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As you know, the houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Please fill in the following form, paying attention to the details to help us find the correct house for you. If you do not understand something, refer to the sample form and to the Guides to Role-Playing.
REMEMBER TO CHECK YOUR POST BACK TO SEE WHAT YOU WERE SORTED IN. Be patient, though. The Sorting Hat is not to be pushed!

I hate to put up restrictions, but I must.

• Please keep to the PG-13 rating, this is nothing against your creativity or maturity.
• Role-Play MUST follow rules as to what a role-play is.
• Do not make cliche characters.
• The personality MUST be at least 50 words.
• The RP sample MUST be at least 75 words

The form:

This is a sample for yout to refer to. DO NOT STEAL IT!

Name: Veronica Clarkson
Year: 7th
Personality: She's lived through a lot, and this is patantly obvious when it comes to her personality. Veronica's never been the nicest of people to be around with, but as of late, she's turned incredibly cranky and often experiences mood-swings. One moment she could be cursing you, or killing you and the next she'll be hugging you and telling you how much she missed you...sort of hard to understand, but, it's true.

Born and raised in a family of Death Eaters, she was pretty much raised to be evil from her first breath. And for many of her 17 years, she was. But lately, she has started to experience a guilty conscience and perhaps, Veronica might leave the Death Eater ranks, where she currently is. Sadly for this messed up adolescent, the only way to leave the Death Eaters is to be killed, or to die in some way or another.

And Veronica isn't willing to die, not just yet anyway.

To sum this up, she's what I said she was a few sentances ago.

A messed up adolescent going painfully into adulthood.

RP Sample: The sky was darkening and Veronica sat on the tower, her eyes locked on the horizon. She was happy up here. There were pleasant memories, such as that time that she had first spoken to Lilia. Watching that horizon, a tear began to fall down her cheek and Veronica suddenly jumped up and ran towards the stairs, feeling suddenly cold.

Not that feeling cold in December was strange, but it was strange to be sitting outside on Christams Day, not joining anyone in the festivities. But she didn't want to. Veronica hated them all, all of them...all of them...

Reluctantly, she returned to the edge of the roof and looked down. A group of boys were pulling crackers open, otherwise, the courtyard was deserted. Most had left for the holidays to see their families.

Her father had also demanded that Veronica go to see him, but she had refused point blank, the letters to her father having had hate just pouring over them.

But she didn't care.

She hated them all anyway.

Well let me see

You are sad inside, a deep sadness that runs deep. You know how to stand up for yourself, it may be stupidity, it may be bravery, it could be a mixture of both.

You are a difficult one. You could fit in well in both Gryffindor or Slytherin or even Ravenclaw.

But i Think you belong in Slytherin

Name: Alex Lovales

Year: Seventh

Personality:

Alex is an overall nice person. While he does have have his "nasty" moments, People know him for more of being the kind and caring type of person. Being "evil" has appeared great to him more than once in his life, but he has chosen to stay on the high road and stay with the "good guys". He is a shy person, but also loves meeting new people. THe new people normally have to introduce themselves first; however. He is strong in the mind and has a few powers that he has learned to control.

RP Sample:

Alex walked from the dark depths of the dormitories boredom. Now in the common-room he gave a sigh and heaved himself onto the nearest fluffly couch. Today had been nothing but torture as he waited for it to end. He had finally had a day off with no classes and expected it to be the best day so far this year. How wrong he was.

At least I still have my wand. He thought as he pulled it out and looked around for things to jinx. There was a glass of pumphin juice on the mantel of the fireplace, so he pointed his wand at it as it lifted into the air and he turned it over. It dumped all over the fire and he silently screamed in annoyence. Now he was going to be cold and bored. Standing up, he walked to the bookshelf. Grabbing a book that looked interesting, he walked back to the couch and sat down to read. He was still bored, but now at least he was broadenin his mind......

You're a tough nut to crack.

There's your 'evilness' deep down, but there's also your goodness. You are a bit shy, but do like new people.

