Victoire Fleur Isabelle Weasley
"Weasley, Victoire", called Professor Crouch. Proud Victoire stepped up the stairs. She alighted on the chair and put the filthy hat on her silvery blonde eighth-Veelahair. Immediately it skidded over her eyes and enveloped her in a deep blackness.
"A Weasley", squeaked a voice which cam definitely out of the hat and Victoire wondered, if he'd put her now into Gryffindor. "Do you like to go there?", the squeaky voice asked her. "I don't know", answered Victoire insecure. The hat considered. "Now, you've got bravery, but I don't think that Gryffindor is right for you. Moreover you are intelligent, you could amount to much, perhaps Ravenclaw?" Victoire didn't really know, if she should answer. It was still the hat's job to sort her, wasn't it? "I notice a lot of meekness in you", the squeaky voice piped up again, "and the impulse to help. What do you think about Hufflepuff?" Victoire didn't answer again. "You will find there true and trusty friends", squeaked the hat. For a moment Victoire considered. If the Sorting Hat thinks, that Hufflepuff was the best for her, why not? "Well than, HUFFLEPUFF!", proclaimed the hat.
At the Hufflepuffs table an ear-battering noise breaks through. Victoire doffed the hat from her head, threw back her eighth-Veelahair and ran over to the other Hufflepuffs who still applauded.
Victoire Fleur Isabelle Weasley
Hair colour: silvery blonde
Eye colour: deep blue
House: Hufflepuff
Birthday: 2.05.2000
Wand: hawthorn and Veelahair, twelve inches
Parents: William Arthur Weasley & Fleur Isabelle Weasley (Delacour)