She goes to her table

'Go to your house table young lady, you'll get your personal paddle later' the hat says in her head and with her stinging rear she doesn't hesitate as she feels what ever magic was on the stool release her, she jumps up and let's her skirt cover her tushy as she embarrassingly shuffles away

Another girl was put onto the stool while Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table, almost immediately she felt the hard wood under her magically shift to poke her poor backside drawing a whimper from the bookworm

From her side she hears "hey......