Killian, The Violet’s fang wrestled with his bottom lip. Something he often did when he was nervous or lost in thought, tonight, he was both. The great hall was more fantastic than he ever could have imagined, his older sibling’s once overzealous descriptions now seemed to pale in comparison to the actual thing. A thousand candles hovered above the four long tables, and beyond them a million stars winked back at him, as if he were privy to some great secret, as if there was no ceiling at all. His attention turned back to those four tables, and he saw his brother, Phineas, The Grey, smiling back encouragingly from the Hufflepuff table. His insides uncoiled a bit and he felt some of the tension leave his shoulders. Killian’s name was called next and he shuffled forward, catching the eye of his sister, Gwendolyn, The White, surrounded by her fellow Slytherins right before a ragged and oversized hat was placed gently on his head. It slid down over his horns, flattening his ears, and came to rest on his snout, blocking out the world around him. Unlike some clans, his family was a hodgepodge of houses and he often wondered which one he would be sorted into. He wasn’t sure how long he sat beneath the hat, it may have been seconds but for Killian, it felt like an eternity, and just when he was sure he couldn’t take the anticipation any longer the hat spoke, a shrill voice echoing across the great hall. Killian, The Violet released a breath he didn’t even realize he was holding and a relieved smile stretched across his lips. A roar of cheering rose up in welcome from one of the houses, his house. .
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