Despite the Slytherin stereotype, I'm pretty nice. Strike up a conversation, yeah?
- Joined February 2018
- Member of Slytherin
- 18 House Points
- 1st Year
United States
Backstory
A hat stall of seven solid minutes. We sat quietly debating as the Great Hall grumbled and fidgeted."We both know you could fit any house if you wanted to," the Hat chuckled, "You've spent your childhood intensely sculpting yourself. You saw the traits you admired and mirrored them. Intellect. Kindness. Nerve. Creativity. Determination... But we best get on with it, Andrew. Why don't you choose?"
I furrow my brow, "I honestly don't know... Where would I be happy?"
Something itched in the back of my mind.
The hat whispered, "Is that really all you want? To be happy?"
I tried again, firmly, "Okay then, Where will I be great?"
"There it is, finally!"
I sat up straight, scared half to death of the decision, as each pair of eyes in the Great Hall were on me.
With a proud voice the hat proclaimed,
"Slytherin it is!"
