Synesthesia—brewing potions · Y/n story by @isabellx

The Great Hall stretched above you, its ceiling a perfect mirror of the star-scattered sky beyond the enchanted rafters. Four long tables ran the length of the room, each one a river of black robes and flickering candlelight.

Minerva McGonagall

unrolling a scroll When I call your name, you will come forward, put on the hat, and sit on the stool to be sorted.

A blonde girl stumbled forward, nearly tripping over her robes. She sat. The hat's brim twitched.

Hat

HUFFLEPUFF!

The table on the far left erupted in polite applause. Hannah Abbott scurried over, face flushed with relief.

Minerva McGonagall

Bones, Susan.

Hat

HUFFLEPUFF!

It went on like that. A string of names, a moment of silence, then a house. Boot, Terry—Ravenclaw. Brocklehurst, Mandy—also Ravenclaw. Brown, Lavender—Gryffindor.

Minerva McGonagall

glancing at the list Y/n... surname unknown