[Lydia is sitting on a park bench in the middle of the day, having her lunch and looking fabulous.
The Sorting Hat twirls from mid-air into the frame, settling on Lydia's fabulous strawberry blonde hair. Slowly her glance creeps upward as she pauses mid-bite of her salad.]
Do you mind? You're giving me hat hair.
SLYTHERIN!
The hat uplifts off her head and whirls away back into the air and out of frame once more. Lydia's brows furrow, and then with a shrug, she goes back to eating her lunch. Fabulously.
The Sorting Hat twirls from mid-air into the frame, settling on Lydia's fabulous strawberry blonde hair. Slowly her glance creeps upward as she pauses mid-bite of her salad.]
Do you mind? You're giving me hat hair.
SLYTHERIN!
The hat uplifts off her head and whirls away back into the air and out of frame once more. Lydia's brows furrow, and then with a shrug, she goes back to eating her lunch. Fabulously.
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