Lucas Taylor ~ Hufflepuff ~ First Year
Lucas stared up and down at the long tables. The roof enchanted to look like the beautiful night sky. Standing there with the other first years, he started to get distracted. The smells, noises, and all of the good stuff. He looked over at the Hufflepuff table. Everybody looked so nice. Ever since his siblings got invited to Hogwarts and were placed in Hufflepuff, he has aspired to be part of it. He looked over at the Slytherin table. He scowled at them, being taught they were mean and bad. He saw the Ravenclaw table and was amazed. He always thought they were so smart. Then the Gryffindors who were all having fun and a good time. He looked up at the Sorting Hat. Many students names were called to be sorted. Then he heard it shout, "Lucas Taylor!".
Lucas nervously walked up to the Sorting Hat and sat down in a stool. He felt the hat being placed on his head. It slid down over his eyes and ears. He started to mutter. "Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff." The hat made a noise that said he was listening. "Please, please, please." He continued. "Oh, a beggar?" The Hat said. "I've seen many of these...Very well then! Hufflepuff it is for you!" He smiled as the hat was lifted off his head. The Hufflepuffs welcomed him over as he sat down at the table. He knew that Hogwarts would be great.
Lucas nervously walked up to the Sorting Hat and sat down in a stool. He felt the hat being placed on his head. It slid down over his eyes and ears. He started to mutter. "Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff." The hat made a noise that said he was listening. "Please, please, please." He continued. "Oh, a beggar?" The Hat said. "I've seen many of these...Very well then! Hufflepuff it is for you!" He smiled as the hat was lifted off his head. The Hufflepuffs welcomed him over as he sat down at the table. He knew that Hogwarts would be great.