ooc: Oops, srry. I edited the changes.
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Shia stood in the everlasting line, trying her hardest to remain patient. To keep herslef occupied she scanned the spacious room filed with students who were clapping after each time the hat called a house. Obviously the occupier had worked, because all of a sudden it was her turn! Shia's skinny legs traveled towards the chair and the rather old woman who was holding a quite ugly hat. After a quick sigh she sat into the enormous chair and felt the hat being placed on her head. Soon she heard a voice;
"Hmm... Quiet...Definately not Gryffindor..."
Shia thought, Dang...
"Isn't anything special about this one... Not Slytherin..."
She let out another sigh, this one from relief.
"Not really bright..."
Come on stupid hat, just pick one alre-, Shia's thoughts were interrupted by the hat.
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
A table stood up, clapping the loudest of all. She guessed that was her house so she walked towards the table. As she trotted over to a seat another first year was being tortured by the hat.
I can already tell I wont like this place, Shia thought as she sat in a chair that faced another student.