10. The Sorting (Black Heart and Harry Potter prompt)

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Your protagonist's name is called. They approach the stool, where an old and tattered hat lies. They put on the hat. They will next hear one of four words called out: Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Slytherin, or Hufflepuff. Which one is it? Write down the reasons detailing why.

"Bertrand Wolfgang!" A shrill sharp voice called his name. Bertrand's dark grey eyes stared straight ahead from under a furrowed brow. He stepped forward, closer to the old lady who stood at the front of a long room. For long benches full of eager young people sat listening and waiting. Each bench desperate to meet the new editions to their Hogwarts Houses.

Bertrand watched as the elderly woman reached forward, her pale, gnarled fingers hooked a tatted brown pointy hat from off the stool it once sat. Her fingers gripped the broad rim and with her arms outstretched, she placed it upon his black combed hair.

The hat moved. Suddenly. As if it was coming to life. The deep furrows in the material began to move open and closed as if the hat had a mouth. Its voice, muffled at first as it hummed and ahhed. Its mind and thoughts rummaging around inside its head as it questioned which house to place Hogwarts' latest pupil. Hat thought, shifting through the houses as it struggled to know where to place Bertrand.

The young man's mind was dark, twisted in places no Hat dared to venture. His eyes were the darkest grey, under certain light they could even be called black. A tint of reddish glowed inside his iris. Bertrand had done things no one should have done, bitten the necks of the innocent. Feasted upon the blood and roasted their flesh for his meal. His taste in the females of his species were often wives of others. His son was born out of wedlock, now called another man 'Papa'.

Hat thought long and hard about its decision. No way was this student a fluffy cuddly Hufflepuff, nor a studious Ravenclaw, definitely not a Gryffindor, no one could put Bertrand in the same house as Harry Potter or the boy who lived would surely be the Wolfgang heirs next meal. There was only one house dark enough to place this person and that was Slytherin.

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