I didn't really think of getting sorted into a house for a long time. Actually, I hadn't been much of a Potterhead though I had read the books and seen the movies. And something changed after I got swooped into the fanfiction universe this summer. Not only that it made me long for the HP vibe and universe (as a child I refused reading HP or even hearing about it because everyone was just so ecstatic with it; I just wanted no part in that mania; too bad now because here I am years later grown up and dwelling on a universe I refused as a child, grudgingly accepted later out of curiosity when the hype died down and felt like an independent little woman choosing to read the books on my own accord, partly because my mum insisted on me trying to read them and I just didn't want to do something she would tell me, yea I was a complete mull-head), it made me see so much more to this world that the mostly unidirectional POV biased you to think.

As a child there was not much thinking put into sorting (actually I never even thought of me in a Hogwarts house until recently, which is strange as I might be one of the oddest children because of that). But if i were to think about then I presume I would have said Gryffindor since I have read the books when I was almost as young as the protagonists. I related to Harry, Ron and Hermione and liked the other important side-chars so why would I think of the other houses now?(I totally blame it on my lack of thought on the matter and lack of information of dynamics of the other houses). True, I was also acting as a Gryffindor(I had almost been hot-headed and as a child at least brave to the point of recklessness, not putting much thought into things, thrill-seeking, easily bored, on the run, prone to mischief, you get the idea). At the same time I can amusingly admit I was a mini-Hermione, though not completely like her (as we cannot be the real image of an imaginary being), but had all the stuck up air going on, rules-follower(until the rules were against what I wanted then sod em'), know-it-all attitude to the point, almost with weird facts, informations or ideas on my sleeve blowing people's heads. Then how did I change my vision so much that I am proudly affirming that I am a Slytherin?

It all started with my curiosity(I am very curious) and made a Pottermore account. And ta-da-daa, I was put with the snakes. Now I wasn't heart-broken, but disappointed since I was aiming for Ravenclaw (already you can see the change in values as I no longer thought of myself as a Gryff). I could easily go for a Ravenclaw as I had all the pack: I love books more than anything and you have to dig me out of them, I love knowledge and I like to know as much as I can of anything to soothe my curiosity; I have vivid imagination loosing myself in stories and day-dreaming, eccentric, non-conformist. All this sounded so different from my old daring self and so liek the values of Ravenclaw, yet I was put in the house of cunning and ambition.