The Sorting

You walk into a brightly lit room.  The door closes softly behind you, and only for a split second your heart beats wildly.  Though you realize there's nothing to fear.  Madame Maxime would never bring intentioned fear to you.          It is your first year at Beauxbatons.  It is time for the test to determine which house you will be sorted into.  The only problem is, you don't know what the test is.  You begin to sort through your thoughts and think about which house seems the best for you; Lizardian, Phoenixfeather, Snarlwolf, or Unicornwit.          Madame Maxime suddenly speaks up in her booming though oddly pleasant voice.         "Now we shall sort all you first years.  Don't worry, the sorting isn't hard at all."  She suddenly produces a small, golden key and a small wooden box with a keyhole from her silky robe pocket.  "All you need to do is put this key into this wooden box, and unlock it.  Inside you'll hear a voice that sorts you into the house that's right for you.         Madame Maxime carefully places the two objects in the hands of an assisstant.  Then she pulls out a list of names, and starts calling the first name.  Before you know it, it's your turn to get sorted.          Your palms begin to sweat as you put the key into the woodenbox, concentrating hard.  You swallow, trying to untie the knot in your throat.  Finally the wooden box flings open and you hear a voice, and it's almost as though your thoughts were being echoed by the box, though another thought is present.  Suddenly you hear a voice singing in your mind.           "What house do you belong in, hmm?  Ah, I see a good future in you, something is special about you...Just answer my one question, what describes you best?  Just click on one of the buttons below, and you'll find out just what house I think you belong in."

Beauxbatons Academy Sorting Song By Melissa Jacques In the magical times of long long ago When witches, wizards, and pixies were free to roam Four bestest best friends Had strange dreams full of twists and bends You all have been part of the scheme This brilliant and magical French dream The magical ones, Lizardian, Phoenixfeather, Snarlwolf and Unicornwit Created a french magic school, it was classed a huge hit! The box of sorting chooses no one by chance It doesn't matter if your smart, dumb pretty, or can't dance Will you be in house of Louie Lizardian? You'll have to be smart and determined and not mind studyin' Do you share the ideals of Piere Phoenixfeather? You'll have to be loyal and fear can't get the better of ya Do you fancy Suzie Snarlwolf and her crazy ideas? You will have to be creative and smart especially when charms are near Will you have a green thumb like Urcula Unicornwit? Is your thing Giant Snapdragons and fire breathing Hooplefits? So take the chance, be daring, be a rebel Join a house, get a class, and empty your head of pebbles Step right up when your called Don't push and shove, no one's ignored