"It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has a comet in Hogwarts. It is also true what other people said. This is Theodore and Blaise. And I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy"

A ginger-haired boy snickers at Draco's name.

"Think his name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley."  I said, no one gets to make fun of Draco but us. 

"And who are you another one of his minions?" A girl asked, she had bushy hair and two rabbit-looking teeth, she looked like a squirrel except her tail was on top of her head.

"How dare you speak to her like that, have you no idea who she is" It was Goyle who spoke up 

"let her be Goyle, it's clear as day she isn't our kind. and as for you ugly squirrel, I am Amar-"

"bloody hell you are Mara Salvatore" 

" it is Amara Salvatore to you Weseal"

"soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. Don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. ", Draco continues, extending his hand to Harry. 

"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks."

before we could react McGonagall cleared her by letting us know that she was there, she then motioned us into the great hall.

"Will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words", the professor finished and walked towards Dumbledore. Dumbledore. His name left a foul stench in my mouth. He was supposed to be the greatest wizard yet to walk, the slayer of Grindelwald. I knew my parents reached out to him to clear their names and explain that they were neutral but he ignored their explanation and didn't even try to stop my parent's kill, he ordered their kill. How could the supposed best Wizard do that to my parents parents? 

"I have a few start-of-term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr Filch has asked me to remind you that the 3rd-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you", said the old man.

What was he thinking? He knew the first years were present. Couldn't he notice the scared glances going his way? He was indeed losing his touch.

"When I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses. Hermione Granger", McGonagall said.

I didn't pay attention to who was getting sorted where till Draco's name was called.

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" Draco walked up to the stool, and before the hat could even touch his perfectly over-gelled hair it shouted

"Slytherin!" the loudest cheer yet emerged from the Slytherin table, as he walked there and sat he looked at us and smirked

"That cocky bastard " I muttered causing Blaise to snicker

soon all of my friends had been sorted and I was the last of our group to be remaining. 

"potter, Harry Potter"  I could hear Potter say

"Not Slytherin, not Slytherin." 

Sorting Hat: "Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that — no?

"Gryffindor" what a nut job, who would want to go into that house willingly?

"Salvatore, Amara  Salvatore" The whole hall went quiet all that could be heard was the clicking on my souse agents the cold marble floor. all eyes were on me and at that moment my inner Narcissa Malfoy awoke. 

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