Ravenclaw:
Rose Weasley sat beneath the sorting hat. The silence in the hall was deafening.
"Hmm, while the bravery in your lineage is impressive, I see you've got quite the mind inside you. It'll have to be..
"RAVENCLAW!"
"Ravenclaw!" Rose gasped.
She looked at the Gryffindor table with all of her cousins, who were clapping for her. She wouldn't be joining them?
She made her way to the Ravenclaw table. This could be okay. This would be okay.