So many many scores before,

When I belonged to Gryffindor,

He had three friends who shared a dream,

That one day these walls would be more than they seem.

But when the four got old and grey,

They had to figure out a way,

To keep their students set apart,

By what was found inside their hearts.

They could belong in Gryffyndor,

The house of my protector,

The brave and strong are the ones you'll find,

Residing in this sector.

Or maybe Ravenclaw is more to their taste,

Rowenna always did enjoy a mind straining race.

Indeed perhaps it's Hufflepuff where you will make your friends,

The love found inside this house contains no bounds nor ends.

Yet some belong with Slytherin,

For the cunning and slick are found herein.

So now that you have heard your choices,

and these four no longer have their voices,

It's up to me to decide your fate,

I'm sure what I choose will turn out great.

So plop me round your little ears,

and don't be shy,

For find the house with your fitting peers,

Well that I'll try.