The Sorting

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     "Potter, Albus!" Minerva calls out.
    He goes up and sits on the stool, looking around he sees everyone staring at him.
     "SLYTHERIN!" The hat shouts, everyone looks like they had just been paralyzed.
     He walks down and over to the Slytherin Table; next to the person he met on the train, Scorpius. 
       "Olsen, Abbigail!" Minerva calls out, once again she sits on the stool.
"Hmmm..... Seems to be kind..... Loyal.... Intelligent, HUFFLEPUFF!" The Sorting hat screams and no one is really watching.
Abbi walks down and sits with all the Hufflepuffs, waiting to see who happens to be next
"Why isn't it in order this year? My brother always said that they do it by alphabetical order" Abbi says to a girl sitting right beside her.
"Es Anderungen Viel" The girl responds, Abbi looks puzzled.
"She's German, Muggleborn.... Couldn't go to Durmstrang" A boy next to her said.

"Black, Savannah" Minerva yells out, a brunette steps out, looking as scared as ever.
      She takes a seat and the sorting hat does its thing, "Pureblood..... You would be best in......"
     Savannah knows it will be Slytherin, the way he said it.
     "GRYFFINDOR!" The hat screams.
    Savannah has a smile growing on her face as she steps off and walks to the table.

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