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Authors note: Something that has been in my head for the longest time. Possibly a one-shot but contemplating it.
An unknown
The sight of seeing the grand Hogwarts stunned all of the first years except for me and my brother. Sailing through the black lake is quiet, the forest around is quiet and it being evening made it all exquisite. Landing by the shores, everyone got out and made our ways up to the entrance where a woman stood waiting, with me and my brother holding hands.
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My brother came to us when he was a year old, same age as me but he's older by a couple months and since then has been inseparable, holding hands to lend each other strength and wisdom.
We grew up knowing about the muggle world and the wizarding world, combining each so we know more than purebloods. I am a pureblood whereas my brother is half-blood but we didn't care about things like that. Our parents have taught us that wealth, stature and blood are not important and that most will be arrogant and pig headed about everything.
My brother is Harry Potter and we told him all the things that have happen since he was born, everything we knew and didn't sugar coat anything. He knew who he is but didn't care about any of it, because of a bunch of scared adult couldn't do what he did, or didn't do when he defeated the Dark Lord. His mother, real mother, sacrifice herself for her only son and so people assume he did it but only the Order knew and so did we.
We told him that people will try to befriend him because he's famous and so we taught him to look for those that are lying. We taught him well.
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Walking up the steps that will lead us, first years, to the grand hall for our sorting, we are left waiting for the professor to lead us in and the children were looking at each other. Some were sneering, most are shy and others look confident. Harry and I, hands still clasps together, ignored everything around us and waited patiently, that is until someone opens their mouths.
"So, the rumors are true: Harry Potter has come back to Hogwarts" a clash of whispering ignited and we glared at the person who addressed Harry.
"Really, and who might you be?" I replied to a blonde to our left. He came over and stood in front of us.
"I wasn't talking to you, little girl (He stares at Harry in the eyes) my name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy and you'll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there" He held out his hand to Harry and I snorted for his attention.
"Well I can tell you something about that, Malfoy. Some wizarding families are better than others, especially those that are higher up then those looking at me right now" I smirked as his smile faltered and a silence blanketed over our small group.
"What are you talking about, girl?" Before an answer came, the professor showed up and tapped Malfoy on his shoulders for him to go back to his spot. He gave me one last glare before he did and the professor spoke:
"We are ready for you, come this way" She then turned as we followed behind through the grand doors leading to the hall.
A gasp of awe littered everywhere as the scene in front of us put the newbies in excited whisper.
"It a spell, an enchantment. I've read about it in 'Hogwarts: a history" said a bushy haired girl that reminded me of someone I used to know.
Stopping in front of a throne like chair with a tattered old hat, the professor turned to us and waited for something. That something is the tattered old hat coming alive and singing some Hogwarts ceremony song of the four houses us will be sorted into. When it finished, the professor then unrolled a parchment and said the names of those that will be sorted.
We tuned out and looked around, checking out the hall and the other professors sitting in the row in front of us. Our eyes landed on a black clothed man with almost shoulder length hair and he too is looking at us with curiosity. He is speaking with a man with a turban on his head and that's when Harry gasped quietly, too quietly for others but me to hear. I squeezed his hand in question and he squinted at me to say later.
"Miss Roxanne?" no last name and that will be me. All the professors stared in shock. Whispers of 'an unknown' scattered all over the hall and silence when I stepped up to the chair after I let Harry's hand go and stopped in front of the table of the professors. The headmaster stood up and bowed in respect. I bowed back and sat down. The hat lay on my head and a voice entered my mind: 'Hmm, an unknown indeed. Welcome back, Miss Roxanne. It has been what, 12 years since you last were in these very halls and 50 years before that. Such a huge gap that is, what have you been up to?' The hat knew me and knew me well. 'At that time, I taught myself and didn't need to come to Hogwarts, especially after he killed me and I need time to myself. It's good to see you too' I smiled. 'Ah yes, of course. I did missed you so and once again, welcome back Miss Roxanne. Now let's see where you should go this time as you have been in all four houses before, maybe it's time to go back to the beginning, you think?' I could feel him smiling.
'Yes, Lets'
The hat cleared his throat, is that possible? And in a bellowing voice he called out my house:
"Slytherin"
A hush at first then the table of my house cheered for me as I hopped off the chair and stepped down but waited. The Professor furrowed her brows at me.
"You are to go to your table, Miss Roxanne" I looked at her with a bored expression.
"I'll wait here, Thank you"
"You are to –" I cut her off.
"I'll wait here" She almost glared at me until she remembered who I am then proceed to call on names.
2 more came and went, then finally Harry is called and like me, a clash of whispers sounded in the great Hall and got the attention of the headmaster. With a confident air around him, Harry stepped up to the chair, and sat down with the hat upon his brows.
I smiled as he spoke to the hat and it only took a good minute before he too is sorted.
"Slytherin" Every student body is stunned to say the least, even the professors at the table but Harry smirked at it all. He got up and came to me where we clasped each other hand and walked proudly to our table where they cheered the loudest!
To say that the Headmaster was flabbergasted would be an understatement of the century.
Sitting side by side, Harry and I waited until all the first years were sorted and after that the Head master stood up and silenced everyone.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts and Welcome to the new comers. It's a pleasure to see old and new faces joining us this year. Before we begin our feast, just a few rules to those new comers; First: the 3 floor corridor is off limits to all students. Second: no spells in the hallways or detention will be fallen you. Third: Do not go into the forbidden forest or you will be meeting a terrible fate. Now dig in!" with that, he waved his hand and the food appeared on our tables, groaning under its heavy weight.
Our table mates kept shooting glances our way in curiosity and wonderment as to how I know Harry Potter. Well, it's their wonder and my knowledge. As we ate, we both felt someone staring at us for the longest time and it was starting to get to me, but a squeeze from Harry's hand, I let the tension go. That is until the owner of those eyes stood up and came over, so I nudged Harry for his attention.
We both turned around in our seats and there stood Draco Malfoy, with a blush of embarrassment? No it can't be, Malfoys don't blush, as I heard Lucius mention it before in another life.
Malfoy cleared his throat and looked at both of us in the eyes as our table became silenced.
"I would like to apologize for my earlier behavior. I didn't know that Harry Potter would be friends with an Unknown, let alone someone whom my father has mention quite a many times (he whispered the last part, Thank god) I was rude and pig headed and I would like to be forgiven. I hope we can start off anew" Gasp from the girls, quiet sniggers from the boys and we looked at Draco the longest time, making him uncomfortable under our scrutinizing gaze. Harry and I looked at each other and smiled before standing up with our hands held out.
"Harry Potter, forgiven" He shook Draco's hand.
"Miss Roxanne, forgiven" I shook his hand. And the smile that Draco Malfoy gave is the brightest and our table applauded in our greeting.
"May I sit with you two?" We didn't need to hear him twice as Harry scooted over and Draco sat on his left.
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