Upon some consideration, Alex, welcome to GRYFFINDOR

(Bet you that threw you...)

((Yes it threw me off a lot. My least favorite house. Yippee. lol. ))
Name: Skyther Lovales

Year: Sixth

Personality:

Skyther has had some rough times in his life and has pulled out of them seemingly unscathed to the world. His emotions are pent up inside of him and only come out in his anger. He doesn't get angry often but it seems that he always has that hint of "nastiness" and anger in him. He is slightly nice to strangers and loves to hang with his friends. But if you get even near blocking his path, He wouldn't hesitate to just pass onby you and not leave you standing.

RP Sample:

The sky was dark and dreary with the rain that had built up on the grounds all night. Snow was beginning to form in the sky and Skyther looked out of the window with hope. He hadn't seen snow in a few years and was hoping that it would snow, rather than the muck that had fallen.

"Come on," he muttered, still looking out the window.

"Skyther! What are you doing?" His mom yelled at him from the kitchen. She hated when he kneeled on the sofa, but that's what he was doing.

"It's just a freaking couch, mom," He yelled back at her, while noticing out of the corner of his eye that white flurries were falling down. "YES!" He exclaimed and rushed out the door. His mom was yelling something, but he ignored her and sloshed through the mud and nasty ground, while turning white with the snow that was hitting him.

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SORTING HAT:

Hello there, Skyther!

Immediately when I say upon your head, I see great anger--hot anger, ready to explode at any minute. I see it that you enjoy friends; you have a sensitive side, though. You are a very confusing young man, you are.

So, the word coming to me might not be a surprize to you:


SLYTHERIN!

Name: Emily Overturf
Year: 6th
Personality:Emily is nice and bold. She loves to go on adventures and
have fun if possible. She is usually the one to stand up for her friends if
someone teases them she's there in a flash to help them out. Emily gets a little shy
sometimes and doesn't like messing with people she doesn't know. But once your her friend,
your stuck with her.
RP Sample: Emily shot through the leaves and branches. She had to make it she just had to. she pushed through leaves and bushes and finally heard the roar of a waterfall. It had been so long since she had been there, heard that sound that it made her run faster.

Emily pushed through a large wall of vines and gasped slightly as the spray from the
waterfall hit her. She smiled and started to climb up the side of it. She hadn't seen
anyone around lately, having almost been hiding. The entire school was afraid these days. Voldemort was growing a lot stronger, there were spies in the school. She herself was afraid. And she usually wasn't that afraid.

She knew she could get in a ton of trouble for being in the Forbidden Forest at Dawn but she just had to see the sun rise. She climbed up to the very top of the waterfall and looked out across the trees. There, at the very edge of the world was the sun. She smiled as the warmth slowly spread across the land.

She forgot her troubles, her fears, she forgot who she was and what she was doing. Or that later she would have to find a way back into the school without being seen. Right now it was her world. She could survive anything. She stood watching as the sun slowly rose and finally hit the waterfall. She looked down, for this is what she wanted to see.

The sun on the spray of water made a huge rainbow all across the trees and sky. She smiled slightly and sat down on the edge of the rock. After a few minutes she stood up and got ready to climb down. She had to get back to school.


[Roleplay is about 308 words long, sowwy]

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THE SORTING HAT:


Hello there, Emily!

You are truely a strong one--determined and bold, but seem to shy away from people you do not know. This is a fallback in the house I was thinking of putting you in. But loyal you are, and for this, I believe you should be in...

HUFFLEPUFF!

Name: Katie Vonders
Year: 2nd
Personality:.Katie is very nice and spends most of her time in the library. But
she is always nice to others even if they are mean to her. Well she tries anyway. She
is mostly bouncy and kind but has a problem with facing people and meeting them. She is
sometimes really shy and stays hidden to herself.
RP Sample: Katie skipped down the hill silently. She looked around and saw no one on the grounds and no one by the lake. She sighed slightly. Looking around she decided to walk through the Herbology gardens. Smiling she skipped over there and slowly walked through the sweet smelling flowers and spiky plants.

