Challenge: The Grey Lady
Word Count: 100
Helena 's ectoplasm thickened until she was almost corporeal. One hand clenched and unclenched as she neared the Hat.
“Not only did you put him in a House that will nurture his darkness instead of his light, you guaranteed that he will never be able to turn to me for advice. Why not Gryffindor? Hufflepuff?”
“He asked for Slytherin,” said the Hat. It edged away from her – if any of the ghosts could work out a way to cast a spell, it was her – before continuing. “Ambition - “
“He's a half-blood! Are you mad?”