Four year old Teddy stamped his foot and scowled at three year old Victiore. "I get to be Dumbledowe!"
They had been arguing forever, and Vic still hadn't even shouted. It was so annoying.
"But it's my Dumbedore hat," she said.
"But I'm a boy, and I'm tallew, and oldew." Teddy said, irritated.
"It's my hat," she insisted.
"It's my house!"
"Ony sometimes."
"I can get my haiw gwey, though" Teddy said. Actually, that wasn't quite true. He screwed his eyes shut, twisted his mouth, wrinkled his nose, and thought 'Grey hair' harder than he ever had before, but it stayed resolutely his color of annoyance, orange.
Victiore was examining her own hair. "Mine's sorta siver." She pointed out.
"But youw a giwl!" he thought a minute. "Professow Maganigal's a ani- ami- animagagagus. She can tuwn into a cat."
"Oh yeah…" Victiore said thoughtfully.
Teddy could tell he had something. "And she cawwies the sowting hat, and helps call names."
"Weww….. Okay. You be Dumbedore."
"Good." He surveyed the long row of his and Vic's stuffed animals. Then he took the little cloth sorting hat Aunt Ginny had made. He turned generously to Victiore."Hewe. You put it on them." He looked again at the stuffed animals. "Wewcome to anothew yeaw at Hogwawts, but fiwst, we have to sing the sowting hat song." He looke quickle at Victiore. "Vic," he whispered. "What's the sowting hat song?"
"Make one." She replied quietly.
"Okay.
"Sowting hat, Sowting hat
I'll put you in Gwiffindow if you awe bwave.
I'll put you in Huffelpuff if you awe nice.
I'll put you in Wavenclaw if you awe smawt.
And I'll put you in Slythewin if you awe a big fat meanie.
Sowting hat, Sowting hat Sowting hat."
He took bow. Victiore considered him for a minute.
"I think it's supposed to rhyme."
Teddy thought. After a second, he said. "Cat and bat rhyme."
"And hat and fat."
Harry, Ginny, Bill and Fleur were listening from the other room. Quietly, and using the same made up tune as Teddy, Harry sang
"Professor McGonagall turns into a cat.
Professor Snape looks like a bat.
Professor Sprout has patches on her hat.
Professor Flitwick is kind- of- fat!"
Bill laughed. Ginny and Fleur rolled their eyes.
"Now lets stawt the sowting. Wewewolf, Moony." Teddy announced. Victiore balanced the hat on his soft, furry head. "GWIFINDOW!"
Victiore slipped it over her unicorn's horn. "Unicorn, Mowwy. RAVENCAW!"
Teddy's turn. "Dwagon, Nowbewt. GWIFINDOW!"
"Puffskein, Wucia. RAVENCAW!"
"Beaw, Stuffy. HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Vic, sweetie, it's time to go home." Fleur announced, entering the room.
"Mum, we were sorting-," Victiore complained.
"Finish it later," Bill ordered.
Vic complained all the way to the fireplace.