Lavender was frightened. She'd only found out a few months ago that her father (who had died before she was born) had been a wizard, that the strange things that sometimes happened in their house weren't just "oh, probably ghosts" but Lavender doing accidental magic. Her mother was what was apparently called a Muggle, and so had raised her normally ... Oh, it was going to be so hard not to think of magic as weird. Even though it was weird, it was impossibly weird, she was literally about to talk to a Hat and have it decide the course of her life -