User blog:Maypokemon16/Sorting Ceremony

 “Hufflepuff!” the sorting hat yelled to the entire Great Hall.



 The students from the Hufflepuff table let out a cheer but Nichole barely heard them as she walked over to the table and sat down. As the last few kids were being sorted she stared at her empty plate thinking about what just happened.



 “When I was in Gryffindor I made a lot of great friends, in fact they are still my best friends today. I remember the trouble we got into together.” Dad had said to her one night before she left for Hogwarts. “You’ll have a great time too, I’m sure of it. You like so many other Gryffindors have much potential. Griffindors are known for being brave. When you stay loyal to your friends, do your best and never give up that is bravery. I have no doubt in my mind that you are a worthy Gryffindor.” He said and gently squeezed her hand.



 “Thanks Dad.” Nichole had said and blushed. She feel asleep, without a doubt in her mind that she would follow the family tradition. But now she had let him down. She let everyone down. How was she going to be able to tell her parents that she failed them? She wasn’t brave enough to be a Gryffindor. Instead she was a Hufflepuff. To some of the Hogwarts houses, Hufflepuffs were pushovers, weak and spineless. Was it humiliating to be sorted into this house? She didn’t know. She glanced over at the Gryffindor table. The kids sitting there didn’t seem too different from her. Well none of them were wearing glasses as far as she could see. What made them different?



 Her thoughts were interupted when she heard headmaster Jake yell “Let the feast begin!”