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Post by farrahabbott on Feb 13, 2010 20:00:45 GMT -5
Farrah sat down on the hard wooden stool. She felt the hat being placed on her head.
Somthing good please Farrah thought. The hat seemed to hear here becuase it quickly said
"Somthing good eh? I know just where to put you my dear." The raspy voice of the sorting hat.
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