House: You Choose. (You're From Ilvermorny)
Blood Status: You Choose
A/N: I/H = Ilvermorny House
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Third Person POV:
"Your attention, please!" Dumbledore shouts from the front of the Great Hall, raising his arms to silence the students. Everyone quiets down. "I have the important announcement to make before we start our yearly feast! Because of the success of making new, international friendships with Beauxbatons Academy and Durmstang Institute, the Hogwarts Administrators have decided to welcome more students into the doors of Hogwarts and further extend our international magical cooperation. So, please join me in welcoming the students of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
The golden doors of the great hall swing open and murmurs and chatter erupt from the Hogwarts students. A group of about twenty students stream in in a clump wearing a mix of black, red, blue, and white. They walk forward towards the front of the Great Hall and stop just before the table where the professors sit. The mass of Hogwarts students is still murmuring and Dumbledore raises a hand calmly and they quiet down. One of the Ilvermorny students steps forward, y/n y/l/n.
"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, for welcoming us so kindly into your school. It is very much appreciated," she says, bowing her head. Dumbledore smiles at her warmly.
"Now, I understand that Ilvermorny, too, has houses," he says. Y/n nods.
"Yes, sir. Thunderbird, Wampus, Horned Serpent, and Pukwudgie," she says.
"I also understand that there is no direct correlation between them and our houses at Hogwarts. In that case, we have assigned each Ilvermorny house a host house from Hogwarts."
The Ilvermorny students nod and the Hogwarts students all pass whispers to each other. Professor Dumbledore then reads off the host houses and the visiting houses. I/H was assigned to Slytherin. After finishing, Dumbledore motions for all the American students to sit down at the long house tables. Y/N sits down with a couple of her friends from I/H. A lavish banquet of food appears in front of them after some more opening remarks from Dumbledore and the toad-like Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher.
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The feast is soon over and Y/n gets up with her friends.
"Hello," a voice from behind her says. She whips around to see a tall, blonde boy in front of her. A Slytherin.
"H-Hi," she says, a bit surprised by his sudden presence.
"My name is Draco Malfoy. I'm one of the Slytherin prefects. I'll be showing you all and the new first years to the Slytherin house common room," he explains.
"Good to know," she says, combing her fingers through her hair. He smiles at her, a bit taken by her soft voice and beauty. She returns the smile.
"First years and I/H students please follow me!" a short, pug-faced girl shouts to the frightened eleven-year-olds. She whirls around and marches out of the Hall. Y/n trails behind her classmates and the heard of first years next to Draco.
"So... you're in I/H right y/n?" he asks curiously. She nod.
"Yep. Two statues turned around for me actually..." she says as they all walk down the stairs to the dungeons.
"Statues?" he asks.
"Yep. That's how we're sorted. We go before statues representing the houses and if they turn to us, we can go into that house. If multiple statues want us, we can choose on our own," she explains. He nods and they continue talking, comparing Hogwarts and Ilvermorny. They approach the Slytherin common room and Draco reluctantly leaves y/n to fulfil his perfect duty, still wanting to talk with y/n.
"This is where the Slytherin common room is. There is a password you need to get in. It'll change about every month so check the notice board for the next password. The password for September is 'snake's blood'. Please do not forget it," Draco announces, eyes locked on y/n as she watches. The sliding of stone is heard and the blank wall opens up. Inside is a dark, greenish, underwater room. It's dimly lit with dark accents and it's filled with furniture. There are multiple fireplaces that remain unlit and a radio in the corner.
"The girls' dorms are on the right and the boys' dorms are on the left. Classes start tomorrow and by now you should have your schedules. If you have any questions, ask us or upperclassmen, but I can't guarantee you'll get an answer, first years" Pansy says aggressively hissing at them. The first years laugh weakly and disappear towards the dorm rooms quickly, trying to get away from the girl. The Ilvermorny students follow and go to their assigned rooms. Draco watches as y/n disappears up the stairs, desperately wishing he could continue their talk.
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"Y/n!" Draco calls from the doors of the Three Broomsticks. It's a school Hogsmeade trip and pretty much everyone from third to seventh year is in the village. Y/n is sitting at a table for two alone in the corner of the pub. She waves at Draco as he walks over. "Do you mind if I sit?"
"Not at all, Draco. We're friends remember? You don't have to ask each time to sit with me...," she says.
"Yeah... I just thought I'd check..." Draco says, messing with his green and silver scarf between his fingers. "Y-You weren't meeting anyone here... w-were you, y/n?"
She looks up, a bit puzzled, clutching a half-empty mug of Butterbeer.
"No... I was not, Draco," she replies. "Why do you ask...?"
"I, uh, was... just curious!" he says, uneasy. She sits back and shakes her head.
"Come on, Draco. We've been friends for about four months now... I can read your face and something tells me that you're not saying all that you want to.... Tell me what it is," she says sweetly and softly, one of the things that Draco adores about y/n. He looked into her eyes, which were staring intently into his, awaiting his answer.
I can't deny it anymore, Draco thinks to himself. I'm in love with y/n.... I love her. I love the way she talks and laughs. I love her intelligence and eloquence. She's kind and beautiful. She listens and is amazing company. Come on, Draco. Just tell her!
"Draco? Are you okay?" y/n asks, breaking the silence. This brings Draco back to his senses, but he blurts out four words.
"I love you, y/n," he says. He pauses, shocked by his own words and slaps his hand over his mouth. Y/n is sitting there, a look of utter shock is plastered on he face and Draco's face turns a light shade of pink. He gasps, realising what he's done and races out the door. "I'm sorry, y/n!"
He runs out into the light blanket of snow. She pushes his way through the masses of people towards the shrieking shack and leans against a tree to catch his breath and closes his eyes. he feels the sweat drops forming on his forehead. Breathing heavily, he heard light footsteps from behind. He opens his eyes and turns to find y/n, holing his coat that he had left behind on his chair. He reaches his arm out and takes it.
"Thanks, y/n," he mumbles. She smiles and walks forward towards him with a completely neutral face.
Is she gonna slap me? Draco asks himself, unable to sense her intentions.
"Draco..." she whispers kindly. Setting her hands gently on his shoulders, she leans forward and kisses him lightly on the lips, pushing him against the tree trunk. Finally comprehending what's happening, Draco shakily raises his own hands to her waist. He can feel her smile through the kiss.
"Y/n," Draco says in between kisses, pulling her body up against his.
"Yes, Draco?" she asks.
"Please tell me I'm not dreaming...."
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A/N: This chapter was 1,275 words long! Thanks for reading! Requests open!
- Soiea