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Sera Tilton
((You know, it's almost tradition for me to write little notes at the top of these things... Anyway. Apologies in advance - I clearly wrote her to be a prefect and a quidditch player, assuming that the spots would still be free when she's done and accepted. If they aren't, apologies! It seemed to fit her character.))
OOC
Name: Lyssa
Contacts: EzInbox
Age: 17
Code: Rita Skeeter Illegal Animagus
IC:
Full Name: Sera Marie Tilton
Nickname(s): N/A
DOB: October 22, 1990
Year: Seventh
Blood: Muggle Born
House Preference: Gryffindor
Why: Sera’s apparently competitive nature would have most people place her in Slytherin; her hard work often makes people think of Hufflepuff. However, she is brave, in her own sense, and wouldn’t ever do anything that she considers immoral, ruling Slytherin out. This same sense of morality ruled out Hufflepuff, not because Hufflepuffs are immoral but rather because her morality drives her. She isn’t afraid to take risks, especially to do as well as she would like.
Physical Appearance:
At a willowy 5’7’’, Sera clearly inherited both of her parent’s height, and strongly takes after her mother, much to her slight chagrin. She does consider her mother to be good looking, but has never been on the best of terms with the woman and is quite sick of hearing, “Oh, you’re Julia’s daughter, aren’t you?” from every person she meets who has also met her mother. She has long arms and legs which caused her plenty of grief when she was younger – she was quite the klutz, to say the least. She has grown out of that stage, now, and has actually become rather graceful. Her movements always seem to be very controlled, as though she knows where her arms and legs are all of the time. She does, in all honesty; she is very self aware now that she’s finished growing, much to her relief. She doesn’t move more than she needs to, and often sits through entire classes without moving except to take notes. Unlike some people, she doesn’t jiggle her knee or tap her fingers when she’s bored, but rather she lets herself doze; as a result, the only way to tell when she’s bored is when her eyes lose focus. Her fingers are long and thin, and she keeps her nails trimmed and unpolished, and always clean. She’s a bit of a neat freak, so dislikes having dirty hands unless there’s nothing that can be done about them, like when she’s doing herbology or playing quidditch. She doesn’t wear any jewelry, as it interferes with her writing and she has the tendency to lose things like rings and bracelets, and only wears a plain watch on her left wrist. Without her watch Sera feels lost, so the only time she isn’t wearing her watch is when she’s showering or when she’s sleeping.
Sera inherited her father’s elongated face, an oval shape that is borderline triangular, her mother’s influence. Her cheekbones are unobtrusive and her cheeks thin down into her slightly square chin. Pouty lips hide straight white teeth unless she’s smiling; if that is the case they part hesitantly, but very genuinely. It is clear when Sera’s genuinely happy, as when she isn’t happy she doesn’t show teeth in her smile, nor does it reach her eyes. Her teeth are straight only from several years of braces, but now that they’re off she’s glad that she put up with them, and the following retainer, for as long as she did. Her nose is small and upturned; it used to be ‘button-sized’, but either she grew into it or it grew into her, one of the two. Either way, it is very small and her least favorite feature; most people complain about having noses too large, but she honestly thinks that hers is too small. Her eyes are a dark, cloudy blue, making it difficult to tell when she’s focused and when she isn’t – she always looks a little dreamy, even when she’s concentrating with every fibre of her being. They reflect her thoughts and emotions clearly in their murky depths, making her a horrible liar; that is part of the reason she doesn’t lie very often. They are heavily lashed, which only serves to draw more attention to them. Above them arch two thin eyebrows, a darker shade of blonde than her hair – they almost appear to be brown. Her forehead is long, but she’s given up completely on bangs and has decided that people are too focused on her tiny nose anyway.
Sera’s hair is completely her mother’s. A wheat blonde, it is kind of dull and dead looking in her opinion and she has tried to ‘spice it up’ using lighter blonde highlights, though those are mostly grown out now and didn’t look particularily good anyway. Recently the seventh year has let it grow out, though in the past she used to have it cropped just above the shoulders. Now it reaches the middle of her back when it is loose, though she rarely lets it hang down; instead she pulls it back in a tight pony tail or, if she’s feeling a little impish, into some braided pig tails. The latter hairstyle is something she doesn’t do often, mostly due to the fact that it makes her look younger than she really is, but it isn’t so uncommon that no one has seen her wearing it that way. Aside from her hair, she doesn’t do much by way of make up – some lip gloss and some eye shadow, and she’s good to go. Sera always preferred the natural look anyway. She has a pale complexion to go with her blonde hair, and burns like there’s no tomorrow when exposed to direct sunlight for more than half an hour. Fortunately, she does not have many freckles and has finally gotten past the uncomfortable blemish stage, so aside from the occasional pimple here and there, she has a relatively clear face.
