Post by darksarabande on Jun 19, 2011 13:01:29 GMT -5
Elisabetta Domenici gaped in awe at the huge hall in which she had just entered. Candles floated in the air, and the ceiling looked exactly as it looked outside. Four long tables stood in the middle of the room; the students sitting there had different patches on the left side of their robes. She had no idea what was about to take place, only that it was something called the "sorting".
Sorting? Sorting for what? she thought, frowning slightly. Are we sorting something or are any of these other students sorting something? I'm already confused...Mum and Dad didn't tell me about this. I think I'll send an owl home sometime tonight and ask them what this sorting thing is all about.
Her reverie came to an end when she and the other students around her came to a halt around a dirty hat which was sitting on a stool in front of them. Now she had absolutely no clue as to what was about to happen; for all she knew, she might have to pull a rabbit out of the hat, despite the fact that she had no training to do such a thing. All she could do was stand and wait and watch as events unfolded.
Sorting? Sorting for what? she thought, frowning slightly. Are we sorting something or are any of these other students sorting something? I'm already confused...Mum and Dad didn't tell me about this. I think I'll send an owl home sometime tonight and ask them what this sorting thing is all about.
Her reverie came to an end when she and the other students around her came to a halt around a dirty hat which was sitting on a stool in front of them. Now she had absolutely no clue as to what was about to happen; for all she knew, she might have to pull a rabbit out of the hat, despite the fact that she had no training to do such a thing. All she could do was stand and wait and watch as events unfolded.