Mindless Senses
Summary: Each chapter is a short scene reminiscing on how each character in the Harry Potter series gets sorted into their ideal house.
Disclaimer: I donot own anything belonging to JK. Rowling. I only own the plot.
Chapter 7 - Hermione Granger
The bushy-haired muggleborn ran to the stool, almost tripping over her own feet in the process. She placed the hat on her head and looked around at all the unfamiliar faces staring up at her. She was actually more nervous than excited; when she was nervous she rushed everywhere.
"Granger... I have never came across that name before," The Sorting Hat breathed in her ear. It was about to continue speaking but the young girl cut in before it even had a chance,
"Yes. I'm muggle born... Oh Merlin's left nostril! I do hope this doesn't mean that I am unable to be sorted? I do hope that I'll be able to get sorted... but what if you can't sort me... I do hope..."
The Sorting Hat sighed; but not in a mean way. "Calm yourself, young one. Of course I'll be able to sort you into one of the houses of Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! You were able to make it aboard the train were you not? You seem like an exceptionally bright child, so you obviously know that many Witches and Wizards with non-magic parentage have been accepted into Hogwarts... you also know that only-"
Hermione cut in again. "That only people with magic inside them can pass through the barrier dividing the two world's together."
"But..?"
"But even if a relative of a magical person does not have one ounce of magic inside them, the said relative can pass safely through the barrier."
"Correct! I bet you can name me all of the four Hogwarts founders aswell. Can you not?"
Hermione smiled and was clutching the edge of the stool by now. "Why yes of course: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History you know. I've read that book multiple times... it's highly fascinating seeing as I didn't even know magic even existed until a couple of months ago."
The hat smiled before saying, "Very fascinating, indeed."
Hermione grinned. "I don't mind which house I am sorted into; you know best."
"That I do, that I do," agreed the Hat. "Even though you have the exact traits for a Ravenclaw, I'm afraid that this is not the house for you. I believe that you will aid the whole of the magical community, for the greater good, if you were sorted into..." It paused for a second before shouting,
"GRYFFINDOR!"
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A/N: This chapter was actually really hard to make... compared to the others. I hope it was good enough lol.