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// Heads of the Houses 
// Story: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry 
// by Mathew_The_Raridash_Fan 
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The next day, Twilight sat in the Great Hall eating breakfast. the ceiling displayed the scene of a sunrise. The air was slightly cool, but it left no discomfort. The pancakes had an assortment of flavors, but Twilight found herself favoring the banana. 

“These are good!” Pinkie exclaimed, from beside her.

Twilight almost fell out of her seat. “Pinkie, you’re at the wrong table!” Twilight told her. 

Pinkie giggled, “Of course I’m at the wrong table, but you were lonely, and I wanted to keep you company!” 

Twilight rolled her eyes, “I’m fine, Pinkie. I wasn’t lonely.” 

Pinkie Pie said, “Oki Doki Loki!” and went back to the Hufflepuff table.

Twilight sighed and started thinking about the sorting yesterday. Those girls were being friendly. She didn’t want anyone to talk to her, but she didn’t want to tell them to go away, either. She never talked to Fluttershy, but she knew that she was going to have to. 

“Professor Discord, I do not believe that you can change a student’s house,” Twilight overheard Rarity say. It seemed like the middle of a conversation, but Twilight listened in, anyways.” 

Professor Discord sighed, “It’s a shame. Fluttershy would have made a great Slytherin.” 

Rarity chuckled and replied, “I disagree with you on that. The only Slytherin quality she has is manipulation, and she never intends on manipulating. She lacks ambition, she’s not resourceful, and she’s not cunning.” 

“I just wanted to spend some time with her,” Professor Discord admitted. “She seems like a great witch. I have one of her best friends in my house, so that’s something!” He piped.

“Fluttershy does have Transfiguration,” Rarity explained.

Professor Discord responded, “True. Very true.” He left, and Twilight returned to eating. 

Twilight didn’t trust Professor Discord. She wasn’t sure if it was because he was a Slytherin or if it was because of his name. Slytherins still had a bad reputation. Twilight had no problem with the Slytherin house, but part of her didn’t trust them. 

She looked over at Applejack and saw her talking to Professor Smith, the head of the Hufflepuff house. It was no surprise that they got along well. Applejack was Professor Smith’s granddaughter. It wasn’t too hard to figure out their relation, especially for a Ravenclaw. 

“How was your first day!” Professor Smith asked her. 

“It was great. I followed the family tradition and got sorted into Hufflepuff!” Applejack replied. 

Professor Smith chuckled, “That ain’t nothing I can’t see with my own eyes.” 

“Oh, yeah,” Applejack responded. She looked down at her yellow tie and Hufflepuff robes.

“You’ll enjoy Hogwarts,” Professor Smith promised before leaving. 

Finally, Twilight looked over at the Gryffindor table and saw Professor Will talking to Fluttershy. Fluttershy seemed to be nervous, but it seemed like Professor Will was trying to give her a confidence boost. Twilight couldn’t tell what was being said because it was on the other side of the hall. 

“It is unwise to eavesdrop on conversations,” Professor Luna commented.

Twilight was taken by surprise. “Professor Luna! How did you…”

“As a fellow Ravenclaw, I, too, am curious,” Professor Luna interrupted. “If you wish to see how your friends are, my suggestion is to ask them.” 

“They’re not my friends. They’re just people I talked to yesterday,” Twilight admitted. 

Professor Luna gave Twilight a look of disbelief. “Are you admitting that you are eavesdropping on people you do not care about?” 

Twilight’s color faded from her face. “No! I was… uh…” She tried to come up with an excuse. “I was just wanting to know how different houses were. I could study Ravenclaw easily. That doesn’t mean that I should be ignorant of the other houses.” 

“Spoken like a true Ravenclaw,” Professor Luna responded, walking away. 

Twilight knew that Professor luna knew she was lying. Ravenclaws were known for their ability to make stories. Ravenclaws weren’t exactly dishonest people, but they were great at lying. Twilight was no exception to that rule.