She giggled slightly as a rabbit crossed her path. She was a girl of absentmindedness and she didn't really know what was going on around her. She didn't know that a lot of the people she thought as friends, weren't really nice people at all. But Death Eaters.

She smiled happily unaware of the terror around her as she strolled through the gardens. She glanced at her watch and gasped. 3:45, how could she be so late? She yelped and ran towards the school hoping not to miss getting to class before the bell.

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THE SORTING HAT:

Hello, Katie!

A bouncy, happy thing you are, yes? And close into studies, I see. You have been one of the most easiest to sort, for sure!

RAVENCLAW!

Name:Orelinde Ancalime

Year: 6th

Personality: Strong-willed, clever and talented... in some arts. She is someone who likes to think more than fight, but when she fights, it would be slow, and well choosen moves.... not that that would work. She would want to help her freind, as long as she didn't get hurt doing it, and she loves to show off, a bit. But deep in, shes a good person, only needing some waking up to the real world. Being half new Zeland, she takes it to her heart, not to forget who she is.

At school, she likes to go around with a close group of good friends. She Welcomes newcomers, but finds it hard to puit gruges behind her. She can be very emotional, takes insults to the heart, but she usaly finds a good spell to get them back with. A lot of people keep way from her, thinking shes to dreamy, to daft for the real world, but if someone should- or could get throw her silences, she could turn anyones day happy.


RP Sample:
tap tap tap, the keys pressed down at her touch, and though there was no lead, only some strange electric current, going throw the air to the connector nearby, the words appered on the screen at once. Orelinde was writing an E-mail to a good muggle friend of hers, who was also the daughter of a very important minster, or so she said, Orelinde daughted it, but said no word about it at the same time.
It was Christamas eve(cough cough) and she was back hone in Surry with her parents. Though her friend know nothing of her magic, Orelinde always felt as if she had some idea that she was keeping something from her.

So far, in her 3rd year at hogwarts - 6th year of magic schooling, she had been able to prove herself...a little, but Orelinde eaged for the chance to show off, like she could with her parents, and the only person who would believe even half of the things she said, was someone from the internet, who lived in another country.
Standing up Orelinde clicked the mouse and closed down the window, just intime for her fathers entrances. She smiled at him, shoving some of her papers to one side. he clapped his hands. "So, what you doing puppy-dog?"
Orelinde ignored the nickname, and grimaced more. "Dad, I'm working... I want to finish something before chirstmas..."
She stopped as he grabed her shoulder, and pushed her out of the door, telling her that she should be in the christmas spirt...Orelinde just gave him a death glare.

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THE SORTING HAT:

Hello, Orelinde!

My, what a character! You've got some good qualities, and some pretty...not so good. This is not a difficult decision though. All your qualities seem to aim towards:

RAVENCLAW!

Name: Nick Ford

Year: 4th Year

Personality: Nick is Kind, Smart, Funny, but can lose his cool and be cowardly. This usually causes a small scuffle of words. Nick doesn't walk away from something until its complete. Nicks bravery can sometimes save him and sometimes harm him. On a weekend, he plays wizarding chess, reads. does his homework, sneaks into the kitchen for a bite or just plain naps.

RP Sample:

Nick was sitting next to the lake, sipping a mug of hot chocolate. Lately his life seemed like it was falling apart. The thing was, he was braving it as much as he could. That was until he had been cowardly about what to do at home. He'd decided to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, he hoped no one would care.

Nick took a rock in his hand and boringly threw it. It skimmed for a second and Nick stood up and threw a larger rock that was very jagged and made it plunge into the water. He sighed in relief.


((Fixed it sorry))

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THE SORTING HAT:

A friendly type, I see! And determined--loyal to the task, and likes educational games! Aha! A professor's dream.
Unfortunately, you show cowardisms--but this can be overcome when you stick around:

HUFFLEPUFF!

