Harry Potter And The Mad King Of Swords

After a while, we were finally in Hogwarts. They were gonna sort us into... houses. That sounds stupid, should've been something like..... I can't think of anything, never mind. Anyways, there was a hat. They put it on your head and it yells out what house you're in. There were four houses. They are called Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff, because they were named after the 4 founders. I think. Anyways, if my last name was Hufflepuff, I'd change it. To something cool! Like Black or Riddle or Voldemort.

Anyways, while everyone else felt excited, scared, or determined, I felt nothing. All I wanted was to be in the same house as those three other kids. They seemed cool and this would in no way bite me in the a.s.s at all.

They put the magic hat on a chair and it sang some really nice song. Really catchy. I wondered where the music came from, though?

When it was Ron's turn, I thought to myself that he would be a Hufflepuff. I got it wrong. He went to Griffyndor

On Herminee's turn, or was it Hermione? On Hermione's turn, I thought that she'd be in Ravenclaw, turns out, she was a Gryffindor.

Harry. He was a Gryffindor.

When it was my turn, the hat was silent for a few minutes. It started muttering to itself. "Very peculiar. Strange indeed."

Then it kept muttering about how this was interesting and strange. My patience ran out and I muttered. "You damn magical hat, it's been 4 minutes since you've been on my head. Stop reading my life story and just assign me to my house."

It stopped talking and yelled out. "Gryffindor!!"

I got off the damn chair and went to the Gryffindor table. I sat with Harry and Ron, but I wondered where Hermione was. Harry and Ron didn't have a very good impression of her.

My first day of school was uneventful. Except for the fact that Harry was bullied by the potions' teacher.