DISCLAIMER: Nothing from Harry Potter is mine, and it never will be, no matter how hard I wish for it.
A Sorting Song
I am a hat, that much you can see
But I am special, you'll soon find out
I know where you all must be
So let me tell you what I'm all about
Long ago, four friends arrived
Built the school in which you sit
They soon found the building thrived
So they taught me to make you fit
For they were growing rather old
And could not remain they feared
So now the story's partly told
In truth, it's longer than Merlin's beard
Four houses in Hogwarts remain
Named for the founders, now long cold
Now I swear that I won't feign
Please go where you are told
If you have a daring soul
And always yearn for adventures more
While your bravery others extol
Then you belong in Gryffindor
If a brilliant mind your gift be
Perfect scores, an always perfect test
Why then, as long as it's up to me
In Ravenclaw you'll try your best
If loyalty is the virtue of which you boast
Patience also a gift you bear
Friends trust you, of all, the most
Then you will find Hufflepuff most fair
If you are ruthless and power mad
Truly cunning you are, your friends know
I'm afraid my news is rather sad
It is to Slytherin you must go
Come forward and place me on your head
It will all be over mighty quick
This is a time when many feel dread
Though I promise I'll be done before you get sick
