AUTHOR'S NOTE: Please disregard this...it sucks and was just a random inspiration (I seem to be getting tons of those for all the wrong stories...). Plus I'm not being allowed to see the reviews (probably flames) for my latest stories. It keeps saying 'no reviews' when I know bloody well that there's nine of them there. But I'm babbling. Read...no, actually...don't. Ha.
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They Said
They said that Hogwarts was a terrific school. They said it was brilliant…the best. They said it was the best place to go for magical schooling. They said that the Headmaster there, Albus Dumbledore, was the most powerful and intelligent wizard of the ages…ever the Dark Lord feared him. They said he was wise and beyond his nonetheless impressive years.
They said that the four houses…Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slytherin, and Gryffindor…were all rather severely divided. They said that people rarely interacted between houses, despite the encouragement to do so by both Dumbledore and the bizarre Sorting Hat. They said that the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors usually went along decently…Ravenclaw tolerated both houses…no one really liked Slytherin and the feeling was mutual.
They said that the Slytherins would hate me simply for who I was…just because I was a Weasley. They said that I would be laughed at, mocked, embarrassed, insulted, hurt, and mildly tortured by the Slytherins. They said I was to defend my name and stay off Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore's radars.
They said the Slytherins were all a horrible, cruel, cold, heartless group that all turned DeathEater after their wealthy parents' footsteps, intent on following Voldemort and ridding the world of mudbloods. They said all the Slytherins were the same…they all lied and snuck around and cheated…none more so than the King of Slytherin…Draco Malfoy.
They said Malfoy was a miniature replica of his father and that he would treat me the same. They said he would probably hate me for who I was. They said he was the enemy.
They said, once we were all graduated and free, that the boundaries laid by the houses would still stand out in the real world and that the Slytherins (and Malfoy) would still be the same towards me. They said the enemy was the same, unchanged…only more pronounced. They said I would do well to avoid Malfoy.
They said to be careful when he hired me as a photographer over Colin Creevey. They said that his was the best magazine in England and that he wouldn't hire a Weasley unless he was planning something (in Ron's words) 'not good'.
They said that I should be careful when he offered me room at his apartment for paid rent. They said he had bad intentions, even if we were, of some sorts, friends. They said I shouldn't go out to dinner with him. They said he couldn't be this much of a gentleman without having some plan cooked up. They said Malfoys and Weasleys were never supposed to be.
They were wrong.