DISCLAIMER: JK is an awesome book writer, and I would be nothing but a copycat if I stole her ideas. So, The only thing that belongs to me here is Keira Rose, and a few other firsties. Hogwarts, Draco, The teachers, the lessons..THIS
IS ALL JK'S! Okay, so..
The doors of the great hall swung open, and the mindless chatter coming from the four tables ceased. Students from each of the four houses looked up, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. They watched as their deputy head, Professor McGonagall stalked into the room, a load of First years scurrying after her.
The first years gazed around the hall in amazement, their mouths opening in awe, as they take in the ceiling, bewitched like a night's sky, and the masses of students staring at them.
One student stood out from the rest, as her gaze remained fixed on the direction in which she was walking. Long, raven black hair ripples down her back in great wavy cascades, like a waterfall. Her eyes, a piercing green, sparkle full of some emotion, though no other signs of emotion are apparent on her face. Skin, so pale it looks as though she may have never stepped in the sunshine, and a figure, so petite that she walks with ease with the crowd of First years, always managing to find a small gap to squeeze through, as she continues to proceed to the front. The other children around her chatter to each other as they walk, amid gasps of surprise as they notice something more spectacular about the long hall. Not this girl though. She walks, as though with a purpose, her sweet red lips pursed together, giving her a mildly determined look.
"Attention!" McGonagall shouts as they reach the end of the hall, and start to gather around a little stool, with a tatty old hat placed carelessly on top. "The sorting will now begin!" The last murmurings of the little ones stop, and they all gaze curiously at the hat. Not that girl though. In one soft movement she folded her arms and waited patiently, leaning onto one hip. As the sorting started she looked nowhere but her feet, making eye contact with no one. Names were called and gradually the swarm of firsties got smaller, until there was just a handful left, including the girl.
Professor McGonagall cleared her throat again, as a shy looking boy hopped off the stool and ran over to the house in which he had just been placed. "Keira Rose." She called, and the girl looked up. Still, not an inch of fear passed across her pale face, as she strolled up to the stool and casually placed herself on it, and put the hat on top of her head.
"A Rose?" Said the hat in Keira's ear "Again? After all these years.." Keira scowled, and she must have looked a little weird to all the students, as they could not hear the voice. "Get on with your job." She thought harshly, and the hat chuckled "My, my, something's don't change, do they?" Despite this the hat yelled out to the whole hall "SLYTHERIN!"
I know it's bad, but shush, it's my first one. I'll update when I can, but until then, please Read and Review!