"Oak, Alice!" Professor McGongall called. A kid with dark hair and green eyes elbowed me. It registered to me that my name had been called. I crept over to the stool and timidly took the hat. "Slytherin?" The hat questioned. "My best friend is there." I whispered in response. "But you could do great things in Gryffindor, or make friends in Hufflepuff." It said. "I've never been a brave person." I replied almost inaudibly. I thought about it, in Gryffindor people were brave, and maybe it would rub off on me. Maybe it was my house, but the hat also said I could be a Hufflepuff. Was I just and loyal enough for it? "I want to be where I belong." I whispered to the hat. "Well then, Gryffindor it is!" It said. Cheers erupted from a table, and I walked towards the questioning faces that matched mine.

"Potter, Albus!" Was next, I recognized him as the boy who had elbowed me. The hat took a moment before it shouted out "Hufflepuff!"