This post has been edited by Sorting Hat on Dec 25 2006, 03:29 AM

Name:Fifi Angel

Year:5th year

Personality:
Fifi on the outside seems to be a cheerful friendly girl, who can sometimes be very hyper, likes to laugh a lot, and mess around. She acts like some one who has never grown up, always playing games and can be fairly childish.
But that is only her outside, because of childhood traumers she likes to spend a lot of time by herself, thinking. She is also extremly jealous of other people because they have proper families. But most of all she ahtes to be bossed about by people. She likes to go her own way, and doesnt want to be chained in by rules and guidlines. So yes you could call her a reble.
Some people would call her excentric. Minaly because of her clothing style, but also the way she responds to situations. She hates dark wizards above all else in the world, and doesnt take it lightly when people start being mean or argue.
But all this innerself she has managed to hide from others, not wanting them to worry about her state of mind, she also does not like to see people upset and will always do her best to cheer others up, even when she is feeling down herself.

RP Sample:
Drip.... Drip.... Drip.... The tap was broken again. Fifi sat crossed legged on her bed fully dressed, sorting out her bag. Glancing up she grinned at the sight of snow fulling outside through the window. She loved the soft whiteness of it, and it ability to glow so bright all the time. She just wanted to run outside and roll around in it, and have a snow ball figt.

But of course she couldnt, they were going to a part and she was wearing and absolutly gorgeous silk evening gown. So the last thing her aunt and uncle wanted her to do was play in the snow and ruin the expensive dress. getting to her feet she glidded over to the window and gazed out of it wistfully wishing she could just be herself. That was crazy happy, not giving a damn about what other people thought. Well maybe for the fun of it she would chuck a couple of snowball on her way to the car, Philip would surely join in, and then she could blame it all on him.

"Fifi!" came a cry from downstairs "Fifi? Are you ready yet? We have to leave now!" Fidi sighed and stood up hurrying over to her bed to grab her bag "I will be down in a sec aunty" she yelled back down taking a last swift glance out of the window before hurrying out of the room and down the staires.

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THE SORTING HAT:


It's between Gryffindor and Huflepuff...you are a hard one...

I think that you might just make a very good Hufflepuff, my dear.

Name: Alice Smith
Year: 6th
Personality: Alice is a shy, quiet girl who is mostly willing to do what she is told to do. The girl is the product of over-protective parents and she isn't particularly forceful, resulting in most people thinking she is just a ditzy blonde. Perhaps she is, but Alice is probably the most loyal person you have ever in your life had the misfortune to encounter. She would rather die then give up those that she loves, and she supports the Order to a point that a level-headed person would think is stupid.

She is not very clever, but neither is she dumb and what Alice lacks in brains, she makes up in dilligence. The girl has never in her life been late with a homework assignment, and she passed her OWLS pretty well, although with only one O, not that she minds. Alice plans to make a career as a healer for herself, and this is one of the reasons that she tries so hard.

All in all, she is quite likable, in a sweet little girl sort of way. You could say she is far too innocent and gillible, but it gives her a very attractive quality that makes most people protect her, or try to.

I said she wasn't forceful earlier, but I don't think that's quite true. There are those who think she is a scheming manipulative b*tch but they are over-doing it a bit. Alice is actually just a very nice young woman who has enough guts deep down in the pits of her perfect soul to go around one thousand people...

RP Sample: The phone rang again and sitting in her favourite chair in front of the TV, curled up and gobbling up pocorn, Alice reached for the lounge extension, her pink manicured nails grasping the phone,
"Hi, this is Alice, how can I help you?" her voice rang out over the line and she suddenly wished her mouth wasn't full to the brim with half-eaten popcorn and there wasn't a movie playing in the background, "Hello..."

The bad thing about having a simple number like the Smiths did was the amount of pranksters that were recieved. Finally, she heard a reply,
"This is Alber Worckick, I am looking for Mr Smith..." Alice rolled her eyes. A wizard, that was it. They could never quite handle a telephone properly. Deciding that perhaps, her father should deal with Alber himself, she screamed so over the television where Gabrielle was in deep discussion with the plumber, so the girl turned back, switched off her mind to her father talking to Alber in the room next to her and concentrated on Desperate Housewives and popcorn.