It is very rare to find the Gryffindor girl out of uniform; she feels that as a prefect, she should set an example, and wears her uniform most school days. It’s usually very neat, though not so much that she looks as though she has just woken up all day. She does her best to keep tidy, though, and her efforts usually pay off; her robes are done up properly, her tie tied, etc. Out of uniform, she favors a comfortable style; jeans, sweaters, fashionable shirts, etc. She does like to look good, because it makes her feel good, and dresses accordingly.
Personality:
At first glance, many people are surprised to find Sera Tilton in the Gryffindor House, mostly due to her incredibly competitive nature. It appears to most people that she has a strong desire to win, no matter what, and that she is willing to go to almost any length to come out on top. However, this isn’t actually the case. Sera is, without a doubt, an overachiever, and works very hard to at least meet her standards, if not surpass them. Her standards are a great deal higher than most people would expect, and as a result it tends to come across that she’s trying to beat other people rather than meet her own standards. Since most people can’t read minds, and she doesn’t run around telling everyone that she needs to get such-and-such a grade in order to pass her class with the mark she wants. She would rather let people think that she’s competitive, since that’s close enough to the truth to work; she does like coming out on top, after all. Who doesn’t? However, her need to come out on top isn’t as all consuming as her high standards for herself, and she – unlike most Slytherin students – wouldn’t ever do anything that she considered to be wrong in order to win, or meet her standards.
Sera’s competitive nature leads her to not only do well in school, but also appear more intelligent than she really is. She works very hard to maintain her high grades, and while not stupid, isn’t any smarter than an average student. She is, however, very dedicated; she learned from a young age that doing well in something meant doing a great deal of hard work. It was mostly her parent’s doing. They instilled strong study habits in their daughter as soon as she started grade school, and habits were hard to break. She was used to doing at least an hour of homework a night by the time she arrived at Hogwarts, even when she didn’t have homework that was assigned in class. She has no problems creating work for herself, which can sometimes prove to be a hindrance; if she even thinks something could possibly need to be done, she’ll do it, even if people tell her to wait or not act right away. Not acting right away is something Sera’s incapable of – if she sees something that needs to be fixed or changed, she does it. This has the tendency to get her in trouble, as sometimes things are either supposed to be “wrong” (or they are right, but not to her) or it wasn’t her place to correct them. As a prefect, however, she has been charged with fixing things – or rather, getting people in trouble for breaking the rules – and has finally figured out where her opinion is wanted and where it isn’t.
Sera’s overachieving nature made quidditch an obvious activity for her to participate in. She was completely fascinated by the sport as soon as she saw her first match (Slytherin vs. Hufflepuff) and decided after her first flying lesson that she was going to play the sport as soon as she could possibly make the Gryffindor team. She was a fair flyer, but she knew that she needed to be more than ‘fair’ and set about practicing as soon as she could get her hands on a decent broom. This hard work is typical of Sera – and hard work it was. She’ll brave both literal and figurative snow, sleet, rain, and hail in order to get better at something she thinks she needs to get better at, making her almost stubborn. This aspect of her personality nearly got her placed in Hufflepuff, but she managed to talk the Hat out of that – or rather, the Hat decided that she wasn’t quite suited for the House, and let her think that she had talked it around.
Sera is, unquestionably, brave and just, though not loud and obnoxious about it. She is a fairly reserved girl, but one does not have to stand out a great deal to be brave. She will stand up for what she believes in, for what she believes is right, until the end, no matter what obstacles she may face. Of course, it’s not as though she ends up in dangerous situations every day (or very often, really, unless you count bludgers during quidditch), but it’s the thought that counts. Besides, it’s just as hard to face friends as it is to face something like a dragon, if not more so (the dragon won’t hate you after you take it down, after all) and she occasionally finds herself doing that more often than not. She doesn’t care what her friends think, most of the time, and says things that she probably shouldn’t that often land her on people’s bad sides. This might not be bravery, really, but rather stubbornness, but the end result is the same: Sera ends up in trouble because she won’t back down when she probably should.
