Closed Too Many Changes Part 2 Solo

You know that feeling where you can just sense where you're supposed to be at the moment you need to be there while you're sleeping? It's just the sense of knowing if you know what I mean. I looked outside to find the moonlight shining bright and stars laughing playfully in the dark night, how long had I actually been asleep? I stretched my arms quickly above my head as the hogwarts express came to a stop, I quickly opened my trunk and pulled on a black robe so that I was in uniform. I yawned and as I did I could hear the sounds of compartments opening up and the loud chattering and footsteps of students. My family had a long history of the up most random houses, my grandfather was a gryffindor, my grandma a ravenclaw, and my mom a hufflepuff. So luckily I had no pressure, well or so I thought before I had asked my grandfather about it, being a Gryffindor he absolutely hated Slytherins. I don't understand the whole feud between the two, they seem pretty similar to me compared to what was described to me. I was half-awake as we crossed the great lake, to the amazing castle known as hogwarts. We followed a teacher as they explained something I don't remember, and frankly don't really give a hell about. Before announcing "Follow me!" Which broke my trance of sleep. We followed the teacher through the halls all the way to the great Hall with 4 long draped tables with tapestries above that symbolized house pride. I smiled in amazement at the wonders of the vast room. Like chickens in a coop all the first years were herded together so that we may be sorted to our houses accordingly. I made sure not to speak and keep my thin-lipped mouth closed to avoid any unnecessary attention. The scruffy headmaster said some things so loud that I couldn't comprehend anything, I think I have a small attention span or I just wasn't uses to listening to something besides new Jersey and scottish accents. Before I knew it my name was called, suddenly it felt like all eyes were on me, little tiny me. I fely my hairs prick up on my arms as I walked up seamlessly to the chair, well all except me almost tripping over my own feet... I sat and the hat was place on my head and over my eyes.... I jolted a little out of shock as the hat started to talk, I heard a couple laughs from around, my face flushed. Well, at least I cant see them, I thought to myself. The hat mumbled a couple things that I didn't bother listening to. Before shouting in a strangely loud and clear voice.
"SLYTHERIN!"
Well there goes my hopes of getting along with my grandfather.