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SORTING HAT:

I see your a girl who wants to be who you are... Your not Slytherin..and not gryffindor.. I think...RAVENCLAW

((Sorry so short. Limited on time.))

Name: Helena Briser

Year:5th

Personality:
Helena is the kind of person that if you get in her way she'll hex you and not think twice about it. She can be really bi**hy if you get her mad and its not a pretty sight. She is very vain, and carries around a mirror "just for check-ups" as she says, but everyone knows she just likes looking at herself. Helena is the type of person to get what she wants when she wants it. She is like this mainly because that’s how it’s always been for her.

RP Sample:

Helena walked down the corridor to the dentention hall. She walked in the the room, it seemd fairly small.

"Guess they where too cheap to have a bigger one. And look Professor grumpy looks extremly pissy today. Fabulous." She thoght rolling hereyes. She didnt care if he heard her thoughts. All he could do was give her another detention, or even better, expell her. "At least I'd be out of here,"she murmured quietly to herself.

Helena took a seat at the back of the room near a window. The sky was as black as she had ever seen and it was pouring rain. She liked this weather, it always did wonders for her mood. But to day she just sat there looking out at the grounds awaiting Professor Lovales assignment, what ever it may be. She just wanted to get this over with.

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SORTING HAT:
Ah,A true one here... someone who wouldn't fight to the death..right?
To you..itsSLYTHERIN

This post has been edited by Professor Ravenclaw on Dec 27 2006, 10:21 AM

Name:Mika Starley

Year: 5th

Personality:

Mika is the kind of person who normally keeps to themselves. She is a quiet girl with a few close friends. Mika is the type of person that you have to start talking to first to meet her, unless she's feeling unusually brave that day. Mika is the kind of girl who sits in the back of the class room and daydreams, but passes every class with excellent marks, because she's rarely seen out of her room except for classes. Mika can be one of the nicest and most friendly people you'll ever meet.

RP Sample:

Mika sat down on a chair in the common room. Deciding she wanted to watch the cold rain fall. she pulled the chair over to the window and pushed it open. Gracefully putting her hand out in the rain, Mika collected a few raindrops in her palm. She flipped over her hand slowly, watching the raindrops cover it. Mika sighed gently; the last time she had played in the rain, HE had been right next to her. She pulled her hand back inside and wiped it on her cloak. She sat down, putting her feet up on the wall parrallel(sp) to her. Rocking back and forth, thoughts raced through her mind. Memories she thought she had forgotten long ago. Her eyes begining to tear up, she pulled the window shut and sat on the floor so she couldnt see the rain. Mika thought she heard someone coming, so she wiped her eyes gently on her cloak, her face still puffy from crying.

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SORTING HAT:

I see in you! I see you! I know what house is for YOU! They will welcome you... to RAVENCLAW

Name: Violetta Strahl
Year: 6th
Personality:
Violetta is for the most part a quiet, watchful girl, but she certainly has her insane moments - in which case it is best to get out of the way, if you don't want to be knocked over by her exuberance! She is average in almost every way, one of those people who disappear in crowds, who are not often noticed, but that is the way she likes it. At heart, Vi is extremely shy, though she has learned to try and cover that part of herself with a more confident exterior. However, shy in Vi's case does not mean weak-willed - she is one of the most stubborn people imaginable, and when she has her mind set on something, she will generally get it.

Violetta longs to fit in with people and to have friends, but has never really been too successful with that goal, due to her tendency to drift off into her own little world and be overcome by her shyness when she comes into contact with people she does not know. However, she always has a smile for anyone, and tries to see the best in people and in the world - she is the eternal optimist, always trying to look on the bright side of situations.

