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HP: The Stealing Isn't That Bad! Is It?

Everybody learns things from their childhood, be it their good manners, bad manners, or something as small as speaking manners. And just like this They learn things in their childhood like playing, seeing some truths, some lie, stealing and many other things. All it comes downs to environment and how the child is getting raised most of the time. So, what forced Harry to learn stealing did it something happen when he was a child or something else entirely.

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"Fillius... Pomona... Sybil and... Quirrell." Severus said.

"Clearly he is the primary suspect... though I do wonder what he intends to do with the hat." Albus mused as he stroked his beard. "Watch him carefully Severus, if he slips up we will be there instantly and recover our precious sorting hat."

"Ah welcome! Please have a seat." Albus said from his desk.

The young girl walked nervously towards the center of the room and sat on the indicated chair.

"So Hermione... could you tell us more about yourself? Your hobbies? Likes and dislikes?" Filius asked as it was his turn to speak. During the interview process, they have fine tuned their questions and knew the right ones to ask to help them determine the student's personality and traits.

"Well... I like to read book... study... and do homework..." Hermione began.

"What do you do for fun? Do you play outside?" Minerva asked. She wanted this girl to be on her house.

"Well I read and write... It's fun for me. I don't really play outside... I'm not fond of physical activities." Hermione said.

"But what about bullies? What do you do when someone confronts you?" Minerva asked, willing the girl to show an ounce of courage.

"I tell the nearest adult of course." Hermione said.

Severus, Albus, Filius and Pomona looked at one another and nodded. They didn't need to debate on this. Minerva sighed and gave up, admitting defeat.

"Congratulations... Welcome to the house of Ravenclaw." Albus said.

"Neville Longbottom..." Severus Snape gave an evil smile.

"Sir..." Neville said fearfully.

"What do you do in your spare time... that is if you can do anything at all?" Severus asked.

"I like gardening sir... I have a small greenhouse that my grandma made... and I've been collecting plants ever since." Neville said as he looked down on his shoes.

"What kind of plants dear? I also have a fondness for gardening."

Neville looked up and found the kind and smiling face of Pomona Sprout, which he thought was beautiful. He dropped his gaze and stared back as his shoes as his cheeks tinged red. Neville Longbottom found his first crush.

"Welcome to my house dear... the house of Helga Hufflepuff." Pomona Sprout said kindly.

"Harry! Come in!" Albus said as he greeted the young man who entered the room. The boy looked fine, though he was at the scrawny side. His green eyes stared around the office, taking in everything.

"Have a seat Harry." Albus said as he gave Filius a subtle glance that he was taking over the questioning of the boy who lived.

"So... It was very brave of you to enter a completely different world. I am glad to finally meet you Harry." Albus said as his eyes twinkled to their full blast.

The boy did not answer but looked around the room observing the strange gadgets and silver instruments on the desk.

"Can you tell us something about yourself Harry? I know for a fact that you have a difficult life... It was very brave of you to have lived there and endured." Albus said.

Harry knew what the Albus Dumbledore was up to. During his stay with the old man, he was warned about the headmaster's manipulating ways. He observed every nook and cranny wondering if the stone was hidden here somewhere.

"Harry?" Albus prompted for a response.

"Huh?" Harry asked absently.

"Dimwitted as his father..." Severus sneered.

"Oh right... my home life? It was nothing special... I'm not that brave or anything." Harry smirked. "I use to run away from bullies all the time."

Albus' expression fell slightly. By the reports from Arabella Figg, the agent he placed beside the Boy's home, the boy who lived was treated like a domestic helper.

"What about hobbies... what do you do for fun?" Albus asked.

"Well... sometimes I study... In my free time I'm at the public library... and bullies don't like to go there since there are many grownups keeping an eye on their mischief." Harry said. It was his territory, and many people were careless with their possessions when deeply immersed with reading a book. He even staged his own 'missing' bag to throw of suspicion from him.

"That is very brave of you to study." Albus tried. "It shows courage... the fact that you go into the library shows you are very adventurous, something Godric Gryffindor admires."

"Really?" Harry asked skeptically as the heads of houses gave the Headmaster incredulous looks. "You consider going to the Library... adventurous?"

"Well..." Albus thought of pulling something out from his 'bullshit' files. "...adventure books cause one to dream and... ehem..."

Albus' eyes twinkled even more as he used his voice to become mysterious and deep. "... For in dreams are entirely our own... "

Albus paused and stared outside the window for effect and continued talking. "...let us fly to the highest of clouds... or swim in the deepest seas."

"I don't read that. I like math books and history books." Harry dismissed the headmaster's statement. "And I haven't ridden an airplane and nobody has taught me how to swim."

"That is so brave of you to refute my statement... " Albus said, getting desperate. "Godric would be proud to..."

"Cut the crap Albus... he's obviously a Raven." Severus said.

"But..." Albus protested.

"Let's have a vote then." Filius said eager to have the boy who lived on his house.

"For Ravenclaw?" Filius asked and smiled as he saw Severus and Pomona raise their hands along with his.

Albus' face fell with disappointment and Minerva felt sad that the son of James and Lily would not be going to the house of Godric Gryffindor. Still, Minerva consoled herself knowing young Harry would go to a house obviously suited towards him.

Charms, third day of classes

"Let's get the mudblood's quill" Malfoy suggested and his cronies, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle looked on with anticipation.

"Hey that's mine!" Hermione shouted as she felt the deluxe quill her father bought for her snatched out of her fingers.

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