Aberto: A spell presumably used to open objects such as doors or windows.

"Undecided!"

That was the word that echoed through my head. I could hear gasps coming from the other students. And some of the teachers were shocked.

Undecided. My house was undecided.

Professor McGonagall took the sorting hat off my head and told me to just stand by the door over to the right. I did what I was told and stood there. I watched as people were sorted into their houses. Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin.

After everyone was sorted professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, and the guy with the purple fabric wrapped around his head, I can't remember his name. They all rushed down a small flight of stairs exchanging rushed words.

"What could the hat have meant by undecided?"

"I don't know there must be a mistake, try it again"

They told me to sit down as they placed the hat on my head once again. He moved a bit, it felt as if he was looking down at me, well trying to at least.

"Ah the tricky one. Yes, yes. Where would you do great? In Gryffindor like you mother and brother? Or Ravenclaw like your father? Hmm very tricky."

We all anticipated his answer. The room was tense. I was slightly scared, what if he places me in a house but everyone hates me... I don't have very many fears but being unliked is one of the very few fears that I have.

"Let's put you some where new. Slytherin!"

I breathed a sigh of relief, I was able to eat. I just hope people like me, or just leave me alone.

They sent me on my way back to the great hall. Everyone had gone to their common rooms so I just took some food and munched on it as I made my way to the picture.

"Pure-blood"

The door opened and I entered. The common room was fairly empty, not a lot of people there, I assumed that they were all in there rooms.

I made my way up the stairs looking for the room with my stuff in it. Then I noticed my owl, Renver, he was a black owl with the odd white feather here and there. I walked into the room and sat in my bed. I noticed that I was the only one in the room, I guess because it took so long for me to know my house they just paired people up, and I ended up being the odd one out, oh well.

I sat up slowly and took Renver's cage in my lap and opened it so that he could spread his wings a little. As I opened the cage he stepped out cautiously his head turning left and right. I held out my finger for him to perch on. He was a beautiful looking owl, his big vibrant yellow eyes, the soft feathers. Just everything about him.

He sat on my finger perched for a bit before he decided to fly to the window sill. 

I miss my family, I miss the endless banter and teasing from me and my brother, the 'I love you's' that my family would say to me everyday, and the smiles that I would see. A tear had escaped my eye causing me to, on reflex, wipe it anyway.

I stood up from my bed and walked over to the desk that sat in the corner of the room and took some paper from what was already there. I took my quill in hand and dipped it in the ink. Pressing it lightly to the paper and moving my hand.

"Renver"

I could here flapping from behind me and I turned around and handed Renver the piece of parchment which he took in his claws.

"You know where to go"

And with that he flew off through the window.

I had decided to write a letter to my family, thinking that it would make me feel a little better about all of this, and it did.