Shayne sat silently on the chair as his mind wandered back to when he was eleven.
He had raced into the Diagon Alley that day. As soon as he saw the shop , he ran upstairs and into the kitchen where his Mother was.
" Mum I got it. Mum I got the letter." He quickly threw it into her arms.
She opened it and read it with care.
Dear Mr Quinn.
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. She read the rest of the letter and beamed at her son.
" Oh Shayne I am very proud." She gave him a hug."
" Mum please I'm a wizard in training now."
" Oh yes of course. Sorry dear." She smiled to herself as he attempted to straighten his clothes and rubbed his face to remove any chocolate marks that may have been left.
" Dad should be very pleased Mum. I wonder will I be in Slytherin like him."
" I should hope not " snapped Mrs Quinn. " Your Father hated Slytherin and I never liked him when he was in it. It wasn't till he left the school that I discovered how good he could be. Now I was in Ravenclaw and hopefully you will be too. A smart boy like you deserves every chance he can get in life."
His Father walked in and smiled at his wife.
" Look Dad." He handed him the letter.
He smiled. " I hope you do well Son."
Mrs Quinn frowned. " We were discussing what house he may end up in Brian."
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. " He has a fair chance of being in any of them."
" Nonsence " cried Mrs Quinn. " This child hasn't a mean bone in him. There's no way he could end up in Slytherin. I wont have it."
Brian nodded. " I had no choice Muriel. My Father was in Slytherin."
She smiled. " I know that , but I fear that your past could earn him a place in that death trap."
Brian sighed. " The sorting hat never lies. He will have to live with the choice it makes. Be it Slytherin or Ravenclaw."
