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The large doors to the Sorting Room opened and the White Queen rushed in, hands up as she crossed the stone floor and ended with a small pirouette. She let out a sigh at the immaculacy of the room, “Oh, goodness gracious. This is quite fine, fine indeed.” She smiled. Lifting her head, she made her breezy way towards the desk she was needed at, a piece of parchment and a quill on its surface. She looked towards the fine chair and slipped in sideways, placing her rump on the well crafted upholstery. She smiled again, her pale face awash with the light in the Sorting Room, her eyes half lidded.

She leant forward,, hands still up, but not quite under management. She read the questions that presented themselves on the crisp parchment...
 ( Allow me to elucidate. )

I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ____White Queen________
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ____White Queen_______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____White Queen______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ______White Queen_______