"Hathaway, Jenna!"
A small looking little girl with neat golden-blonde hair and ice blue eyes stepped up to the stool at the very front of the hall. Slightly nervously, she placed the huge Sorting Hat on her head.
Jenna, where DO you want to go?
Um, Ravenclaw?
Why Ravenclaw, Jenna?
Well, erm, my whole family is in Ravenclaw, so...
So what?
So... it'd be nice to go there, too.
Oh, Jenna, you're quite clever, but I don't think you're a Ravenclaw...
Oh. Then which house do I belong in?
"SLYTHERIN!"
Okay, er, Hat...