July 3rd, 2004

S.O.R.T. M.E.

Walking up to the stool, I look behind me catching Harry's eye. They're so green, even from so far away. I think to myself, I want to be in Gryffindor so I can be closer to those eyes. All is still. Everyone is holding their breath. I sit, Professor McGonagall puts the old, tatty hat on my head,

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