Oceania Aquarius

Backstory

As the youngest child of Hugo Granger-Weasley and Aquarius Lovegood, people often expected a lot from me. Being a descendant of Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and Luna Lovegood, not to mention a distant descendant of Newt Scamander, does give a lot of glory, but it can be overwhelming at times.
Technically speaking, my last name should have been Granger-Weasley, but my sister Tydia and I, we changed it to Aquarius after our mother passed due to a spell malfunction.

When my Hogwarts letter arrived, I was more enthusiastic than mere words can describe. In fact, we ended up going to Diagon Alley the very weekend after I’d gotten my letter- partly because I believe that my father and sister were sick of me loudly discussing every single think that I was going to purchase when we did go.
When we did arrive, it wasn’t everything I’d dreamed it’d be; it was above and beyond. Of course, the very first thing I’d wanted to do was get my wand; every witch and wizards first step to become a Hogwarts student. After three wand tests, I had happily submerged from the store, my spruce wood wand with a dragon heartstring core, 9 ¾" safely stored away in my father’s satchel.
Conveniently, I actually didn’t need to purchase all of the books that were on my list; I’d already purchased a few of them the previous year when Tydia had been accepted to Hogwarts (You always have time to prepare for the future!).
As a going away gift, my father got me an owl, which I christened with the name ‘Levi’, based off of my favorite spell from the Standard Book of Spells, Year 1 (which I’d read multiple times while Tydia was in her first year at Hogwarts.); Wingardium Leviosa (make the gar nice and long.).

I had finally arrived. My palms were sweating. I was breathing heavily. I knew this moment would replay in my mind for the rest of my life. It was the moment I had been waiting for; when I would be sorted into my Hogwarts house. I just knew it would be one of the best things that would ever happen to me.
My top choices for my house were either Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. My parents' houses. While my sister had been sorted into Slytherin, it wasn’t exactly my first choice. Quite the opposite in fact.
I looked up just in time to hear the Sorting Hat say “Aquarius, Oceania!” I slowly walked up to the wooden stool in front of the great hall. I was shaking as the infamous Sorting Hat was placed on my head.
A few moments of silence ticked by. Then the hat started muttering to itself, “So many options. Yes indeed, you’d do well in any of the houses.” I heard the hat pause, as if intrigued, then it muttered again, “and yet, while you would fit in anywhere, I do believe that you’d best be-” The hat paused, then shouted, “RAVENCLAW!”
My heart started pounding rapidly against my chest as the table furthest to the left of the great hall bursted into applause. I couldn’t stop smiling as I made my way over to the Ravenclaw table.
As I gazed around the great hall, surrounded by my housemates, I truly felt that- how does the saying go? Right, now I remember; Hogwarts was my home.