Closed Sorting Ceremony

Brooklyn was overly excited about this event. It was the best thing she’d ever thought of. But she was also nervous. Whatever house she was put in, she was stuck in. She overthinks everything, but this on a whole other level.

The Sorting Hat sang its song about Hogwarts and its houses, then the Sorting Ceremony began. A bunch of names were called out and each time, the hat responded with either a “Gryfindor!”, “Hufflepuff!”, “Ravenclaw!”, or a “Slytherin!”.

“Brooklyn Grey.”

It took a moment for Brooklyn to process the fact that she was going up.

“Ahem. Brooklyn Grey!”

Brooklyn made her way up to the hat. It was placed on her head and she held her breath. It took quite a bit, and Brooklyn started to sweat.

What if I’m not sorted? she thought. What if I’m actually just a Muggle and this was all for nothing?

“I know where to put you!” The hat shouted. “Hufflepuff!”

Brooklyn felt a wave of relief as the hat was displaced from her head. She saw the yellow table cheering louder than any other table, so Brooklyn made her way over.

“Congrats!” several older students smiled at her. “Welcome to Hufflepuff!”

Brooklyn would smile back, finally feeling belonging.