"Luna Lovegood."
Those were the first words Luna Lovegood heard before she was sorted into the Ravenclaw house. Minerva McGonagall seemed cold to her that morning. Her voice was icy cold and it sent chills running up Luna's spine and to her head. She blamed it on the Wrackspurts.
All the faces in the room turned to the pale witch, as she slowly but confidently stepped up the stairs to the sorting hat. She looked at all the professors before she got up and was pleased when Hagrid had winked at her. She didn't want to get under that big hat. Why would she? How could a single hat determined where she would fit best?
Ravenclaw…
Slytherin…
Hufflepuff…
Gryffindor…
Looking back at the crowd, the looks off her other classmates and students grew impatient which encouraged her to step up to the stool.
When she finally did, she was very happy to talk to the sorting hat.
Luna Lovegood? Yes—exactly what we need! Another Lovegood…
"My father is Xenophilius Lovegood…Brilliant man." She whispered back.
Yes….and your mum? Brilliant witch...
Luna was very happy to hear good things about both her mum and dad.
Hmm…Not a very tough one, but I will leave it up to you…..Gryffindor or Ravenclaw?
After moments of consideration and the tapping of Professor McGonagall's foot, Luna reached a decision and the hat shouted out:
Ravenclaw!