"Weasley, Ginevra!"
Her long red hair swinging behind her, she could've sworn she heard the teacher mutter "Thank God it's the last on of them."
She sat down on the stool gingerly, and felt the Hat be dropped onto her head.
Another Weasley.
"Last one, I promise." She muttered dryly.
Not to worry, I know just where to put you.
"Really? Gryffindor?" She asked hopefully.
Yes. That is, if you are all right with that. All I have seen so far in your mind is nothing but pure heart, and bravery.
Ginny felt her cheeks heat up. "Mum taught me well." She muttered again.
The Hat chuckled. I like your humour girl. And don't worry, that Potter boy will too. Believe you me; one day he will be yours.
"Hey! That's private!" She scolded the Hat; outraged he had read everything in her mind.
It's my job Ms Weasley.
"D'you really mean that, though? How d'you know?"
I know everything Ms Weasley. Don't give up on him.
Ginny grinned broadly. "I won't."
Good girl. Well, although I am enjoying this chat, I should get onto sorting you, but you can find me in Professor Dumbledore's office if you ever need someone to talk to.
"Thanks, but I think I prefer sharing my thoughts and secrets with a human, rather and an object. Sorry."
Not a problem. Here goes nothing. "GRYFFINDOR!"
As Ginny rushed to the cheering Gryffindor table, she looked back at the Hat. It winked at her and she smiled back. She hoped she would make friends as easily as she just had, or else she probably would be sharing her secrets with an inanimate object. And how silly would that be?
AN: Hope most of you understood that little joke at the end ;) C'mon now Ginny, sharing your thoughts and secrets with inanimate objects? How absurd! Review please and tell me what you thought, and I shall see you next chapter!
-Taylor :)