Gryffindor Slytherin Hufflepuff Ravenclaw Novels & Stories

The girl is gorgeous until she sneers at me, her eyes looking me up and down. "Watch where you are going!" She shouts in the most dramatic way possible. "And what are you wearing? If you are a student, you need to wear the color of your house. Aren't you sorted yet?" "Sorted?" I ask. Two other girls are glaring at me from behind the blonde girl, clearly her little minions. They all wear the same blue cheerleading clothes, and blondie got pointy ears—definitely Fae. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses; each one represents an element—as you can see, we all belong in the house of water. It values beauty, but beauty doesn't seem important to you since you're wearing those clothes."

Priam took a seat in the first row alone, I could see all the girls were hovering over him, while he was trying to concentrate on the speech. Professor Hyle looked at everyone, once everyone is settled she said-" Now I am going to discuss a few important rules regarding this school. I believe, that students who are freshers, would maintain and follow the rules and regulations of our school. We will divide all of you into Four house groups, each will be led by the senior students. You must obey and learn from them. At the end of the year, the house, with much proficiency, will win the "Super Wizard House Cup". Well, there are certain rules, you must follow to win this cup." The rules are:

What kept me stable. Natalie's party was going to be a blast. The teen was a Potterhead like I've never seen before. She'd showed me pictures of her room on her phone. Everything was done in Hufflepuff's black and yellow. She even had a stuffed toy badger she'd named Puffles.

"Is that a... geographic location?" Kieran burst out laughing. "Oh my god. He's serious. He doesn't know Harry Potter. Did you grow up under a rock, dude?" "I grew up in isolation," Cale said stiffly. "Elion, help him out," Mira said, sensing the awkwardness. "Team effort." "Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff," Elion said quickly. "He's not a fan of fantasy. He prefers non-fiction."

Kahlan’s POV The announcement came early that morning—every student was buzzing with anticipation before I even stepped into class. The end-of-term competition. It happened once every year, and it was the one time the entire school turned into a war zone of pride and rivalry. The four factions—witches, vampires, dragon riders, and werewolves were all fighting for the school championship. I didn’t need anyone to explain the rules to me. Each faction had to pick five representatives, and Ramsey had already made it clear that only the best would be chosen.

“You will be magically scanned and sorted based on your raw essence. You cannot lie. You cannot refuse. You cannot transfer houses.” Great. So the damn castle was going to assign me a magical Hogwarts on crack dorm based on vibes and trauma. Below the announcement were the four house entries, each with a crest, quote, and glowing bullet points. House VARGHEIM Crest: A snarling wolf’s head surrounded by crescent moons and barbed thorns Quote: “Loyal to the end. Vicious from the start.” Accepts: Shifters, battle born witches, bloodline bound heirs, monster kin

“Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?” “Gryffindor.” Dean smiled at him. “They are courageous, chivalrous and determined. Plus, holy shit, the special effects.” JD laughed and hugged her to him. “I didn’t think that Harry was your type of movie. But I guess the special effects make it your type.” “Yeah. Especially the parts that aren’t done completely CGI. I mean even then; you have your place holders. And of course, there’s a forest named after me.”

One of the seniors, Senior Severnaya Vania sat with us and explained the color coding. “The color symbolizes the four mystical creatures, green for the sirens of the ocean, brown for the dwarves of the earth, blue for the fairies of the wind, and white for the gods in the heavens. Consecutively they are the colors assigned for first years, second, third, and fourth years. Now, when the bell chimes again, everyone can stand and get their foods in the long table affront. Do you understand? Don’t make haste for the food is not scarce. ” Senior Severnaya said laughing at her last sentence. She then went back to her table and began chatting with the other fourth years.

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

I end up crossing my arms. Lennox tilts his head, eyeing me up and down. "Blanca wanted me to. She didn't think I belonged in Gryffindor." Apparently, this time he got Ravenclaw. My mom freaked out, and now she's ordering him some Ravenclaw scarves to complement the Gryffindor paraphernalia she bought him years ago. I nod. "Cool." I unbutton one of the buttons on my collar, my bowtie already undone.