RP Sample:
Vi strolled down the hallways, a smile gracing her lips. This was a good day - Ancient Runes had been cancelled, and so she had a fair chunk of free time before her next class. And it was an absolutely stunning day outside... a little on the cold side maybe, but sunny and bright. She had been longing to escape the stuff classrooms all day, spending most of her time staring out the window, to the chagrin of the professors, and now, she finally had her chance.

A bounce in her step, she strolled out onto the lawns, down to her favourite tree by the lake and plopped herself down, staring out over the expanse of water. She lost herself in daydreams quickly, as she usually did, time rushing past all too fast - as it always seemed to do. All too soon she came back to herself, glancing up at the sky, and wincing at how far the sun had moved since she had last looked up.

"Oh nooo! I'm late AGAIN!" She hurridley shook the grass off her robes and ran towards the building, hoping she could slide into the back of the class without being noticed. It was doubtful, but she could hope!

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THE SORTING HAT:

I see. You are shy, but confident.. I believe that you, my dear, could go a long way in...RAVENCLAW

Name: Lilly (Lee) Green

Year: Fifth

Personality:
Lilly is often viewd as one of those preppy 'popular girls'. But if you look past the exterior, inside a shy, fragile girl hides. She writes soppy poetry and hides her true self from her friends and family. She picks fights with people weaker than her to make her look better, but feels horrible afterwards. HEr pretty looks might make you think she's perfect, but she isn't the kind of girl you label. After her recent break up before the beginning on term, she has been more outgoing, attempting to hide her hurt inside.

RP Sample:
Lee smiled as they passed, yeah, she was there again. The little cafe on the corner of Prune and Birch. She could never seem to stay away. But here, she wasn't Lilly Green, she was Amanda Fink, amatuer poet. She watched them walk by again, for the hundredth time, and again marveled at how easily they spilled their inner most thoughs to strangers. 'The Regulars' She had come to [fondly] call them. The girls who were there every night at five. She leaned foreward, sipping her tea, straining not to miss a word that came out of their ever smiling lips. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around quickly, she smiled, greeting her boyfriend Hayden with a peck on the cheek. She smiled and said, "Well well well, look what the cat dragged in."
Hayden didn't look as happy to see her as she was to see him, "Listen Lilly-" Lilly cut him off and whispered "i'ts Amanda here!" briskly.
He glared at her and muttered, "That's stupid. Your Lilly, deal with it. Thats one of the reasons we have to talk."
Lilly coughed as she nearly breathed in a gulp of hot tea. It was the talk...

And hour later, Lilly emerged from the comphy surraounding and soft couched of the cafe, her mascera running down her cheeks.
"Lilly!" Hayden called form the doorway, not ready for the cold yet, "I'm sorry it had to end like this..."
Lilly pretended not to hear him and kept walking, wiping her cheek with the back of her hand. How could he have cheated on her? Hadn't her sister told her that he was going to find someone new at that convention. More hot tears spilled down her cheeks as a blast of cold air hit her.

((that was fun!))

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THE SORTING HAT:

Your a hard one, and I can't just place you..not slytherin, no, not Gryffindor... but... you have a brain, and you have emotions... You are loyal too.
Hum...HUFFLEPUFF

(I'm role playing with Rebecca Chang on too many other sites, so I'm creating a new character. :])

Name: Rosalie Marie Sanders
Year: 6th Year
Personality: Even with blonde hair, she is known to be a top student, and will bite anybody's head off who calls her dumb or stupid. She's a loving friend, but can hold a grudge for a long time. She's cunning and not the least bit trusting. She'll like you, but you have to prove yourself to her. She can be a bit mean sometimes, but most of the time she's there to offer a smile of a helping hand. She's extremely tough, and she's not afraid to face her fears.
RP Sample:

Rosalie stared at the letter with a raised eyebrow.

"You've got to be kidding me."

Her father had written to her from home about how things were doing and what how everything was working out. But when he came to the part about meeting a muggle woman, and him admitting to his daughter that he liked her, she nearly fainted. True, her mother had died when she was seven and her father was lonely, but this was a muggle woman we were talking about. She would hardly be comfortable with wizard for a husband and a witch for a daughter.

