Dawn

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter (the movie, books, characters, dialogue or etc.). I also don't own any other book, movie, song or character I may have mentioned along the way. I just so happened to use it for non-profitable fun in my spare time.

Year 1

Draco walked next to his friends up the steps and into the castle he had heard so much about until the ground of eleven-year-olds stopped in front of an elegant looking woman with a pointed hat.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin," Draco smiled. "Now while you're here your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points. Any rule breaking and you will loose points. At the end of the year, the houses with the most points is awarded the house cup,"

"Trevor!" a fat little boy exclaimed at he pushed through the crowd to pick up a stray frog. The professor stared down at him with one delicate eyebrow raised, forcing the boy back in line.

"Dumb mush-head," Goyle smiled next to Draco.

"The Sorting Ceremony will begin momentarily," the professor finished, before turning and going back into the hall, leaving them.

"So it's true then," Draco said, breaking the silence, everyone's attention moving to him as he got up from lazily leaning against the stone railing of the stairs. He slowly pushed himself off of it and smiled at the dark haired boy with the stupid round glasses. "What they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts,"

Whispers erupted around them. "Harry Potter?"

Draco continued, staring right at the famous Harry Potter. "This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy…" Draco stepped forward, standing a step up and in front of Harry, trying to be more intimidating than the famous kid. "Draco Malfoy," A poorly hidden laugh sounded beside Potter and Draco looked up to see a red head that he knew straight off. "Think my name's funny do you?" Draco challenged. "No need to ask yours. Red hair and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley," They both glared at each other before Draco turned his gaze back to the Potter kid. "You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there,"

Draco put out his hand for a handshake, wanting to get Potter on his side, and have even more intimidating power than before, but after Potter debated for a moment, he replied; "I think I can tell the wrong sort for my self thanks,"

Draco's expression changed as he glared at Potter before the tapping of heals and a tap on the shoulder made Draco look up to see as Professor McGonagall. Unwillingly, Draco moved back causing to where he had been, giving Potter one more dirty look before crossing his arms and glaring at the Professor.

"We're ready for you. Follow me,"

The group followed her into the Great Hall, taking in the splendor of the wondrous room. The first years were brought to a stop at the front of the hall.

"Will you wait along here please," Professor McGonagall murmured before addressing the rest of the room. "Now before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words,"

"I have a few start-of-term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note, that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to all who do not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you,"

The group whispered to each other, slightly wide eyed at the announcement, but Draco just rolled his eyes. They were just trying to scare them all into obedience, he wasn't falling for that.

"When I call your name," Professor McGonagall began, getting everyone's attention. "you will come forth, I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses," She picked up a scroll, and then the sorting hat before looking down at the scroll and reading off the name. "Hermione Granger!"

Draco rolled his eyes again as he watched the fizzy haired troll, who was muttering to herself, she walked up to the front and sat down on the stool.

"U-G-Y," Crabbe murmured.

The sorting hat suddenly gained a face and began to mutter to itself while atop the troll's head. "… Right. Okay, Gryffindor!" All of the students at the Gryffindor table began to cheer, standing up and clapping as the troll hopped off the stool and moved to her new home.

Draco was happy, at least he didn't have to live with her when he was placed in Slytherin. Only the sad saps belonged in the other houses. Slytherin was were the strong and clever go, and that was good enough for him.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Draco walked up to the stool with a smile which he turned to Potter as he sat on the stool. Before the sorting hat was even set on Draco's head the sorting hat called out; "Slytherin!" All of the students at the Slytherin table stood up and cheered as they greeted their newest member. Draco marched over with pride, sitting down next to the rest of the house. Now all he had to do was survive the rest of the boring sorting.

"Susan Bones!"

"… I know! Hufflepuff!"

"Ronald Weasley!"

"Ha! Another Weasley! I know just what to do with you... Gryffindor!"

"Harry Potter!"

Draco looked up with little interest, but still watched as an uneasy silence crept over the room as everyone waited for Potter to walk up to the front of the room to be sorted. As soon as the hat was placed on Harry's head it began to mutter to itself for a long minute.

"… Better be… Gryffindor!" The Gryffindor table cheered loudly again as Potter smiled widely, running over to the rest of the stupid house where they all welcomed them. Draco rolled his eyes yet again and turned back to his own group, not paying much attention to the rest of the world.

"Seamus Finnigan!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Ted Leon!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Hannah Abbott!"

"Hufflepuff!''

"Ambrosia Leon!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Pansy Parkinson!"

"Slytherin!"

"Neville Longbottom!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Ernie Macmillan,"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Vincent Crabbe!"

"Slytherin!"

"Lavender Brown!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Padma Patil!"

"Ravenclaw!"

"Pavarti Patil!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Justin Finch-Fletchley!"

"Hufflepuff!"

"Gregory Goyle!"

"Slytherin!"

"Dean Thomas!"

"Gryffindor!"

"Lucy Dawn!"

"Hmm… I think you will be… Slytherin!"

Draco looked up at that. He had never met a Lucy Dawn in his life, and he was curious to see this girl that had been deemed good enough to be apart of the Slytherin house.

Draco looked up at see a small girl walking up to the table with short yellow hair that looked like it couldn't decide if it wanted to be curly or not. He could see that she looked like she wanted to hit something by the way her fists were tight and her lips were pursed into a frown. When she looked up at him he was sure that she was angry, because she used those ugly brown eyes to glare at him- at him! He glared right back and turned back to Crabbe and Goyle and ignored her.

After the sorting was over, Professor McGonagall tapped her spoon against her glass and said, "Your attention please,"

The old coot stood and waved his arms. "Let the feast… begin!"

The rest of the year was filled with Draco teasing Dawn and messing with her beyond all measure. Not to mention he ended up finding out that Dawn was a half-blood. That definitely didn't help her case.

So Dawn stayed in her own little corner and kept to herself… except when she was in classes. There she blossomed and had made friends despite the fact that she was a Slytherin. After initial contact, most of the kids from different houses hadn't noticed. Ravenclaws liked her because of her intellect. Hufflepuffs liked her because she was kind to them and helped them out when she could. Gryffindors were forced to like her because she acted just like them, despite her occasional Slytherin streak that she had. It almost made Draco sick.

Did you really think that she was a Gryffindor that had magically been misplaced? No, not at all. Dawn was a clever Slytherin, and she used everything she had for her gain. Dawn used her friendship with the Ravenclaws for answers they didn't know they were giving her. She used her friendship with the Hufflepuffs, to gain her friendship with the Gryffindors. And she used her friendship with the Gryffindors to get back at the Slytherins.

Yes, Dawn was good, even Draco couldn't help but admit it to himself.