Isabelle walked through the doors, following the teacher who came to fetch them. Waiting as others got sorted into different houses. "Isabelle, Xantier!" the teacher called when most of the other students were sorted. She walked up to the stool with confidence and sat on the stool. The hat was put on her head and she waited with patience. Hearing it say "She would do very well in Ravenclaw. But... aha the only thing that outshines her intelligence, her courage! I will put you in GRYFINNDOR!" yelling the last word out, Isabelle hopped off the stool and ran towards the red and gold table that was cheering, she sat down and waited for the sorting to be over. her somache growled as the Headmaster announced the rules and the usual stuff. When the food came, she put abunch of food on her plate. Eating lots til she was full, when puddings came, she pulled one small towards her, and ate. When the Headmaster finished saying the last annoucements. As soon as he dismissed she went towards the two prefects calling for first years.
(Yay! I was sorted into Gryfinndor!)
(Yay! I was sorted into Gryfinndor!)