Rosalie sighed, folding the letter and stashing it in her jeans pockets. Grabbing her jacket, she made her way out of the castle and towards the grounds. A little walk would clear her mind.

What was her father thinking! Rosalie scolded herself. Let her father get into his own trouble. Running a hand through her shiny blonde hair, she wondered around the grounds.

Remembering she had homework, Rosalie jumped up from her resting place at the base of an old tree a few minutes later. She'd get a few hours of homework in, than she would go straight to bed.


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Sorting Hat:

You are a cuning and ambitous girl, My first thought jumps to slytherin. But you also have the brain and quick witeness of a Ravenclaw... Hard though you are i think you belong in Slytherin

Name: Kate Swann
Year: 2nd
Personality: Kate is very shy when it comes to new people, but when she warms up to people she cannot stop talking. She is very nice and caring to people that she knows and sometimes rude to people she doesn't know. She tends to be the smart one of the group but doesn't really know if she is or not.
RP Sample:
Kate walked outside. She saw some of her friends, said hi, and walked down to the quidditch pitch. there she flew on her broom for a while and was having some fun until it started raining. She started to run inside.

When she got inside she went to the great hall to pick up some lunch. Then she was off to her common room and she sat in a chair and looked into the fire. She swore that she saw a face but then thought she was seeing things so she took a short nap.

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The sorting hat:
Well well well, lets see. I believe you would do well inRavenclaw!

Name:Talen Michael Cole

Year: 6th

Personality:Talen is a gentleman. He grew up with very wealthy grandparents and parents. Talen's father died when he was younger, but Talen has managed to overcome this and it has made him a strong person. He is normally a kind and friendly person, but he will not just let someone walk all over him. he will stadn up for himself, his friends, and what he believes in.
Talen would probably deny that his greatest personality quality is his bravery, but that's only because his second greatest quality is his modesty. Talen can be a great person, but he never really owns up to it. And personally he'd rather let someone else who would diserve it more than he take the credit.

RP Sample: Talen rolled over and nearly fell out of his bed early one morning. he looked over at his muggle alarm clock which read 7:30 a.m. Talen groaned and rolled farther, falling out of his bed, hitting hte ground with a soft thud. he threw his blanket off of him as he stood. He knew he wouldn't be abel to go back to sleep now, so there was no real point in trying.

((about 20 minutes later))


Talen was sitting in the shade of a rather large oak tree in his back yard, fiddling with hi fingers, slightly deep in thought. Today was supposed to be his day to sleep late, but he'd had no such luck. Did he honestly think he'd be able to sleep late? Maybe not, but he was still frustrated. Talen stood, noticing one of his muggle friends standing on the sidewalk, calling to him.

"Hey man. wanna come over and shoot some hoops or something?"

As Talen was almost always up for anything with basketball, he agreed instantly. He ran inside, called to his mom to tell her where he was going, and grabbed his coat. Talen bursted out of his front door, going to catch up with his friend.

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The sorting hat:
Ah! I see the qualities of many houses in you, but there is only one you belong in, and that is Gryffindor

Name:
Kelly Knight
Year:
6
Personality:
Kelly isn’t the person you will see in the middle of a big crowd. She is a little on the antisocial side and tends to come off as shy but she is not a total loner. The friends she does have she remains very loyal to. She is completely indecisive and stays neutral on most important issues. Kelly is easily aggravated especially with stupidity and her temper tends to get her in trouble.
RP Sample:
Kelly sat there in deep thought about the past day and how peacefully uneventful it was. When boredom finally broke her down Kelly pulled herself off her bed and decided she should show her face in the common room. She groaned when she saw what looked to be every member of her house sitting there. They were being extremely loud and obnoxious as people often are when you get large amount of them together. She walked over to a couple familiar faces and sat down in one of the few available seats giving them a smile for hello. They were in the middle of a conversation and she tried to act interested but ended up drifting off into space.

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The Sorting Hat:
Well I see that you are very difficult. But I believe you go into RAVENCLAW