryffindor! But if I were a Gryffindor, I would be alone. I'm not important enough. I need to make them proud, I need to be the perfect son!'

Loyal aren't you? Very admiral trait, maybe Hufflepuff is where you belong…

'Nooo! Please. Just put me in Slytherin. That's where they want me to be, so it's where I'll be.'

But wouldn't you rather be with your brother? You seem to love most, want to make im proud the most…

'Well...yes, but making Sirius proud is not as important as keeping with traditions, and making the family proud. I'm not brave like Sirius, I cannot look into my Mother's eyes and tell her she's wrong.'

No buts, it's settled! G-

'Nooo, please, please, please. Please, just put me in Slytherin. I am a Black and we do not beg, but I will sink to it now. I beg of you, please put me where they expect me to go, where they want me to go. Where I need to go.'

Well, if you insist. So, SLYTHERIN it is.

'Thank you, I promise you, I will be the perfect Slytherin.'

Oh, do not worry about that Mr. Black, I am almost certain that you will.

Green and silver cheer.

Over the years a hat hears brief mentions of a young boy, growing into a teen, then sadly never making it to manhood. He feels pity, knowing that if things had ended differently between the two of them, then the boy's own demise would have surely been postponed. More years pass, and then he hears a story. A story of a boy who was intelligent enough to now when he had done wrong, ambitious enough to make that wrong a right, and cunning enough to fool a man thought to be the most powerful Dark Lord in a millennia. And the hat is proud.

Well , I do believe you were right.