fic n° 085

  • 57 words,
  • Harry Potter, Dumbledore, McGonagall
  • gen, crack
  • Written for Three-Sentence Ficathon. Prompt: harry potter, any, what if the sorting hat was destroyed/abducted/not there anymore.
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With the Hat out of action, Albus has to improvise.

Albus Dumbledore rounded on the child, who sat on the stool looking petrified (it was, after all, the famous Albus Dumbledore), and bellowed, “What … is your favourite colour?”

“Um …” said the child, “blue?”

“RAVENCLAW!” Dumbledore roared, and amid a smattering of bemused applause, Minerva McGonagall muttered, “There’s got to be a better way of doing this, Albus.”

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n° 1 (archived from dreamwidth.org)

2021-02-27

Omg 😂😂😂 What an idea

n° 2 (archived from archiveofourown.org)

2021-02-28

lol amazing

n° 3 (archived from archiveofourown.org)

2021-05-04

What do they do when the answer is purple though? Hahahaha. This is hilarious, though, in part because it targets how silly and arbitrary the sorting is to begin with!