So here I was. After all of this… all of …. Could I call it my life? Perhaps is should explain. My name is Rose Weasly. You will know my family, who doesn't? My dad helped in the war with Voldemort. You may say it's just a name, and I agree, but he was once the most feared wizard in the whole history of wizarding. He was a Gryffindor, like all of my family has been. And this brings me back to where I was.
Sitting in my room, I waited for everyone else to finish packing. We were heading to go to Hogwarts, where I would get sorted. "DONE" hollered my brother, Hugo. "AT LAST", my mum, Hermione yelled back. Mums a muggle born, which means her mum and dad were non-magic people . Some people, mainly purebloods, would say this would mean she should be a Hufflepuff, not smart enough or brave enough or cunning enough to be a Slytherin or a Ravenclaw or a Gryffindor. They are wrong. My mum is the smartest witch in her age, since she was 11. " Right" said my dad putting my trunk in the boot. " I don't know why you took so long Hugo, you're not even going to Hogwarts this year!" I lauged.
Hugo scowled at me.
At Kings Cross Station.
…" Oh, and if you don't make Gryffindor we'll disown you so no pressure." Said harry, my uncle and Lily , Albus and James dad. His wife, Ginny, is dads sister, so they are our cousins. Albus looked worried, James had been teasing him about becoming a Slytherin all year. Aunt Ginny and mum scowled. " Just kidding" they said hurridly. My relatives both have the Weasly temper. I nudged Albus , Roxy and Dominique , "come on, let's go find a compartment". Roxy is uncle Georges and Aunt Angelina's daughter, and her brother is Fred, Dominique is Uncle Bill and Aunt fleurs daughter, whos sister is Victoire and Lucy, who all inherited the veela gene from their mother. We set of to find a compartment. "BYE" yelled our mothers, "WE'LL WRITE EVERY WEEK". So embarrassing.
We were at Hogwarts and the sorting was taking place when I hear d a name I recognised,
"Malfoy, Scorpius"
After a minute the sorting hat announced him a..
"Slytherin!"
The green and silver table clapped and cheered.
A little later..
"Albus Potter"
It only took a couple of seconds for him to be announced a…
"Gryffindor!"
All my relatives applauded very loudly, along with Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.
A minute later… "Weasley Dominique"
"Gryffindor!"
Then somehow…
"Roxy Weasley"
"Gryffindor"
"umm, Professor Longbottom? Aren't I meant to be next?" I said.
"Oh sorry miss Weasley I missed you on the call role" said Uncle Neville. All the professors call you miss or my, even Uncle Neville when we was at school. At his requested we called him Professor.
I walked over to the hat, and calmly put it on my head, then I heared,
"Oh yes, Rose Weasley I have been expecting you, let's have a look in your head…. Hmmm you have your mothers brains, that's for sure, but I don't regret putting her in Gryffindor… you also don't belong in Ravenclaw… you too would find being in a house for your cleverness too easy… you also share your families bravery… you would do well in Gryffindor, but before I place you there let me carry on looking in your head… you are very loyal… but oh, what's this? A mischievous side to you… most likely from your uncles Fred and George.." I smiled, yes my uncles were most michevious, well George is, Fred was…" so its ost obvious where you should go now, got to be SLYTHERIN!"
"WHAT!" my family yelled. "Oh no" I thought. This was not going to end well…