There is very little that Sera is actually scared of, but the one thing that absolutely terrifies her is water. After nearly drowning when she was younger, she is unable to force herself to get back into the water. She doesn’t mind rain, and can handle being near water, but getting her to go into anything deeper than her waist is nearly impossible. She showers instead of taking a bath, and refuses to go swimming no matter how many people bother her and reassure her that she’ll be fine. She can handle the dark, spiders, dead things, and all the rest, but get her into a pond and she is quickly reduced to a gibbering idiot. She keeps her fear low key, however, as she is embarrassed to admit it, especially after being placed in Gryffindor. It just doesn’t fit her idea of a Gryffindor student, so she does her best to ignore it.
The one thing that prevented Sera from being placed in any other House was her sense of right and wrong. She has a strong sense of morality, and will not take her need to do well so far that she does something she considers to be wrong, unlike someone of the Slytherin House. She wouldn’t ever do anything that she knows would hurt someone else, and when she does something that would hurt someone unintentionally, she feels terrible. In her younger years she had no problems breaking a small rule here and there, as long as someone didn’t get hurt in the process. Now that she’s a prefect, however, she feels guilty for even toeing the line, so tends to avoid situations where she can find herself between a rock and a hard place – or rather, between what she wants to do and what the rules say she should do.
Sera’s temper is laughable – she doesn’t really have one. Very little gets Sera truly angry, and when she is angry, no one knows. She simply goes silent and doesn’t say anything to anyone, including the person she is angry at. Once she calms down a bit she returns to normal, but that can take anywhere up to an hour or so for most people, and a week or so for the person who made her angry. And, what’s worse, is that Sera could easily hold a grudge to the grave, and beyond. It’s hard to get on her bad side, but once you are there, you’re stuck there permanently. She is touchy about certain subjects: her muggle heritage, which she quickly found out was less than desirable in the opinions of many purebloods, her mother, quidditch, and her grades. Consistently push her on any of these subjects and she’s bound to snap – it takes a great deal, of course, to cause her to snap, but it’s been known to happen before. Slow to anger and even slower to cool, Sera is definitely someone you don’t want to make angry.
Sera is a relatively quiet young woman. She isn’t the type of person to draw a large amount of attention to herself, though it isn’t because she’s uncomfortable in front of crowds. Rather, she likes to let others have the spotlight or take the credit; it doesn’t really matter that much to her. She does as well as she does for herself, after all. She doesn’t make friends easily, due to her quiet tendencies and drive to do well (which takes up a lot of time), but the friends she meets she is close to. Just like with grudges, Sera makes and keeps friends for life; it takes a great deal to stop being her friend, and she can only recall one person she went from being friends with to simply not being friends with, barring things such as switching schools and growing apart. She expects her friends to go to the same lengths as she would go for them, and as with everything, she expects a lot of herself in friendship. That is part of the reason she makes very few friends – because she knows that most people don’t live up to the standards she keeps for herself.
History:
It was almost like a scene from an overly sappy romance movie.
Julia Doughtry, the daughter of a rich businessman, was in need of a tutor for her fourth year financing course. She met a young man in the cafeteria, and they hit it right off over their accounting textbooks. Soon, she and Garrett were announcing their betrothal, despite her father’s disapproval of young Tilton’s background – he was in university solely on scholarships, government funding, and his own money due to his own parent’s inability to pay for even their own house. They ignored their parent’s misgivings and got married two years to the day after they met – September 14, 1988. Very soon they were settled down in London, Garrett a junior financial consultant in the Doughtry firm and Julia teaching mathematics at a local elementary school. She was always fond of children, and longed to have her own someday – a very distant someday, as she had her entire life ahead of her. However, when she found out that she was pregnant just over a year and a half into her marriage, she was far from unhappy. In fact, both she and Garrett announced it to the world, overjoyed to be having a little child of their own to raise and care for.
Sera Marie was born on October 22, 1990 in her parent’s home with the help of a midwife – her mother was trying a new ‘thing’, as she did many times throughout her life. Baby Sera was spoiled right from the start, despite the subtle warnings that her parents received from their friends. Garrett saw no reason not to dote on his first child, and Julia was just used to spending more than necessary on herself and people she cared for. The result of was a bit of a brat; she wailed when she didn’t get something that she wanted, begged for treats and toys, and was overall an annoying child. It didn’t take Julia long to figure out what exactly was the matter, and by the time Sera was three she was slowly being weaned off of the pampering she’d received in her first few years of life. The birth of her little sister, Anna, helped matters, as it gave her father someone else to spoil as well.
