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Pettigrew, Peter

Oh, come on then. Let's get it over with.

"Mr Pettigrew! This is your Sorting - this will decide the rest of your life!"

I already know I'm going to be stuck in Hufflepuff; everyone says so. And I'd really rather just go and sit down.

"Well, put me on your foot and call me a sock if I ever put you in Hufflepuff, my boy! No, no; look at this. You're cunning, aren't you? Manipulative. You don't want much out of life, it seems, and you're not very sure of yourself, but oh, Mr Pettigrew, Slytherin could fix that. Slytherin could make you great."

Great?

"Why, of course! Everyone has the potential to be brilliant with the right frame of mind and the right friends... yes, everyone can be brilliant. But where are the right friends for you?"

I can't be in Slytherin; it's the evil House.

"Evil, boy? Evil has nothing to do with it. Slytherin is a very respectable House. It'd be good for you."

Any... any other option?

"Well, I'm only scraping the surface here. Let's see a bit deeper, shall we, my boy? Oh, yes, yes. Look at the wit! You hide it well, of course you do, but that's just the complete genius of it. You're completely underestimated. And who would suspect you, Peter? Such a complex structure inside such a small place..."

Genius? Really?

"Boy, don't squeak. And yes, of course. Maybe not academically, but intellectually... oh, it's a masterpiece, Mr Pettigrew. You should be very proud of yourself."

T-thank you, very much.

"Could you see yourself in Ravenclaw, Mr Pettigrew? Could you dedicate yourself to the simple yet effective structure of Rowena's House?"

I'm not sure.

"You're not, boy? I refuse to put you in Hufflepuff, you refuse Slytherin, and now you're not sure if you're suited for Ravenclaw? What other option is there?"

Gryffindor. I could be a Gryffindor. I don't seem it - I know I don't - but I'm brave when it matters. I understand people. I have the nerve to be in Gryffindor. I promise that.

"Gryffindor? Gryffindors are quite the opposite of Ravenclaws, Mr Pettigrew... it would help you to remember that, in the future. Your future isn't powerful, in Ravenclaw, nor is it outstandingly great, but it's a happy life there, Mr Pettigrew. A better life."

And in Gryffindor?

"There are two roads you could travel down if you go to Gryffindor, my boy, and neither of them are easy. That isn't to say that neither of them are wrong."

Please. My mum said that you can take my feelings into account, if you want to. I can't be a Ravenclaw.

"Maybe I was wrong to suggest that you weren't ambitious, Mr Pettigrew, and I really do wish that you hadn't turned down Slytherin so readily, even if you are more Ravenclaw inside. I suppose... People will wonder at my decision, boy, and I consider it your duty to put them right. Be brave, Mr Pettigrew, and try to live without regrets, unlike me."

Of course I-

"GRYFFINDOR!"