No, he'd never heard of any witch or wizard being rejected from Hogwarts. If there was a case of a student not fitting in any particular house, surely they'd find a way to sort them; everyone had something about them.

"I know how you feel." He remembered his lessons with crystal clarity. They never felt very serious, but he'd been fortunate enough to have a tutor who wasn't too strict with his charges. Everything always felt like an adventure too; his specific interests were always expanded upon, and he doubted Hogwarts would be the same. The thought of being away from home, in an organized environment with strict rules, was a little overwhelming. He hoped he'd find a way to ease the transition.

"No, I didn't," he answered with a sheepish smile. He might have, if she hadn't been a good enough swimmer. Archie still couldn't imagine a scenario where he'd jumped in after her. "Maybe we'll be sorted together," he said, trying not to sound too hopeful. It would be nice to have a friendly face around the common room, but he imagined they'd be seeing plenty of each other even they ended up in separate houses. "I don't know any of the other first years, but I know you now, I think. Good enough, at least."

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