So today, I am here to talk about a very serious subject – My Hogwarts house of course!
I joke, but this is genuinely something I have struggled with my whole life! Okay, (*takes a deep breath*) here goes – when I first read the Harry Potter series I was 7 or 8 years old, so I wanted to be a Gryffindor, obviously, what kid doesn’t? The house with THE Hermione Granger in? Sign me up!
As I got older however, I started to realise that I really wouldn’t fit in Gryffindor. It just wasn’t for me. So that made me ask myself - what house did I belong in? Well I loved school and learning, so perhaps Ravenclaw? I considered myself of relative intelligence, but wasn’t sure I was smart enough for the house of wit and learning. So that left Slytherin and Huffepuff.
At this point I would like to point out that I had taken a million of those quizzes you can find online that supposedly tell you which house you’re supposed to be, and I usually got Ravenclaw. On the odd occasion I got Hufflepuff. I would also like to note that they usually give you 4 options and it so damn easy to pick the one that correlates to whichever house you want.
I am not going to lie, I really didn’t like the idea of being in Slytherin. There are certain stigmas that come with that house, plus I would not consider myself especially cunning or ambitious. Hufflepuff, however, I could get on board with! Loyal, patient, hard working? Sounded like me. But I still wasn’t sure, so I always said I was a Ravenpuff. It made sense. However, I always avoided buying merch relating to any house, not even Gryffindor.
For years I was torn, and never committed to a house. Still sure that Slytherin was not for me. It didn’t help that I took the quiz a second time and got Ravenclaw… Anyway… I slowly came to terms with it though, determined to not let it affect me. In that time I did get rid of all prejudices though, I realised that just because most of ‘evil’ character in the series were in Slytherin does not mean that all Sytherins are bad.
So though I wouldn’t say I embraced my sorting, I had somewhat accepted it. Then earlier this year, my life changed. Pottermore was revamped and there was a new Sorting Hat quiz! I had to take it. I was even more nervous than the first time. This was truly going to cement which house I was in. I GOT HUFFLEPUFF! I was so happy!! I wasn’t in Slytherin! Being a bit older, Hufflepuff made complete sense to me. The house embodies everything I inspire to be, loyal, kind, hard-working, patient.
So here I am now, a proud Hufflepuff. I know what people say about Hufflepuffs, okay, but I don’t care, I think it’s a wonderful house. Also, I love yellow, so what can be bad about that?
So the moral of this story is, don’t judge someone on their house, especially Slytherins.