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Prologue- At the Beginning

She was the last one called to be sorted. She was the last Weasley that the Hat would sort in a very long time. She stepped up to the stool, her mind set on Gryffindor, her heart and soul begs for another. She placed the wise Hat on her head, and he sees her deepest fear- death…and love. Her biggest wish, the thing she feared- love.

It opened its brim and bellowed out, "Slytherin." Her eyes widened and her hands slightly shook as she took the battered hat off. As she walked towards her new family, she looked over her shoulder to see the look of hate and betrayal on her brothers faces. She froze the walked haughtily to the Slytherin table, suddenly glad she didn't belong with her "family." As she sat down, a small 5th year girl with light brown hair and hazel eyes introduced herself. "I'm Sharon Adams. Welcome to Slytherin Weasley."