last night i was told i was not cut out to be a gryffindor.
instead, my "brother" told me i was a hufflepuff.
i was born to be a gryffindor.
it's where i belong.
it's where the hat sorted me.
i am much too sad to write a decent post
for the seven days of potter.
so i will just leave you with this:
proof that i am in fact a gryffindor.
sidenote: i will accept you no matter your house
and pinky promise not to doubt where you have been sorted.