A/N: Hiya! This is my first fanfic, and it's an idea that's been in my head for a while before I decided to actually type it up. The story might have big gaps in time. It will all be second person. Please review? Pretty please?
"Daddy…"
"Sweetheart, it's going to be alright." Draco Malfoy replied, as he drove his daughter up to Kings Cross
"But what if…just say…Grandfather will be so disappointed…" she whispered.
"Carina, stop worrying. Your Grandfather is a very stupid man, and you mustn't listen to anything he says about blood purity and Hogwarts. You just need to worry about having fun."
"Are you sure you won't be disappointed if I'm not in Slytherin? Because Grandfather did say…" the little blonde girl in the back of the car asked anxiously.
"Nothing matters Cari, as long as you're happy. Your mother and I are so proud of you, and we always will be. You don't need to worry about what house you'll be in."
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Carina's heart sank. Although her father had told her just hours before that he would not be disappointed, whatever house she got into, she couldn't help feeling a sense of disloyalty to her family. She stood and handed the hat to Professor Bell, and joined her new classmates at the Gryffindor table. She looked around. Several of the faces were friendly, and one boy with *black* hair was staring at her.
"Hello, I'm Emily Finnegan. What's your name?" asked a girl with frizzy brown hair, which looked like her head had exploded.
"I'm Carina. Cari," she replied, holding her hand out for Emily to shake, just as twins "Scamander, Lorcan" and "Scamander, Lysander" were placed in Ravenclaw.
"Well Cari, this is Matilda," she indicated to a girl with a black bob, "James," indicating the boy who was watching her, "and Trevor," she pointed to a boy with curly, mousy hair, and an anxious expression. James was putting Carina on edge with his staring, so she turned and began talking to Matilda. Finally, when "Zabini, Chrysanthemum" had been sorted into Slytherin, the headmaster tapped on the side of his goblet.
"Attention! Can I have your attention please? Excuse me!" Professor Flitwick, Hogwarts headmaster had stood on the table in order to get himself noticed. "Let the feast begin!" The golden plates in front of them filled with mounds of hundreds of different types of food, and everybody dug in happily. An hour later, when the feast had finished, Flitwick dismissed them all, and Carina followed the Gryffindor prefects, suddenly very tired. When they reached the tower, after taking several detours because of the a lost toad, Cari didn't even have time to have a look at her new home before getting changed and collapsing into her soft, warm bed.