Post by Hermione_is_cool! on Dec 14, 2010 21:03:51 GMT -5
Pure fluff! Every post stands alone.
Rose bounced nervously on her toes. Al was three names from being called, and then it was only a few more names until she was called.
“Have the Blibbering Humdingers gotten ahold of you, Rosie?” Al asked, curiously. “I thought I saw some when we were coming in! You should probably stand on your head and sing the Hogwarts song to get rid of them.”
Rose regarded her cousin with a resigned air. She was long used to inane comments from him. He spent far too much time with Aunty Luna. Far too much.
“Malfoy, Scorpius!” Rose was paying very little attention to this sorting. He was going to be a Slytherin. Besides, it was only that Malfoy boy her father had told her not to marry. Sigh. He was so ridiculous some times. Her father, not the Malfoy boy. Though, for all she knew he was ridiculous, to.
“RAVENCLAW!”
“What?!” was the murmur going around the hall. There were no applause. Everyone thought he’d be a Slytherin, for sure.
“I wonder if the hat has Blibbering Humdingers in it?” Al asked conversationally, eyeing the sorting hat intensely, as if he was trying to x-ray it. He’d always wanted to see a Blibbering Humdinger.
“Potter, Albus!” Professor Longbottom called, and Al scampered off, looking ridiculously enthusiastic. He practically snatched the sorting hat out of Professor Longbottom’s hands, so eager was he.
Oh Merlin’s beard… The sorting hat said in his ear.
“What?” All asked, curiously.
There is absolutely only one place someone as crazy and uniquely minded as you can go. I can’t believe I’m about to do this.. It is NOT my fault! Merlin... It grumbled. Al merely bounced up and down on the stool, waiting for the verdict.
“RAVENCLAW!”
Enthusiastically Al took off the hat and raced down to the Ravenclaw table. He didn’t even pause to be astounded by the fact he wasn’t a Gryffindor. It was all the Blibbering Humdinger’s fault, clearly. There was nothing to be done.
“Weasley, Rose!”
Ah, just like your mother. I’m so sorry to do this to you, but there’s really only one place for you. Good luck with survival. the hat murmured to her. Rose stiffened. She had an idea where she was going.
“RAVENCLAW!”
Apprehensively Rose got up and made her way down to the Ravenclaw table. She sat down next to Al who, for some inexplicably reason, had chosen to sit next to Scorpius.
“I told you Rosie!” Al said enthusiastically. “It was a Blibbering Humdinger! It was on my head! I can't wait to tell Aunty Luna! Wheeeeee!”
“Is he always this crazy?” Scorpius asked Rose apprehensively.
“Unfortunately, this is normal for him.” Rose said. It’s going to be an interesting seven years… She added mentally.
Rose bounced nervously on her toes. Al was three names from being called, and then it was only a few more names until she was called.
“Have the Blibbering Humdingers gotten ahold of you, Rosie?” Al asked, curiously. “I thought I saw some when we were coming in! You should probably stand on your head and sing the Hogwarts song to get rid of them.”
Rose regarded her cousin with a resigned air. She was long used to inane comments from him. He spent far too much time with Aunty Luna. Far too much.
“Malfoy, Scorpius!” Rose was paying very little attention to this sorting. He was going to be a Slytherin. Besides, it was only that Malfoy boy her father had told her not to marry. Sigh. He was so ridiculous some times. Her father, not the Malfoy boy. Though, for all she knew he was ridiculous, to.
“RAVENCLAW!”
“What?!” was the murmur going around the hall. There were no applause. Everyone thought he’d be a Slytherin, for sure.
“I wonder if the hat has Blibbering Humdingers in it?” Al asked conversationally, eyeing the sorting hat intensely, as if he was trying to x-ray it. He’d always wanted to see a Blibbering Humdinger.
“Potter, Albus!” Professor Longbottom called, and Al scampered off, looking ridiculously enthusiastic. He practically snatched the sorting hat out of Professor Longbottom’s hands, so eager was he.
Oh Merlin’s beard… The sorting hat said in his ear.
“What?” All asked, curiously.
There is absolutely only one place someone as crazy and uniquely minded as you can go. I can’t believe I’m about to do this.. It is NOT my fault! Merlin... It grumbled. Al merely bounced up and down on the stool, waiting for the verdict.
“RAVENCLAW!”
Enthusiastically Al took off the hat and raced down to the Ravenclaw table. He didn’t even pause to be astounded by the fact he wasn’t a Gryffindor. It was all the Blibbering Humdinger’s fault, clearly. There was nothing to be done.
“Weasley, Rose!”
Ah, just like your mother. I’m so sorry to do this to you, but there’s really only one place for you. Good luck with survival. the hat murmured to her. Rose stiffened. She had an idea where she was going.
“RAVENCLAW!”
Apprehensively Rose got up and made her way down to the Ravenclaw table. She sat down next to Al who, for some inexplicably reason, had chosen to sit next to Scorpius.
“I told you Rosie!” Al said enthusiastically. “It was a Blibbering Humdinger! It was on my head! I can't wait to tell Aunty Luna! Wheeeeee!”
“Is he always this crazy?” Scorpius asked Rose apprehensively.
“Unfortunately, this is normal for him.” Rose said. It’s going to be an interesting seven years… She added mentally.