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"Cecilia. Cecilia are you ready?" A considerate voice asked her way.

Cecilia merely looked at her. She was still partial to the idea of coming to this dreadful school in this gloomy country.

Staring off into a corner she starting to dream of her country. France.

The hills filled of wild sunflowers, and a countryside that feels like your stepping into a fairytale.

Snapping back into the reality of her situation, and realizing that she is no longer living in her home, going to her school, that she is now go to be living in England with her father, and her mother, and going to an entirely new school. Hogwarts.

It was about time now. Time to be introduced to this new school. Smoothing down her dark blue silk tea-length hoop dress, straightening out her hat, rubbing her perfectly lined red lips, and checking to make sure her curled blonde hair was still in place.

Behind the doors still, she noticed the crease between the doors was letting in a small picture of the scene of what was happening in front of her.

She saw the Great Hall. She had been there before. In the tour that her mother insisted that she took. It was the same time that she had been sorted in the house that she would be living in for the next 3 years. But this time it was full with people. And straight down the walk way was a narrow table with what looked like all teachers. And walking toward a wooden podium now, was an older man. With a ridiculously long beard. Cecilia recognized him and she thought she could remember his name as Dumbledore.

The man began to speak, " Lady's and Gentleman." The groans and what nows could be heard whispered to one another's friends until another booming voice silenced them. "Today we have the honor of partaking a very rare event. It is not often that we see a new face enter into our school in such an odd time and sequence. And today that is exactly what is to happen." More whispers circulated throughout the Great Hall eventually escalating into separate conversations.

"Who is he?"

"Or she!" a very percousis Raven claw reminded the group.

And one table over, the Gryffindor were debating on which house the unknown would be in.

"Lady's and Gentleman if I could hold your attention for just a few short moments and then all your questions will be answered." The headmaster projected across the large room.

Cecilia's heart was beating. But she was a Deloncre', and she was going to be strong and show no signs of fear. And Cecilia backed away from the door just in time for them to open and reveal the full masterpiece of the Great Hall. Cecilia quickly looked around at the faces staring backing at her and then at the marvelous ceiling as it portrayed the night sky with candles floating spontaneously.

And Cecilia started to walk forward and all that she could hear was the clack of her black leather heels and looked at the headmaster standing before her. She soon reached right under the podium, turned and suddenly realized how many people were staring at her and whispering to their neighbors and Cecilia tensed up at all the thoughts. But a person sitting close to her saw her discomfort and gave a small reassuring smile. This somehow made Cecilia feel better and relaxed her posture. And as she scanned the room, her eyes feel upon a very blonde boy. Even more blonde than Cecilia herself. She'd never seen someone with such light hair, even though it was common in France. But that was not what fascinated her, but it was his steely grey eyes and hard, but some how handsome features. And when the hard line of his mouth curved into a small smirk Cecilia proptly shifted her view.

During Cecilia's waltz up the walkway and her monolouged thoughts Dumbledore had been speaking about how her name Cecilia Deloncre' and general facts. Now that Dumbledore was talking about what the students really wanted to hear.

"Now I know your all itching to know just who our lovely Ms. Cecilia will be housing with, and due to a previous meeting the sorting hat has chosen." He said in a very professional booming voice. And taking a deep breath a said, "Slytherin"

And the screaming from the left table erupted as their house name was called.

Cecilia saw all the smiles stop from the other houses as soon as that name was called. But that far left table beamed with pride to welcome another one of their own.

Cecilia joined the table at the end and the Slytherins welcomed her with clever smiles and handshakes.

"Welcome Cecilia. My name is Alexander. Or Alex, and this is Bryant." A dusty blonde said firmly to Cecilia and the other boy simply nodded his head.

"And I'm Anthea." A girl with dark chocolate hair and blue eyes almost sang to our taken aback French maiden.

"It's all very nice to meet you" Cecilia said with a bright smile.

"Yes, so you're from France? Why exactly did you come here?" Anthea asked musically.

Putting her fork down from the food she was delicately starting to eat, "Well my father moved us here. For his job. And to be quite frank I don't know what he does."

"That's alright neither do I. I don't think any of us really do." To Cecilia's quiet surprise it was Bryant who had spoken.

"Yes I believe that's right Bryant." An unfamiliar voice from behind spoke startling Cecilia to grasp her wand.

"Now there will be no need for that." The voice said as its hand brushed Cecilia's off her wand.

Simply staring at the man who had scared her, waiting for him to say something. When she realized it was the man that had smirked at her in her grand entrance.

"I have not gotten a chance to introduce myself, my name is Draco Malfoy." The voice said extending his hand.

"Cecilia Deloncre'. Pleased to make your aquitance." She said spinning back around to face her new friends.

"Yes. Now it would be my pleasure to take you on a tour of the grounds, show you how to get around." He said with one of those smirks that sent waves of blue into his steel eyes.

"No thank you. I am perfectly capable of maneuvering on my own," She said to her plate.

Draco knocking Anthea down the bench so that he could see her face said, "Oh come on. It is a rather large school. It can get confusing."

Dropping her silverware making a not so subtle clanking, which made even more spectators then there already were, she snapped back, "Unlike some incapable mindless sluts, I am perfectly able to function in a society without your help. Ok?"

The snickering of her friends and others could only be heard by the keenest of ears, but it was silenced but a deadly glare that Draco had given them the moment he stood up from the bench.

"Goodbye." Cecilia said politely as he walked back to his section and took a quick glance, still in shock from the sudden rejection.

And Cecilia returned to her friends as they busted out into laughter and Alex managed to say, "I guess the sorting hat was right. Truly Welcome."

Later that night Cecilia was exhausted from her day's travels and events. And soon planned to head off to bed. She also had just found out that Anthea was one of her roommates and that made her feel very comfortable. And while the rest of the Slytherin girls were sleeping, they stayed up and were talking.

"Cecilia do you realize who you told off today at dinner?" she said in hushed tones.

"No. Do you remember that whole part about being a new student? Key word- New." Cecilia asked sarcastically with a smile on her angelic face.

"Oh. Yea. Sorry. But that was Draco Malfoy. Only like the richest Slytherin." Anthea said in a disbelieving tone.

"So. That doesn't give him the right to treat me like a common hussy who will fall into the arms of any man who asks!" Cecilia practically shouted.

"I know but he is going to be pissed now. You're the first girl to ever reject him. That is if your lucky enough for him to choice you." She said with a distant longing in her eyes.

Cecilia snapping her fingers in front of her eyes broke Anthea out of her trance. "Oh sorry." She said half laughing and smiling. "Anyway, tomorrow is going to a busy day I suggest you get some rest."

"I think that's a splendid idea." Cecilia said through a yawn and crawled up into her new four-poster bed.

"Goodnight, Cecilia." Anthea said once again in that musical tone.

"Goodnight, Anthea." Cecilia said already half asleep.

-I'll update soon. or atleast try.