Chapter 144 : Sorting Twins
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Together, they formed the perfect team. Padma being the smart and toughtful one and Parvati being the bold and charming one. They were both charming but Parvati had a way with people that Padma could only dream of having. Her more reserved and reflected personality made it appear as if Padma was in her sister’s shadow when really, she was usually the brains behind the plans Parvati was putting in action. Both girls were confortable and happy in their roles and couldn’t wait to get to Hogwarts where they would definitly dominate over the rest of the students.
The train ride had been fun and the girls had talked excitedly about what awaited them over there. Two other girls had joined them during the trip; Sally-Anne Perks and Lisa Turpin who were both lovely muggle-born girls. The Patil sisters told the other ones all they knew about Hogwarts and although they got along fine, neither Padma or Parvati felt the need to push this meeting further and develop friendship with the two others.
The closer they got to Hogwarts, the more anxious Padma and Parvati became. They were not nearly as nervous as the rest of the first years though because unlike the rest of the students, they knew that no matter where they were Sorted, they would stay together. When they walked into the Great Hall, their breath were taken away by the beautiful sight. Padma grabbed her sister’s hand when a sudden wave of anxiety went through her and Parvati turned around to smile at her in a comforting way. Padma shook her head slightly discouraged; it seemed nothing could shake Parvati’s confidence.
When their turn came, Padma was called first. The hat noticed at once her intelligence and her thirst for knowledge. Without even taking into account her fear of being separated from her sister, the hat decided to send her to Ravenclaw. Padma smiled widely at the sound of that word and jumped off the stool, happily making her way to the shouting table. Padma sat rapidly and turned her attention back to the sorting where her sister’s name had just been called. She only had time to meet Parvati’s eyes before the hat covered her face.
The hat instantly took notice of Parvati’s confusion. Her sister had gone to Ravenclaw? That couldn’t be right; they had to stay together and Parvati didn’t consider herself worthy of that house. The hat gave a laugh at this thought and murmured to the little girl that she was wrong. She could be worthy of being a Ravenclaw but she wouldn’t be happy there; it was her confidence and bravery that dominate her personality, she was a born Gryffindor. The last word resonated trough the Great Hall and Parvati smiled despite herself; Gryffindor was, afterall, the house she wanted to be in. Under the applauses, she made her way to the Gryffindor table and sat down, locking eyes with her concerned sister across the hall. The message between the two was clear: they would sort this out when the Sorting ceremony was over. Slowly, the tables filled themselves with new students as the group of first year was dispatched. When the last boy was Sorted into Slytherin, the Headmaster said a few original words before opening the banquet. Parvati and Padma didn’t care for the food that appeared and got up at the same tiem, running to each other and meeting in front of the Hufflepuff table.
“What happened?” they both asked at the same time.
“We need to change this, to be together,” Padma said with tears in her eyes.
“Maybe the Headmaster can do something so you can join me in Gryffindor,” Parvati said, confidently. She was looking over the teachers’ table and went to pull her sister toward the Headmaster’s chair but Padma stayed still.
“No,” she frowned, “it’s you that needs to join me in Ravenclaw.”
Parvati stoped trying to pull her sister and turned around to face her, the same look of concern now etched on her face. They looked at each other for a couple seconds before Parvati sighed and gave a small smile at her sister.
“Looks like the Sorting hat was right, we both are where we should be,” she calmly declared.
“Looks that way,” Padma admitted although it did not confort her much, “but we are not together and I want to be with you.”
“So do I,” Parvati fervently agreed, “but I think we have to keep the hat’s decision and, hey, we’ll see each other all the time anyway. We’ll have classes together and we can have every meal together too.”
“Yes, maybe you’re right,” Padma nodded reluctantly, “how about we meet in the Entrance Hall at 7 o’clock tomorow morning and sit together for breakfast?”
“Sounds like a good plan,” Parvati smiled.
The two girls hugged each other and wished themselves a good night. Then, for the first time in their short lives, Padma and Parvati Patil turned their backs to the other and went back to sit with their respective table. For the first time as well, both girls wished that they would find friends in their Houses; best friends that would help fill the void this separation was creating.
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