Kyle was standing on his tiptoes, even if he was one of the taller kids their age, he had to see Siobhan. He was nervous. She had been way to unsure if she'd end up in Slytherin or not. Sure everyone had their reservations - GRYFFINDOR! 

Kyle's heart sank to his toes. They wouldn't be in the same house. She'd be in Gryffindor and he would be in Slytherin. No one made friends across that divide. Kyle couldn't stand that. He didn't care. He'd prove them all wrong, he'd still be friends with her. 

He was still thinking about that when his name was called. Up to the stool he marched determined, and then a new idea popped into his mind. He didn't have to be friends with her over a divide, if he was on her side. He decided, he'd ask the hat to make him a Gryffindor too!

Kyle sat on the stool and placed the hat on his head. 
[i]Ah very determined you are. Loyal to friends, but willing to turn your back on your family. But most of all ambitions. Your drive to prove yourself...

Please put me in with Siobhan, put me in Gyrffindor. I can't do this alone...

Not very brave now are we. You prefer cunning. Not needing to be brave, not needing to face your foe. Then it must be[/i]

"SLYTHERIN!" That was it. It was over. He had been sorted. He took of the hat and placed it back on the stool. He glanced over at Siobhan, he had tried. How could he tell her how he tried? There were two empty seats near his sister and Alistair. He didn't want to take one of those knowing that the other had been for his friend. His friend. He was determined they'd still be friends.

Kyle found a seat with the other handful of first years. They congratulated him, and he them. He gave them the facade he was used to giving. 

Mireille's name was called. Kyle was only mildly interested. She was sorted into Ravenclaw. He wasn't surprised, even from the few moments in the boat she had seemed to be a Ravenclaw. 

Professor Dumbledor said a few words and a massive feast appeared before them. Kyle couldn't even muster the energy to be impressed.