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Fox Chase
The Sorting
Harry Potter sat aboard the Hogwarts express. His excitement at finally escaping the Dursley's for the summer was evident in his eyes. As he contemplated the upcoming year and the things he would learn, the compartment door slid open. In the door way stood a girl. Her unremarkable face looked at him sadly as she said, "May I join you?"
Harry looked at her perplexed. He nodded the affirmative and she took a seat opposite him close to the window. She sat in silence and Harry broke the ice by saying, "I'm Harry. Is this you're first year as well?"
The girl looked at him thoughtfully and stated, "Yes, are you a muggleborn?"
Harry bemusedly replied, "Well my parents were magic, but I was raised by my muggle relatives."
The girl frowned and was about to reply when the compartment door slid open for the second time. A redheaded boy stood there, and sheepishly asked if he could join them. The girl had turned back to the window as he entered and the redhead was all too happy to ignore her.
"Ron Weasley," the newcomer stated and held out his hand to Harry.
"Harry, Harry Potter," the boy replied. As Ron gapped at him, the girl sharply turned her head towards him and gazed upon him with intense royal blue eyes. She stayed silent. However, Ron proceeded to ask Harry questions that increasingly made him uncomfortable. It was during this that the compartment door slid open for the third time.
A bossy looking girl came in with a timid looking boy following on her heels. "Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one." The travelers in the compartment shook their heads negatively. "Oh well, I'm Hermione Granger, this is Neville Longbottom, and you are?" she asked with raised eyebrows.
"Ron Weasley" "Harry Potter"
Hermione exclaimed in delight and began to list all the books she read about Harry and started to prattle on. Meanwhile the girl next to the window had switched her intense gaze from Harry onto Neville. She studied him with interest while he grew increasingly nervous under her gaze. His relief was prominent when Hermione proceeded to drag him out of the compartment a few minutes later.
For the rest of the trip, the girl looked out the window, contemplating silently. When the train arrived at Hogsmead station, the occupants of the train proceed either to the coaches or in the first year's case, to the boats. The entire time, the girl was silent, observing her future classmates. When the students eventually were lead into the Great Hall, whisperings that Harry Potter was attending Hogwarts this year were abundant.
The sorting started. Harry silently contemplated which Hogwarts House he would be placed in. Gryffindor, the house of the brave. Hufflepuff, the house of the hardworking and loyal. Ravenclaw, the studious group of quick-witted students. Lastly Slytherin, the house of the cunning, or from what he heard, evil. Ron and Hagrid had declared that only Slytherin had wizards who went Dark. These proclamation and a rather disagreeable conversation with his new archenemy Draco Malfoy, cemented his feelings.
As he was thinking of this, a name was called that instantly silenced the Hall. He belatedly noticed the silence and wondered at the cause. He did not see any of his fellow first years step up to the Sorting Hat. The Hall started to become tense with anticipation as the Deputy Headmistress, Minerva McGonagall, slowly called out the name again.
"Vulpecula Lestrange"
The group of unsorted first years slowly parted as a figure walked up the steps and to the Sorting Hat. Her unremarkable face, and royal blue eyes pegged her as the girl from the train. He realized he had never thought to ask her name.
The unremarkable girl sat on the stool and waited. The Sorting Hat started to whisper in her ear,
"Ahh, Vulpecula Lestrange. Interesting. What on Earth? Ohhhh, I see. Very clever, and I can see you can pull it off. You were suitably named. Where to put you? With your personality, you could go anywhere. What's this? The best way to achieve your goal is to have everyone fear you? Very cunning indeed….SLYTHERIN!!!"
With a Dark Smile that sent chills down the spines of everyone in the Great Hall, she exited the stool. Step One of her plan was complete.
Authors Note:
Vulpecula is the constellation of the Fox. I figured I would name my main character after a constellation because the woman and men of the Black family are given astrological names. The Fox It is eternally being chased across the sky by the Arrow, but is always ahead of others, so it is always safe. The myth will be important to the story at some point.