"Probably?" he shrugs. "It's not guaranteed, I might be Ravenclaw? I'm probably not really cunning, though, or – uh, Gryffindorish?"

"Well I'll be a Ravenclaw, I'm sure! ...maybe Hufflepuff. But probably Ravenclaw!"

"You'll probably do well in either, if you think it's right for you."

"I don't really know which is right, Professor Flitwick didn't want to tell me much about the Houses."

"Did he give you an overview of them?"

"Sorta. Very vague."

"Gryffindors are brave and loyal, Ravenclaws are book-smart and curious, Hufflepuffs are hard-working and form tight groups, Slytherins are ambitious and cunning?"

"Yep, that vague."

"I mean, it's four groups that are supposed to fit literally everyone."

She shrugs. "So I think I'm a Ravenclaw."

"And I think I'm either a Slytherin or a Ravenclaw."

"And I'm probably a Hufflepuff or maybe I guess a Ravenclaw."

And then a young girl is at the door to the compartment, looking a bit nervous but holding her head high.

"Uh. H-hi."

"Hi! Are you gonna be a Gryffindor?"

"P– I don't think so?"

"Aw. So we still need a Gryffindor to complete the set."

"… Are you three n-not first years, then?"

"– No, we are," says Anthony, smiling. "Uh, I'm Anthony."

She rubs at her eye. "Thea."

"Come in! Train's about to start going, I think."

"I'm Willow, he's Sadde."

In she comes! She has some luggage with her which she puts under the chair and then she looks around a bit and after a moment she sits.

"I think I'm gonna be a Slytherin, she thinks she's gonna be a Ravenclaw, he thinks he's gonna be a Hufflepuff, we need a Gryffindor to complete the set."

"I'm, uh, not actually sure."

"Do you know the overview, the house traits?"