There was a huge feast after the Choosing Ceremony. The tables were covered in turkey, chicken, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, and even lasagna! When everyone was too full to move, the Prefects showed us to our dorms. "Be careful about the stairwells, they change." Then she pointed to a stairwell to the right. Sure enough, it moved and reconnected with another stairwell.
When we stopped we were in front of a portrait of a woman who looked bloated. The Prefect, her name was Amelie Longbottom, said "Owl tail." After the portrait asked for the code. The portrait swung open. "If you have a bad memory, write the code down on your forearm. Or, you can wait outside until someone comes along. Whichever you prefer." She said. Everyone awkwardly walked in. We were shown to our rooms, which had four poster beds with curtains. There was about ten crammed into the room, one for each girl.
"I heard the hat. You wanted to be in Slytherin." A girl with blue pigtails said. I looked up, and she was looking at me. She was talking to me. How was I supposed to respond? Was she going to yell at me? Interrogate me?
I twirled the bracelet around my wrist, Angy had an identical one. "My best friend went there, I wanted to be with her." I answered. "And you aren't Hufflepuff because...?" She cocked her head and did a small half smile. "I guess the hat was wrong, or it thought I somehow fit in Gryffindor." I replied. "The Prefects' dad was a Gryffindor, but he had a special bravery that no one else had. My mom was friends with him. Her name was Luna Lovegood." The girl smiled. Even her voice smiled. Its like this girl was all smiles and nothing else. She skipped off to her bed.
I wasn't brave. I couldn't even talk to people. I could hardly keep myself together in a huge crowd. I was as far off from brave as you could get, and somehow that idiot hat had decided that I was.
It was wrong, and I had to prove it.