The Hat sighed. I suppose you could be successful there, it admitted. Megan knew that was true; her mother had been telling her all her life she was probably a Slytherin. She was a skilled liar and a weaver of tales, she would have fun trying to trick her Slytherin classmates into doing what she wanted ... Then it added in an almost wheedling tone, but you would be happier in Hufflepuff, you know ...