Gifts
Bunny looked down at the so called gift The Jerk had given her. The yellow and black fabric seemed like an insult to her. "I'm not a Hufflepuff!" she argued.
Darien raised an eyebrow at her. "Um... Yes you are. A clumsy Bunny like you belongs in Hufflepuff." he tapped the tip of her button nose.
"No I'm not!"
"And just why aren't you a Hufflepuff?" he retorted.
She froze for a second thinking of what to say. "Hufflepuffs are particularly good finders! I can't ever find anything!"
The Jerk shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat. I still say you're a Hufflepuff."