"Such a ruthless single-mindedness...oh and a thirst to prove one's self that can be useful too, you would do well in Slytherin then again you would do well in any house Miss Granger," The hat had whispered into her ear before giving a low chuckle. Hermione had closed her eyes and screwed up her face hoping not to be in the same house as that awful Malfoy boy she had run into on the train.