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I'm sorry it took so long! I haven't written this ahead of time, and I didn't have much time this week to actually sit down and write. Hopefully, things won't go as slowly. My job is completely unpredictable though, so if I'm slow, please don't hate me!!! (Besides, isn't a little suspense a good thing? Yeah, I don't think so either...)
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Without further ado....
The next party we go to is for Hufflepuff. At Hufflepuff, the walk is quiet. No clapping, no singing, no chanting. After the excitement and energy of Gryffindor, I think to myself that there must be something wrong with Hufflepuff.
The door to the party opens, and I see the same thing – a line of girls. One girl grabs me as I walk in. I have absolutely no idea who she is, and I realize almost immediately that I don’t even remotely recognize anyone in this room. My mind by this point has already scratched Hufflepuff off the list.
I plaster on a smile and start talking to my escort. She turns out to be a really nice girl, and as I am introduced to other girls in Hufflepuff, my feeling start to completely change. This group has everything I’m looking for – girls who aren’t dressed to the nines, fat girls, skinny girls, NORMAL girls! I’m a little on the geeky student side, and I’m excited to learn that not only are these girls personable, but they also have the highest GPA of the greeks in the school!
The President talks a little bit about what sisterhood has meant to her. I literally start crying during her story. She also talks a lot about Hufflepuff’s philanthropy and how much it is an integral part of their activities. I realize at this point that I want this. I want to be in a sorority. I want to be part of something that can make a difference in my life and in others’, and I want to have these women in my life. I want Hufflepuff.
The party comes to an end, I get hugs from a number of the girls, and despite my epiphany, I still have to go meet Slytherin.
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