AN: I'll upload the next chapter in two days.
~Draco~
"Malfoy, Draco!"
Draco strode forwards to the little stool and sat down, plopping the Sorting Hat onto his head. It dropped down over his eyes, blocking his vision. He smiled in the dark.
I'll be in Slytherin, he thought happily. Just like the rest of my family. I shouldn't worry. Slytherin is where I belong.
"Are you sure?" said a small voice into his ear. "I think that maybe-"
I want to be in Slytherin. Draco thought firmly. Slytherin.
"No." answered the Hat. "I see courage in you . . . I want you to go to GRYFFINDOR!"
The Sorting Hat yelled that last word to the entire hall. There was a gasp from both the Slytherin and Gryffindor table.
"A Malfoy . . . in Gryffindor?!"
"Draco Malfoy belongs to us!"
"He must be the first in years . . ."
Shocked, Draco lifted the hat from his head. Gryffindor? GRYFFINDOR?! His father was going to be so disappointed . . .
