Lille was bouncing up and down on the heels of her shoes, nervous as nervous could be. On the train and all the way up to the sorting ceremony itself, she had heard story after story of the different houses at Hogwarts, and which ones were most desirable. Her parents, of course, wanted her to be in Slytherin. Their pureblood status required that. Lille thought they all sounded like stuck up brats, though. All of the others houses were fine with her, just not Slytherin.
She stepped up the few steps in front of her, and sat upon the stool. The Sorting Hat was placed upon her head, falling down below her ears and eyes, and was relatively quiet. She did not dare to breathe, even, because of how nervous she was. Not Slytherin, please not Slytherin. She thought, listening to the hat finally musing over where she belonged.
"Right, then, for you.....RAVENCLAW!"
Lille could only breathe a sigh of relief and smile as the hat was taken off of her, and she walked over to her new house table. There was applause and congratulations all around, much of it was garbled and confusing to hear over the noise of the entire hall, but it didn't bother Lille all that much. She took a seat next to a blonde first year who had just been sorted a little before her and smiled. "Hi," was about all she could say, the nervous energy still pumping through her. "I'm Lille."