"Surely you're kidding?" Severus asked, frowning across the hall at the bushy-haired girl. "Is she some sort of incurable masochist?" He couldn't imagine how somebody who didn't know that Potter and Black were big Quidditch heroes, and heard what they were like first, would still want to meet them. "Well, Gryffindor is the House that caters to the brain damaged," he continued, shrugging, "apparently even if the actual brain damage is delayed until after the person is sorted."