Discovering, upon their entrance, that the Great Hall was full of students, all their eyes firmly fastened to the first years Chloe found even among her friends she could no longer quell her anxiety. It was a good thing she was firmly in the middle of the alphabet, she decided, for she was neither too close to the beginning to be paid exceptionally close attention to, nor too close to the end for judgements to have been firmly made. It was this logic which gave her the ability to move when "Greene, Chloe!" Was called.

Shaky legs got her to the stool, her palms damp with sweat as she shoved the hat on her head, her trembling hands she hid in the folds of her new black cloak. And then, quite simply, the hat spoke to her. And being raised a witch, and considering she felt she was rather more logical, she took this development in stride and thought back at it.

"Describe yourself in three words."

"I should certainly hope I am logical, although I do pride myself on my knowledge - which springs from curiosity, I'm sure you know that. So then would I be knowledgeable or curious? Or rather would it be logical as that would then stem from knowledge and thus from curiosity?" These philosophical musings were interrupted by her glasses slipping down her nose, her mind fancied this was the hat's way of telling her to get on with it. "Very well then." She muttered, before remembering not to talk out loud. "Intelligent, confident, and curious." She declared decisively.

But the hat didn't give her a reprieve before pummeling her with its next question.

"Would you rather be able to change into an animal, change your appearance, or see the future?"

"Easy. The future. Although, the amount of work it takes to take on an animal form... I suppose that might be the more challenging form. For I really do have no interest in divination. It is fascinating to study, of course, but rather more drivel in practice I think. But you're asking less of the process of getting there and more of what I would prefer to do. Yes. I think I must stick with seeing the future. I should think it would be very pragmatic if one were to put it to use to learn more rather than to learn about oneself.

"If you could invent a potion, what would it do?"

"Help one replace sleep, allowing one the ability to stay away studying at night with no ill effects the next morning." Was her prim immediate answer.

"Imagine you see someone cheat in class. What do you do?"

"Inform the teacher of course!" The mere idea of getting by not on merit was absolutely appalling.

"Who is your enemy and how will you defeat them?"

Well Chloe certainly didn't have enemies, but perhaps the hat meant this as more of an analogy. Yes, that must be the case. "Time." She decided firmly. "By making use of it well."

And then it was quiet and Chloe was let with her jittery nerves and the realization that while she'd been having a full conversation with a hat all anyone could see was a girl with a hideous hat on her head sitting for an awfully long time. Nervously her legs began to swing as she waited for the hat to say something more.