The birth of Anna marked a major turning point in Sera’s life, though the little girl didn’t really realize it. Once her parents had a second child to focus on, she had to quickly realize that she wasn’t the center of their universe any longer. Once she did figure that out she set about trying to win back their attention, and only marginally succeeded in her opinion; she couldn’t understand what was more exciting about a floppy baby that couldn’t do more than cry and poo, and eventually transferred her annoyance to her sister. The two didn’t get along, even from a young age, mostly due to Sera’s jealousy. The stage wore off, most certainly, but the sisters do not get along, even to this day – the jealousy is reversed, in reality, as Anna wants nothing more than to be a witch.
By the time Sera reached primary school, she was no longer such a spoiled brat, though some hints of the toddler still remained. She quickly found out that school was not as bad as she’d been expecting, but it took her a couple of years to figure out that just because it wasn’t hard didn’t mean that she could slack off and not actually do anything. After several bad report cards her mother sat her down for the first of many ‘little talks’, the foundations for the resentment between mother and daughter. A homework regime was set out, and Sera was expected to do homework every night, even when she didn’t have any assigned from class. Workbooks were bought, math questions written, and all sorts of little learning tools soon littered the young girl’s bedroom. While her friends were all playing with Barbie dolls, Sera was busy trying to figure out what 4 + 8 were, and resenting it the entire time.
It wasn’t fair!
Very soon, however, her marks improved and she settled into the routine, until she couldn’t remember a time when she hadn’t been doing homework for an hour or so after school. In the meantime, Anna was set to the same routine and it was expected that her third sister, Rebecca, would too. In an effort to create well rounded, socialized children, Julia also registered her children in everything from football to piano lessons to little playgroups within the neighborhood. Some things went better than others – Sera quickly turned out to be a bit of an athlete and excelled on sports teams, while Anna was the quiet creative girl who hated doing anything that involved other people or running. By the time she was eight, Sera was involved in swimming lessons and on the local football team, as well as attempting to learn the piano – she quit that when she went to Hogwarts, when she was finally starting to get halfway decent. She got very good at both swimming and playing football, but that changed several weeks before she turned nine.
Sera and her family took a trip down to the local pool, for fun, and after a half hour or so of splashing the two girls decided to have a bit of a race. They were both accomplished enough swimmers that their parents didn’t feel the need to watch them all of the time, and they were busy with Rebecca in the shallow end; at that point, Becca was all of four years old, so they weren’t willing to leave her alone yet. Garrett was keeping an eye on the girls, of course, since Anna was only six, but he had turned away for a few seconds and something hit Sera’s head. She didn’t remember much of what happened after that, except that she woke up a few minutes later coughing up what felt like half of the swimming pool under the care of one of the lifeguards and her very worried parents. After that, Sera was too afraid to get back into the swimming pool and no amount of wheedling could get her even to dip her foot into the shallow end.
After her near-drowning experience, things changed, both in Sera and between herself and her sister. Their competition, which had gotten rather fierce at times, had died down quite a bit and they began to get along better. At the same time, Sera and her mother began to fight more and more, over little things – strange things that kept happening. Sera wouldn’t want to wear something and it would magically disappear and turn up four sizes too small, or she would somehow end up where she wanted to be, with no recollection of how she actually got there. She seemed to have developed unnaturally lucky tendencies, too; when a glass of juice fell over on the table while she and her siblings were doing homework, it would get everywhere except on what she was working on. At first, these little things were dismissed, but soon Julia found herself watching her eldest daughter closely to see if it was just their imagination that something was different. Sera also became a bit more of a daredevil, except when it came to water; she never badly hurt herself, and didn’t see any reason not to push herself to her limits. She already did that, as she wanted to be better than her mother thought she could be, and pushing herself to her limits meant taking risks. That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, and she ignored her mother’s warnings and went ahead and did stupid things – that was what being young was about anyway.
