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LOCATION: The Great Hall.

THOUGHTS: Let it be Slytherin...

MOOD: Hopeful.

Having the name Warren meant he was going last out of everyone. So when Matt's name was finally called he looked up and stuck his hands in his robes pockets. Not worried at all, he knew what he wanted and he just hoped he got it. So with jade eyes locked on the Sorting Hat he moved up the stairs and sat down on the bench as the Sorting Hat was lowered onto his head.

What makes you happy?

I wonder... what makes you happy...

Does it make others happy, too?

Chase tightened his fist as he walked down the Great Hall. He was nervous, obviously. He hoped that the anxiety won't give him another nosebleed: He already had to deal with one earlier and didn't want to bleed all over Hogwarts on the very first day. Or maybe it wasn't the high blood pressure. Maybe it was just an unknown disease that only affect Chase alone in the magical land of Hogwarts. Yeah, that had to be it.

There went the last tiny bit of his sanity. I need quiet! Chase yelled in his head. He tried to focus on other things, like the Hogwarts library. He heard that the school owned the biggest collection of books. Chase wished that the sorting and feast would be over soon so that he could drown himself in a stack of exquisite books. Yeah, that would be nice... Maybe Ravenclaw did suit him after all.

"Chase Henrick!"

For a second, he forgot he still had legs. His body seemed to be unresponsive, and he wondered if he's getting a stroke or something. No, strokes wouldn't happen to a healthy student. Maybe not. Was he even healthy? All he ever does was glue his butt onto the library floor with books and read until the librarian would yell at him to get out. Dear God.

Chase mentally slapped himself and finally, he got up and sat down on the stool. In a couple seconds, he would finally belong to a house. Finally, the start of a new beginning.

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People say that, in a nutshell, I'm quite observant. I'm quiet and calm, but not shy. Others say that I'm very much grade-obsessed and honest to a fault. What they don't know is that I'm borderline depressed. A good book can get my mind off of the pain of the loneliness swelling inside me.

People say that, in a nutshell, I'man introvert, and that I have a rather hardened personality. I am a bit on the cold side, and I tend to say whatever runs through my mind making me blunt, that is if I even feel like speaking.

As the group of students made their way into the Great Hall, Selene took the opportunity to observe the other students. This was, after all, the first time since the train ride she had been around the older students. She suspected there would be little competition for her among the first years, excluding Andromeda of course, and began to assess the other students. Truly, she only cared for the Slytherins, not really paying the other houses much mind. Selene, dawning her mask of dignity, importance, and self-righteousness, followed the crowd up to the stool.

Selene had little doubt where she belonged. She was the epitome of the perfect pureblood daughter; cunning, manipulative, and though she wouldn’t admit it to herself, rather arrogant. Her parents expected nothing less from a Gillette, from their daughter. Her pureblood supremacist views had been engrained in her from the moment she could think, her serpent’s tongue sculpted by her mother’s wise lessons. It made perfect sense that she viewed the world through this filter. Everything, every move she made was cerfully planned, every word planted to cause the most damage. So even in this crown of children, Selene was certain she wouldn’t miss a step, she was “on”. When she heard her named being called, she held her chin high, alive with arrogance, and took her seat on the stool.


People say that, in a nutshell, I'm.

Ambitious:
Selene’s ambition would be admirable, were it not for the fact that the things she sets her mind on are so immoral. One might call her stubborn in her ambitions, saying that she sets her mind on a trivial and unimportant goal and sees it through to it’s completion. Her youth, in this area results in her rash decision-making. It would seem that, should Selene hold two goals of unequal value (for instance, being the owner of a new red dress and becoming a Minister of Magic) she would be just as determined in meeting both goals. When Selene sets her mind to something, she will stop at nothing to accomplish it.

Manipulative
It is said that ambition without intelligence is akin to a bird without wings. Thus, is seems incredibly fortunate that Selene was born with both. Selene certainly is smart enough realize that brute force just isn’t enough to get the job done. Being the intelligent young woman she is, she understands that, in order to get what you desire, you must make others desire you to have it. Selene, even in one of her foulest moods, will not resort to pure and unrestrained violence. She finds demonstrations of power rather pointless, even to the point where she finds it a mere annoyance. Selene has the looks and the brains to charm anyone, and that is exactly what she does. Playing up her incredibly ironic innocent appeal, she charms both friends and enemies alike. She lures her prey by playing the part of the vulnerable and trustworthy girl, striking at the perfect moment. She is a joy to watch in action, for one never really knows what to expect from her, though she always seems to have her next move planned. They say that “You can catch more flies with honey than you can with vinegar” and this is something that Selene understands and will never waste.

Underestimated:
Selene, through her ambition, intelligence, bitterness, charm, and loyalty, holds great power. She understands life through the filter on competition, proving that she is smarter, better, more evil that she might appear at first She has the ability to intimidate many, though that isn’t how she chooses to present herself. She has great control over herself as well, and control that wil only become stronger and she ages. Selene is a force not to be reckoned with, for though she may appear small and young, she is fierce in every aspect of the word. Her family has equated her with Anne Boylen, the woman who they believe took the little power she had to make herself great. They also warn her that Anne Boylen met her destruction because of her ambition, it is meant to be seen as a warning to Selene, though few know of she actually understands its meaning.

Her greatest ally is that she is often underestimated. This is because of her exceedingly sweet and genuine appearance. When people confront something that they feel is evil, the cowards amoung them look for any excuse they can find to prove that the being isn’t truly evil. Because of this, people, seeing Selene’s appearance and false attitude of kindness, underestimate her. People underestimating her annoys her to no end, though if she chooses to be smart about it, she will learn to see this and an advantage she can hold over others.

Leo shuffled into the hall, at the back of the crowd of First Years. He kept his head down, so as to not be stared at, but he cast his gaze around as much as possible. He noticed that the roof arched up so far that you could not tell where it ended, because enchanted clouds obscured it. Four tables lined the hall, each decked with different colors, blue, red, green, and yellow. All the students in the hall seemed to be riveted on the new students, waiting to see where they would end up, if the new students would be joining them.

Leo didn't know. He didn't know much about the houses. He didn't know which one he wanted. All he knew was that his one and only companion in the world, the only one who cared about him, his dog Fire, was gone. He couldn't bring her. At first he hadn't wanted to go to Hogwarts if he couldn't bring Fire. But the man who had come to fetch the poor orphan off to Hogwarts had convinced Leo that by learning how to use magic and becoming a full wizard, he could then use his talents to create a better life for himself and Fire. That had done it. With the help of the man, Leo sought out a family who would care for her over the school year. Leo was upset, but he knew it was the right thing to do.

Now, his name had been called, and his skinny legs moved to the stool and he sat down. The hat was placed over his head, ready to decide his future...

Kat took her turn after Samuel and sat down on the stool. When the Hat was placed her on her head, she prayed for it to not place her in Slytherin.