HP-The Sorting.

Scorpius:
  As I put on the cap, I heard a "Curious, Curious." going on in the hat's mind. Forgetting my anxiousness, I asked the hat, "What's curious?", hoping it'd tell me why it kapt repeating the word.
  "What's so curious is that while I barely touched your grandfather and father's heads to know where to place them, this doesn't apply to you, as we can clearly see. The difference is astonishing. The friendly personality, being able to think beyond superficial nonsense like blood status. It's curious to see these traits in a Malfoy. I wonder..." The hat trailed off into its own thoughts.
  "Hmm, smart,  diligent, yes, Ravenclaw could help hone your brainpower, no doubt about that, loyal, friendly, patient, Hufflepuff'd suit you well. Ahm, oh my, brave, courageous, Gryffindor's a good house for you too! But you fit all the requirements of a Slytherin as well... Where to put you..."
  I frowned, annoyed but yet amused. Would the hat ever make up its mind?
  "Well, let's not break tradition shall we? And you'll do well in.. SLYTHERIN!"
  And so I took off the hat and put it back down gently onto the stool and walked off to the Slytherin table.

Rose:
  I walked up nervously to the chair and put the hat on my head. The hat chuckled slightly, then said softly, "I won't hurt you, relax."Then it spoke again, after a short pause. "Hmm... a Weasley, eh? That'd be perfect for Gryffindor, yes. Nice, meek and loyal, Hufflepuff would be good for you too. Ahm, good brains, yes, takes after your mother, don't you? Ravenclaw?"
  I thought to myself for a while, trying to debate about which house I wanted to enter, then realised anything would be fine. "Even Slytherin?" The hat chuckled, "I see you've taken a fancy to that young Slytherin I sorted just now."
  As I had since young, I blushed. Just minutes ago, the boy I met on the bus, Scorpius Malfoy, had been sorted into the notorious Slytherin.
  "Hmm... Brave. I wouldn't fight against your father, he has a nasty temper. But I guess he loves you eh? You'll live up to Gryffindor's potential." The hat whispered softly in my ear. "Ok, better be, GRYFFINDOR!"
  The hat shouted the last word into the hall, everybody at the Gryffindor table on their feet cheering loudly. I walked there as quickly as I could and sat down, smiling encouragingly to Albus. I hoped the hat would treat Albus as he had to me. Al deserved it.

Albus:
  I walked up the stage as murmured whispers filled the room, everyine pointing at me. I heard someone go, "He looks just like his dad!" I shut my eyes tightly as I put the hat on my head and over my ears.
  "Relax, I won't hurt you. Didn't hurt your cousin Rose there, did I? Don't believe your brother, takes after your Uncles Fred, George and Ron, yes he does."
  I relaxed immediately, feeling slightly more relieved.
  "Hmm... Willing to go further to get what you want, yes, slightly cunning... Brave, you'd do good in both Slytherin and Gryffindor. Loyal, friendly, willing to give others a chance, Hufflepuff suits you too..."
  I shut my eyes, hoping I wouldn't get Slytherin.
  "My dear boy, just like your father! But Slytherin is good too, you know. Remember what your father said? Peter Pettigrew was from Gryffindor. Not all bad people were from Slytherin, good ones, like your namesake, Severus Snape and also another Regulus Black who sacrificed their lives so you could be sitting here. Just give it a chance, boy, you might just like it. SLYTHERIN!"