"Weasley, Victoire."
Victoire gracefully glided up to the Sorting Hat. Her feet hurt from standing so long waiting for her turn, but she didn't show it. Sometimes having a last name that started with 'W' sucked.
Teddy had told her all about the Hat last year after his sorting; even though Uncle Ron had tried to tell her she had to fight a troll. She had tossed her hair disdainfully over her shoulder and told Uncle Ron that since she could put up with him, a troll would be easy. Elegantly seating herself upon the old stool, she smiled at Professor Longbottom as he placed the Hat on her head. Just before the Hat totally covered her eyes, she saw Teddy grinning at her from the Gryffindor table.
"A Weasley? I didn't think there'd be more of you for quite some time. Anyways, where do you belong?" Victoire smiled and thought, "I'd quite like to be in Gryffindor, if you please." Laughing, the Hat answered her. "Just like your father. But are you sure? You'd do well in Ravenclaw, you know. No? Alright then, enjoy your years in GRYFFINDOR!"
Victoire handed the Hat back to Professor Longbottom with a charming smile, and calmly headed to the Gryffindor table; smiling at Professor McGonagall and Professor Hagrid on her way. Teddy had saved her a seat, and was practically bouncing in excitement. Victoire sped up slightly to save her friend- and herself- the embarrassment of him blowing something up. Again.
Flicking her golden-red hair over her shoulder, she sat down amongst Teddy's friends, listening as he introduced them all to her at a million miles per minute. She tuned him out and relaxed, grinning across the table at them. Sticking her hand out, she leant over to shake their hands.
"Call me Vicky." 'Hogwarts is going to be the best thing ever!'