Life continued on as normal for the next few years; nothing especially exciting happened, which was alright by Sera. She could create her own excitement with her friends from school, and that excitement didn’t involve anyone dying or getting hurt so it was alright by her. However, things dramatically changed the summer after she turned eleven: she got her letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At first her mother thought it was a big joke, and discarded the letter without even showing it to Sera. The girl found it in the trash when she was throwing something else out, however, and confronted her mother on the matter. That was the major breaking point between the two of them – Sera didn’t understand why her mother hadn’t even mentioned it, and Julia didn’t understand why Sera cared so much. Neither of them could see eye to eye, however, and when the second letter arrived the family decided that it wasn’t a joke. Garrett insisted on checking things out, and after a conversation with the wizard who’d delivered it, he decided that it wouldn’t hurt their daughter to send her to the school. Even if it did turn out to be a hoax (and he was convinced it wasn’t, since the wizard had turned the family dog into a chair and back again), it couldn’t really hurt Sera. She was a bright girl, and could easily make up a year in school, he thought.
Hogwarts didn’t turn out to be a hoax, however, but instead turned out to be the best thing that had ever happened to Sera. She arrived at the school nervous and excited, especially since she was quite convinced she’d be the stupidest one in her year. Surely the rest of the school was made up of people who had at least one wizarding parent, she thought, but was quickly proven wrong – in fact, by the time the train ride was over, she had realized that she was perfectly capable of being a witch if she wanted to be one. She was sorted into Gryffindor after much waffling on the part of the Sorting Hat, and settled into her new House quickly; her peers were like her family, only better, because they all understood her. Her mother, on the other hand… The letters exchanged between the two of them were cold at best, and Sera gave up on being polite by the end of her first year. It was during this year that she discovered quidditch after watching the first match of the term, and instantly decided that she wanted to play the sport, no matter what anyone said. She practiced flying on the first broom she could get her hands on, and things only went up – pun intended – from there.
Her second year was just as eventful as her first, which was to say that things didn’t change much. Her classes got harder and she began putting in more long hours in the library, making it incredibly difficult for her to make friends with people who were in her House. She had no problems meeting Ravenclaw students, though didn’t like spending time with them since they made her feel stupid, but when it came to actually getting close to anyone in Gryffindor… She had difficulties, to say the least. Sera still hadn’t balanced schoolwork and friends, and only made things worse by retreating into herself and spending all her free time flying instead of in the common room meeting people. Her mother didn’t make things any better, either, as she seemed to have completely given up on reasoning with her daughter. For a while, they simply stopped communicating, and all of Sera’s letters came from her sisters and her father. She didn’t mind so much, at least at first, but by the end of the term she was missing her mother dearly, and was relieved when it finally ended because then she could at least see her mother.
The relief was short lived, however. The summer between her second and third year was painfully long, to say the least; hormones combined with an already tentative relationship made it nearly impossible for Julia and Sera to remain in the same room with each other for very long. When September 1 finally rolled around there was nothing but relief felt on both sides, and Sera boarded the train to Hogwarts with a light heart and a signed Hogsmeade form in hand. She had vowed to make some friends in the coming year, and set about talking to as many people as she could, a difficult task for the relatively reserved Gryffindor student. She marginally succeeded, however, in at least making herself known, and finally figured out that in order to do well she didn’t have to spend hours in the library – just an hour or so. She didn’t make the Gryffindor quidditch team, much to her disappointment, and set her sights higher than alternate, which was what she'd been heading for before. She decided that in her fourth year, she would make Chaser, no matter what. Her grades improved the less she spoke with her mother, and for nearly the entire year the two did not communicate. There was one letter on her birthday and one letter at Christmas (since she stayed at Hogwarts that year) and aside from that, all was silent from her mother. She received news from her siblings and her father, and that was more than good enough in her opinion.
The summer flew by in a flash and at the start of her fourth year Sera’s hours of hard work paid off – she made the Gryffindor team, if just barely. She was inordinately proud of herself, but didn’t let herself slip in anyway – if anything, she worked even harder, so as to keep her place and not let her team down. As a result, her grades slipped, breaking the barrier of silence that had reigned for the previous two terms. Her mother cracked down on her, saying flat out that if Sera wanted to continue to attend Hogwarts, her grades would stay high, no matter how involved she was with ‘kwid-itch’. She was completely horrified with even the thought of losing her place at school, and was forced to nearly annihilate her social life in order to keep up with what she wanted and with her mother’s demands. She was just glad that she didn’t have to worry about OWLs yet, though she was assuming that her mother’s demands would only last for her fourth year.
