Hello readers, this is a story i had an idea for ages ago but haven't got round to writing it until now. I'm not sure where it's going though so if you have any ideas it would mean a lot if you messaged me or reviewed with your ideas. Hope you like it!

Yes, i'm a Malfoy and i'm walking towards the sorting hat. My sister has just been sorted into Slytherin, she's Kate and i'm Elizabeth.

The stool is dangerously close,

I sit down.

The sorting hat is placed on my head.

'Another Malfoy I see where this is going . . .' The hat laughs in a way to make anyone nervous.

'But wait it'll have to be GRYFFINDOR'

No one cheers, the hall is deadly silent.

Everyone waits and watches including me.

Professor Mcgonagall tells me to stand and go to their table although there is an underlying tone of shock in her usually calm voice.

The silence is making my heartbeat ricochet around the walls, causing me to shake.

Sitting down I swallow and hide, in my hands, from all the watching eyes.

'Isobel Bones' Mrs Mcgonagall breaks the silence.

I turn to the sorting with everyone else

.

'Ravenclaw' declares the hat after some thought.

'Albus Potter' My parents rarely speak of the Potters even though they are the reason we're all safely here.

I don't have anything against them, infact i rather admire their courage, doing the just thing is sometimes laborious.

'You needn't sit on the stool boy, GRYFFINDOR'

The noise was deafening, my ears throbbed so much i hardly heard Trevor Finch-Fletchley being sorted into slytherin along with Amelia Jones.

'Victoire Weasley'

My parents aren't too fond of the weasleys either.

'Gryffindor' shouts the hat and the hall is full of noise again.

'Sarah Thomas'

'Hufflepuff'

The Hufflepuff table whooped and cheered.

'Jonathan Blaze'

'Slytherin'

'Ewan Fitz Pickle'

'Ravenclaw'

'Lila Brown'

'Gryffindor'

The table around me erupted in applause.

'Rosabelle Parker'

'Hufflepuff'

They are the only ones i remember but of course there were so many more as our year is one of the bigger ones since the war.

We weren't allowed to ask about the war ; Kate gave up when Mum wouldn't tell us, but i bought an extra book in Flourish and Blotts called 'The Conflict of Our Time' i'd read it during the run up to the start of term.

It had a collection of authors ranging from a girl called 'Cho Chang's' point of view to a few words from 'Ginerva Potter'.

It was a great read, with snippets of the actions recorded in a few saved photos.

Everyone blood stained and the castle, that has now been re-made with as much of the old stone as possible, in ruins.

'Now before we begin, i would like to introduce myself as Mrs. Mcgonagall to all who don't know me,"

I knew who she was already, dad had thought that he'd tell us a bit about all the teachers he knew to be still here.

"And I won't bother introducing the rest of the staff, after all you'll meet them when needs be. So let the feast begin"

The table was suddenly laden with golden platters of assortments of vegetables, meats and jugs of a pale pink liquid, something that could be mistaken for the muggle beverage of 'pink lemonade' .

Is that what they called it?

I think so.

I'd got some for christmas once from a muggle friend of mine, it was rather delightful.

I helped myself to a glass and discovered it tasted like a sun rise.

The food was delicious, i couldn't help but smile at the warm, bubbly atmosphere

.

Almost everyone was laughing, or at least smiling.

The top table of teachers were smiling too, even if some of their eyes were cracked.

'So, what's your name?'

'I'm Elizabeth'

'Hi Elizabeth, I'm Lila'

'Hello Lila, how are you?'

'Good thanks, this place is truly magical isn't it?' She asked utterly wonderstruck.

'No joke' I chuckled.

'I heard Malfoys don't take kindly to muggleborns' she said almost questioningly.

'No i don't believe they do'

'So now wouldn't be a great time to say i am one'

'Oh i don't mind'

'But you just said -'

'Malfoys also haven't been in Gryffindor since . . . the founding of Hogwarts'

'So you don't mind at all?'

'Not one bit Lila'

'Cool' she replied simply before turning her attention back to the enchanted ceiling.

Already there are rumours about my family being related to me.

I do love my family really, in the same way i know they love me, deep down.

'What are you most looking forward too?' I asked.

'Potions I think' she replied after contemplating the question.

'Care of magical creatures sounds really good too though'

'Good choices, i'm looking forward to potions too but dad told us that Care of magical creatures is a bit dangerous so i'm rather nervous about that'

'Oh really? All i heard is that it had a really nice teacher.'

'His name's Rubeus Hagrid, he seems decent, rather obsessed with his subject though'

'Well it has to be interesting then doesn't it?'

'Good point'

I took another gulp of my pink, sunrise drink and smiled at my new friend. At least one of us thought on the positive side.

"I will ask the house prefects to lead their houses to their dormitories and bid you goodnight, Goodnight." Professor Mgonagall said once everyone had laid down there cutlery.

Everyone started getting up from the tables and a few older students skipped to the front of the sea of students.

Me and Lila walked behind some other Gryffindor first years who were anxious to not get lost.

'Gryffindors follow me' Called a dark haired girl.

We all scuttled after her.

'Watch out for the staircases ; they have a habit of moving'

Ah, the moving staircases i'm glad they put that charm back on it'll make getting to classes nice and easy.

Looking across at Lila i saw that her face portrayed an expression of pure shock.

'Moving staircases?' She whispered to me.

'Yep, i don't know when they decided to do that'

'And i thought i wouldn't be surprised by anything after being told i was a witch'

I doubt she knows much about our world then.

Us with our Flobberworms and Hinkypunks.

'Ad Intia' said the girl with the badge to a portrait of a rather large lady that consequently swung open to reveal a room with a fire and a collection of seats.

'This is the Gryffindor common room where you will spend your spare time'

'Girls dormitories to the left, Boys to the right'

We filed off to either staircase and found our luggage by the side of each bed.

Lila was to my right, Victoire Weasley to my left.

There were five of us in our dormitory.

This place seemed much more comfy than what dad described to be the Slytherin common room, maybe that has changed though. Mum even made us pack our winter coats in preparation for being down there.

'Shall we all get some sleep, i expect we'll be needing it for our first day of lessons tomorrow' Victoire suggested.

Heads were nodded in agreement, and we all started getting ready for bed.

I put my book on my bedside table and tied my hair into a quick plait, after putting my pajamas on and brushing my teeth.

I clambered into my four poster bed, it was nice polished wood, the sort you see on pianos.

Even if it is only a little bit, I play piano. Kate is better than me though, as she is for almost anything that doesn't include using her brain.

I smiled to myself knowing that Kate will hate me more than ever now that i have a warm common room. I probably won't tell her then, besides i'm in Gryffindor what other reasons to hate me does she need?

Victoire was deeply breathing, undoubtedly in an undisturbed slumber.

Lila was quiet, in a way making me think she's thinking.

Imagine going from not knowing anything about our world to being told you're a witch . . . and she's still kept true to being herself. (I hope).

I wonder what new experiences this year holds for me?

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~ Eshenezrai