Heta!Potter~ Ravenclaw was so close in the Pottermore Cup this last time! Beat by Slytherin by just a few thousand points. -glares at brother-


"Stop worrying so much, Mattie. We'll still be friends even if we're in different Houses."

"But what if I'm in Slytherin? We both know you're going to be a Gryffindor. Would you still be my friend then?"

Alfred scoffed. "As if you'd be in Slytherin. But even if by some weird cosmic happening you are put into Slytherin, I'd still be your friend. Your best friend." Alfred patted Matthew's shoulder and sighed. "Now come on or we'll miss our own Sorting!" He pushed his friend out of the train compartment and into the corridor along with all the other students.

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"GRYFFINDOR!" the Hat shouted as soon as it touched Alfred's head. The red and gold bedecked table erupted into cheers and Alfred flashed Matthew a smile as he went to sit with them. He shook hands with a Prefect and immediately began talking with the other sorted First Years.

Soon enough the Hall was silent again, waiting for the next person to be Sorted.

The alphabet dragged on and when they'd finally gotten to Matthew's name, he was the last person standing. Now without a wall of other nervous Firsties to block him from the entire school, Matthew tripped up the stairs (catching a few chuckles) and timidly sat on the stool as Professor Longbottom placed the Hat onto his head.

The only thing he could see was black leather and smell something slightly salty.

"Last one, eh?" The Hat said. Matthew jumped, just like all the rest. The Hat chuckled. "Best for last, I like to say." Matthew blushed. "Now, let's see… An exceptional mind, I see. A lot of courage, though I see you struggle to actually use it. Not to worry, you've years yet. I know just the place. RAVENCLAW!"

The Hat was yanked off and Matthew could see the blue and bronze table cheering just as loud as it had for everyone else. He glanced towards the Gryffindor table and saw Alfred cheering as loud as he could, getting weird looks as he did so.

With a small, but bright smile, Matthew scurried to the Ravenclaw table and shyly greeted his new housemates.