Oh, how wrong she was. Julia expected her daughter to keep up her good grades in her fifth year and what was worse was that she and Anna had a bit of a falling out; Anna didn’t understand why Sera was a witch and she wasn’t, and she’d come across some of Sera’s old school books early in the year. Witchcraft looked so exciting, and she didn’t think it was fair that Sera got to do all the fun stuff and she got stuck in her plain old boring muggle school. She partially blamed it on Sera, in her regular illogical jealousy, and with the combined pressures from home Sera’s grades dropped briefly before she pulled them up. She was one of the first students who needed the calming draft as the term progressed, and it quickly became apparent that Sera wasn’t one to handle stress in great quantities well. She did fine on the quidditch pitch, but when it came to school and family… She had issues. Even so, she managed to do better than she’d expected on her OWLs, and realized when she got to her sixth year that she needed to pick a direction in life.
Most of the summer between her fifth and sixth year was sent pondering what she was going to do after she’d graduated, and when she arrived back at Hogwarts she had a faint direction in mind. She had always been good at spells, and had no problems taking risks, and was thus tempted to head into curse breaking or something exciting like that. She didn’t like to sit still for an extended period of time, after all, and she thought that there weren’t enough of them in the world anyway. It wasn’t like she couldn’t change her mind… But even so, as the year progressed she became quite determined to head in that direction. Her mother went silent again, and Anna got over her jealous fit, at least enough for the sisters to communicate on a regular basis in a friendly manner. Life settled down, and she was glad – it was hard enough to deal with silent spells and challenging coursework, let alone with family and friend issues. She finished her sixth year with marks close to those of her OWLs, and faces her seventh year with bittersweet feelings. She is glad to be graduating, but at the same time unhappy – Hogwarts has become her home over the past seven years, and she isn’t sure she’s ready to leave yet.
RP Sample:
“Tilton, Sera!”
Oh my… Sera thought to herself as she glanced around nervously, as though there was another ‘Tilton, Sera’ in the room, and then gulped softly. She could do this; she wasn’t going to trip up the stairs and make a fool of herself, nor was she going to do something stupid. She could swear, though, that the entire hall could hear her heart beating in her chest, and by the time she took a seat on the stool her legs felt like water and her stomach felt like it was in her throat. She wasn’t quite sure what was going to happen – was the hat going to ask her some questions, or was it just going to roll some dice and place her in a House that way? The song hadn’t really explained the entire sorting thing, and none of the other first years she’d met on the train had offered any sort of explanation. So here she was, sitting on the stool and waiting for something, anything to happen.
”Nervous, I see,” She twitched when the voice spoke in her head, and blinked. Was that the…? ”The Hat, dear girl? Yes indeed. Clever, but no… Not Ravenclaw material.” She felt as though something was rifling around in her head, and she couldn’t help but feel a bit uncomfortable. She nearly scowled, but didn’t think the Hat had eyes, so stopped herself just in time. Maybe it could tell what she was thinking and would stop digging where it didn’t belong. ”That’s my job, young Miss Tilton. Now let me do it so that you can go eat something before you pass out.” There was silence for a few moments, while Sera processed what the Hat had said and the Hat tried to figure out exactly where she belonged. She felt as though she’d been up on the stool for ages, where in reality it had maybe been ten seconds… Maybe. If that.
”I can see you’re a hard worker, for sure… Hufflepuff, perhaps? And loyal, too… But no, you desire to do well, which might make you a Slytherin.” Her gaze drifted to the two tables in question – the students with yellow and the students with green. Hmm. If they were placing them based on colour, Sera would have had to say green – yellow looked horrible on her. It was an incredibly shallow thing to think, but at the current moment it was the only thing that came to mind; she did, after all, have a bloody hat sitting on her head. The Hat chuckled in the back of her mind and she frowned a bit, wishing that it would hurry up. It wasn’t like she was an incredibly complicated person; she didn’t think so, in any case. She was just Sera, and at that moment, she was hungry. ”Fine then, I’m hurrying. You’re too driven to be placed in Hufflepuff, you desire to do your best… Almost competitive, I should say, ambitious.” Well, this wasn’t helpful. ”But you’re brave, too, and like to do the right thing.” Whatever that was supposed to mean. ”Hum. Well, in that case, it should be-“
“Gryffindor!” Sera blinked; it’d talked about that House the least, she thought, though it hadn’t talked about Ravenclaw that much either. But whatever; the Hat probably knew what it was doing, assuming it’d sorted every single student sitting in the hall at that moment. Taking it off of her head, Sera jumped down from the stool and hurried to take her seat, more concerned with her stomach than with the Sorting that had just taken place.
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