Chapter One

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*FIRST YEAR*

You looked up at the castle before your eyes. It was magnificent!

You were a pureblood and yes, you were rich.

You had a magnificent house..well, magnificent everything, but nothing came close to this!

You weren't like the other rich purebloods; conceited, rude, and mean.

Your family was a humble one, never boasting about your riches. Your family was the third richest family in the wizarding world. But, you and your family always gave to the poor.

You liked to help out that way.

You didn't have many friends, given that all the pureblood kids you grew up with didn't like you.

They all called you Charity Worker or just Charity.

It wasn't really an insult, but the way some kids said it was cruel. Sometimes it did hurt.

You and your fellow classmates got off the boats when you got to shore. You were then greeted by an adult to escort you into the castle

"Welcome, students, to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Here you will learn to use magic properly and keep control of it. And it is here that your talents will grow. Now, follow me."

She headed towards the inside of the castle. You and all the students looked around in awe.

You were so busy looking around at one point that you bumped into someone.

"Hey!" The person said. A girl.

"I'm sorry!" You said.

The girl smiled. She was light skinned with brown eyes and puffy light brownish hair.

"That's alright. I'm Hermionie. Hermione Granger."

She stuck her hand out for you to shake.

You smiled back and shook her hand. "I'm (your first and last name)."

"Pleased to meet you, (y/n)! I hope we can become friends this year!" She said enthusiastically.

You smiled and nodded. "I would love that!"

You continued to walk by her side. You came to a stop at a stair case, where another woman faced all the students. You later learned that she was Professor McGonagall.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and you will join your classmates, but before you take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup."

Then, a boy stepped out of the crowd and yelled, "Trevor!"

Some kids giggled. McGonagall gave him a look.

"Sorry.." he said and retreated back into the group.

"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." McGonagall said, and walked away.

"So it's true then, what they were saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Said a boy with slicked back platinum blonde hair, who you recognized as Draco Malfoy.

You dreaded him, especially since he was the one who was most cruel to you.

But Harry Potter? Wow, you couldn't believe he was here!

"This is Crabbe, and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He said.

You rolled your eyes.

The red headed boy next to Harry snorted and Draco glared at him. Oh no.

"Think my name's funny, do you? Do I need to ask yours? Let's see... red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley."

Ohhh you wanted to punch him so bad right now.

"You'll see that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort." Malfoy glared at Weasley. Then stuck his hand out for Harry to shake. "I can help you there."

Harry looked at Draco's hand then back at him. "I think I can figure out the wrong sort for myself, thanks."

You wanted to laugh as Malfoy gave the dirtiest look at Potter.

The Professor came back and tapped Malfoy on the shoulder, making him go back amoungst the group.

"We are ready for you." She said.

As you and all the others walked into the room, you were even more awestruck. It was beautiful!

You all stopped at the front of the hall and waited to be called on to be sorted. You weren't really paying attention to anything until..

"Draco Malfoy."

You looked up. You knew exactly where he would go.

"Slytherin!" The Sorting Hat said.

Of course.

"Hermione Granger."

You smiled.

She looked kind of nervous about where she would be placed.

"Gryffindor!" The hat said.

You smiled and clapped for her.

"Ronald Weasley."

The red head that Malfoy punked earlier went up.

"Ahah! Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you...Gryffindor!"

He looked relieved to be in Gryffindor.

"Harry Potter."

Your eyes widened.

There were whispers all around the Great Hall.

"Hmm.. difficult. Very difficult." The hat said.

Everyone was dead silent. Harry was up there longer than anyone else.

The hat had no idea where to place him. Wow. Harry was that great. He must have whispered something about not wanting to go to Slytherin because the hat said, "Not Slytherin? You could be great you know, and Slytherin could put you onto the road of greatness."

Harry kept insisting.

"No? Are you sure? Alright. Better be.... Gryffindor!"

Gryffindor house cheered like crazy. Harry was totally relieved.

"(y/n) (l/n)."

You gulped. You went up and sat on the chair. This was embarrassing! Everyone's eyes were on you. You could feel yourself blushing from embarrassment.

"Well well well.. A pureblood with great potential. Kind, but I can sense bravery in you. But not bravery for Gryffindor house. A different kind of bravery. A unique bravery. And a hint of a cunning attitude. Better be.... Slytherin!"

There were a few claps from Slytherin house. Most of them knew you. Not that you knew them but word spreads around quickly about a rich pureblood who helps people.

"What?! Charity Worker is in Slytherin!? How!? She doesn't belong!"

Draco.

Then some Slytherin students started chanting 'Charity Worker, Charity Worker, Charity Worker.'

"Silence!" McGonagall said.

She then continued to call students.

You sat at the very corner of the Slytherin table, looking down at it, feeling your eyes sting. You were alone.

When the food before you appeared, you got alittle and nibbled on it quietly, keeping to yourself and not looking around. You didn't want to be mocked anymore...

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