When I first joined Pottermore, I wanted to be in Gryffindor.  Because – let’s face it – Harry, Ron, and Hermione are awesome.  But it didn’t pan out that way.

The sorting hat put me in Hufflepuff.  I was disappointed at first, but I quickly realized that the sorting hat doesn’t make mistakes.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized how loyal I was – it’s not something I take lightly.  If someone crosses the people I care about, they’d better watch their back.  Despite what some people say, I’m very honest when I find my voice and speak up.  I’m pretty easygoing, so those moments are somewhat rare.  I’m definitely hard working – I don’t give up on things easily, especially the things I love.  I do my best to fight through anxiety and not let it get the best of me.  When the going gets tough, Hufflepuffs like me get going.

I’ve always been a fan of Tonks, but now having fully embraced my House, she means even more to me.  She had so much potential as a character, and yet, (spoiler alert?) she died in the end.  She is the reason The Order of the Phoenix is my favorite book of the series.

I’ve also noticed the underrepresentation of Hufflepuff in the series.  I know the main characters are in Gryffindor and (occasionally) Slytherin, but come on now.  Even Ravenclaw gets more representation than we do because they have Luna.  J.K. Rowling has said it’s her favorite House, but where’s the love?  I’m not complaining, just pointing things out.

This is what Hufflepuff means to me.