The Sorting: First Year

"Isn't this a rather cheerful place," muttered Elizabeth.

Elizabeth had managed to gather no friends on the train. She didn't talk to anyone, she didn't sit next to anyone, and she didn't listen to anyone. It was exactly the way she enjoyed life: silence. Currently, she was in the grand foyer or whatever of Hogwarts. It was quite a shock when a witch had popped into her house and explained that she was a wizard. Apparently her mother knew about it and that was why she left her father, but took Elizabeth along with her. Although she was glad that she lived with her mother, when she heard about magic, Elizabeth couldn't help but wonder how it would be like to live in the magical world. As soon as she figured out and went to Diagon Alley, she made sure that she knew everything about the culture of wizards and witches and making sure that she wouldn't accidentally get herself into trouble. Luckily, her biological father, who knew that she was going to Hogwarts, made sure to buy her the books necessary in order to survive, as well as telling her all about how, although she was a half-blood, she was the legal heir to her father's fortune, which was a good thing considering that he was fairly rich and from a very old pureblood family. Elizabeth knew that if she used her father's last name, she would be known as her father's daughter and not her own person, which is why she used her mother's name. It was funny; in the muggle world, she was known by her father's last name. In the wizarding world, she was known by her mother's last name.

That stern professor was currently calling out names. All of the first years with her seemed very nervous, aside from a blonde girl who stared dreamingly at the ceiling. That girl managed to be a Ravenclaw. Elizabeth waited patiently for her turn and then…

"Moreau, Elizabeth!"

Elizabeth calmly walked to the chair, sat on it, and put on the Hat.

"My, my, aren't you an interesting one?" chuckled a mysterious voice that wasn't so mysterious.

Elizabeth frowned. "I'm not sure whether or not to feel happy or insulted."

"Why would you feel insulted?" asked the Hat.

"Why don't you tell me?" Elizabeth asked. "After all, you can, and are, reading my mind."

"Hm…Well, I suppose you're less interesting than Voldemort and other famous people, but I see great things from you," said the Hat. "And thinking about me with capital letters…I feel so important!"

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Would you care to sort me now?"

"You would certainly do well in Slytherin, Gryffindor, or Ravenclaw. Your lack of ambition makes up for the sheer cunning you seem to posses-You're welcome. You are also rather intelligent, again you're welcome, but you certainly are brave to state your opinions without any regards for yourself. I'm sorry to say that you can't fit in Hufflepuff. Your dry humour and blunt nature would hurt many students in there and, unless something interests you, you don't seem to be all that hardworking. So, it bogs down to three choices: Gryffindor, Slytherin, or Ravenclaw. If you had a choice, what would you choose? You don't care…Well…then it would have to be SLYTHERIN!"

Elizabeth took off the Hat and handed it to Professor McGonagall with a smile. She walked to the clapping Slytherin table. She made sure to sit where there were less people, although no table had any people in them. A young looking blond boy, who seemed to be a second year as he wasn't sorted, held out a hand to Elizabeth. "My name is Draco Malfoy. And yours?"

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at the hand, then at Malfoy. Her father had told her about the Malfoy family. They had been big supporters of Voldemort, but they were rich and made bad enemies. Yet, she didn't want to have anything to do with Voldemort. It didn't matter that her father was a member of the Black family through marriage, Voldemort was against muggleborn and therefore meant her mother. Anyone who was with Voldemort had to be aware that they would not be able to charm her, dangerous enemies or not.

"My name was just called out before," Elizabeth said coolly.

"That was before you were a Slytherin," stated Malfoy, ignoring the cool tone. "Your name?"

"Elizabeth Moreau," said Elizabeth, not taking the hand. "Pleasure."

Malfoy dropped the hand when he realized that Elizabeth wasn't going to take it. "I haven't heard the name Moreau before."

"You wouldn't," stated Elizabeth. "Although I'm a half-blood, my mother raised me in the muggle world as she was a muggle."

A girl across from Malfoy snorted. She seemed to be quite ugly. "You're as good as a mudblood then."

Elizabeth could feel her temper rising, but controlled herself to stay calm. Well, at least on the outside; no one called her family rude names, especially her mother.

"And you are a dumbarse-" Elizabeth ignored the gasps and the shriek from the idiot "-but you don't see me complaining. Now, if you will excuse me, I shall go find some intelligent company." Elizabeth made to get up. Before she could walk away, Malfoy spoke.

"You are making a mistake," said Malfoy coolly. "You do not want to make an enemy out of me."

"And I," Elizabeth said with an icy smile, "am more dangerous than you know."

As she went a quickly clearing table, Elizabeth couldn't help but wish that the Hat would have put her in another other house than Slytherin.

A/N: Elizabeth is related to the Burke family as her father is someone in the Burke family. I'm thinking one of Herbert Burke's sons, which means that Elizabeth is a member of the Black house. Although, that means that they were Sirius's uncle…er…maybe the sons of the sons. Either way, Elizabeth is related to the Blacks and her father is a Burke. Yes, her father was a Voldemort sympathizer, but then he met Elizabeth's mum (who is French and as such, Elizabeth is fluent in both French and English) and decided "screw Voldemort". Also, it's quite hilarious, there's apparently an Elizabeth Burke portrait in Harry Potter AND Elizabeth Burke reminds me of Mrs. Suit from White Collar. Hehe, lol. Anyways, this is a series of drabbles and not in chronological order, so if you're wondering how Elizabeth is randomly in her fifth year and then back to her first year, that's why. And yes, because she exists, this is an AU so there might be changes to the regular timeline. Some will be funny, some will be dramatic, some will be of epic length, and some will just waste your time. Either way, thanks for reading.