Ron followed his Brother back to the main hall. His head was a mess and he felt lost. His sorting had never been up for debate so he didn't know how his parents would react to him being sorted into anywhere other than Gryffindor and Slytherin was the furthest from Gryffindor you could get. He arrived back at the great hall. He spotted Harry and Hermionie discussing something at the end of the table, and he walked over to them. "What are you guys talking about?"