A small child with a head of golden curls--the color of honey, perhaps, or wheat or desert sands--tumbled backwards through the Sorting Room doors and sat heavily on the floor with a surprised "Oof!"
Shortly before he had been thinking that, instead of a sunset, today he longed to see as many sunrises as would satisfy him. So to that end he had set up his chair, watched the sun rise, and then scooted his chair a few paces back until he sat just before dawn once more. Only this time, it seemed, he had scooted without his chair--and without his entire planet as well, for the Sorting Room looked rather different from his planet, and rather larger as well.
"What a funny place," he remarked as he picked himself up. He walked around the room, finally examining the desk and the papers that lay on it. "I wonder who lives here," he said to himself, "and where they've gone."
State your full name.
He wrinkled his nose. It sounded very much like the sort of questions adults liked to ask, the sort that had been all jumbled and confused so that it said something different from what it really meant. He supposed he would have to be very patient and try to explain things very clearly. "Where I live it is very small, with only enough room for myself, and my rose, and my sheep. And I am responsible for my rose and my sheep. Oh, but I am not like a king, who has so much power, so I think I must be more of a prince." And that was likely the closest thing to "the little prince" anyone would get out of him.
1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
The prince laughed, the sound bright and merry. "I think anything is very nice if you have a friend."
2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
"Oh, I shouldn't like to be anyone's Minister of Justice," he objected and shook his head until his curls bounced.
3. What time is it where you are?
"Is it sunrise here?" he wondered. He surely must have fallen from the sky onto another planet which didn't look familiar to him at all, and which was all of stone. "I think I would still like to see another sunrise today..."
4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.
"What does that mean--'sexually harass'?"
5. If you are pushing to be in:
A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.
The little prince frowned for a moment, recalling his time spent on the planet of the drunkard. Then: "I think being a lamplighter is a worthy occupation," he offered. "It's very beautiful."
B. Gryffindor - Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
"Harry must not know what he is looking for," he decided after a moment of serious contemplation. "If he knew how to look, he could find it very simply..."
C. Ravenclaw - You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.
"I would leave my desk," the prince suggested, "and then I would have no paperwork at all."
D. Hufflepuff - Prove you are not useless.
This sounded like another grown-up question, so the little prince considered it very carefully before deciding: "I take care of my rose and my sheep, and every morning I pull weeds, and every week I sweep my three volcanoes."
6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.
The prince was silent for a long time as he thought about what he could offer. Finally he voiced, "I can give you a secret. And I can teach you what it means, 'taming' something." This caused him to remember his fox and, although the prince dearly missed his friend, he smiled at thinking fondly of him. Then he added, "What does that mean--'squib'?"
It was true that there was no one present at the moment to answer his questions, but the little prince was confident that sooner or later the occupant of the desk would come back, and he could satisfy his curiosity then.
I have read the
hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. little prince
I have read the
hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. little prince
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. little prince
One day, marmalade will rule the world. little prince