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"Granger, Hermione," McGonnagall called. Where is she, she's not appearing. Oh, its my name. Flushing, I walk up trying to look confident, but really, I'm terrified. I sit on the stool and wait for the hat to fall on my head.
When it does, it is leathery and weathered. I hear a voice.
"Hmm. Hermione. Where to put you? To smart for Hufflepuff, but not of pure enough blood for Slytherin. Very smart, you would do very well in Revenclaw. But you are very very brave. That would mean Gryffindor. The Ravenclaw are very unique. Very unique. I'm not sure I you are one to wear earrings of turnips so... GRYFFINDOR!"
Realived I'm not in Slytherin, I head to what I think it the Gryffindor table, based on the fact that they are clapping the most. I smile. First day, and I haven't done anything wrong yet.
A/N: Please review. The idea for this came from me on Pottermore when the sorting hat quiz asked, which do you want, Gryffindor or Slytherin?