AN: O HAI! NOMEH here. Bringing you a story from a different site that I also have published on. I am in the process of transferring stuff so please bare with me as I work on this transfer. Also please enjoy and let me know what you think ;p
Disclaimer; I do not own Harry Potter.
Chapter 1:
She lay there in her new bed. No longer surrounded by crimson and gold, her room was now adorned in green and silver. She lay there on black satin sheets, buried under a dark green velvet down comforter, her head buried in the finest pillows.
She was thankful she was appointed head girl, it had been her dream since starting school here at Hogwarts. But today she was thankful for different reasons, today she was thankful because it meant that she had her own room. Which meant she didn't have to be among the others of her new house. With the exception of the new head boy of course.
Draco Malfoy. She had expected it to be him, although she never let on the Harry and Ron that she knew this. He had the grades, the attitude, and obviously he had leadership capabilities. Not only that he was cunning. Summer proved that, when he tearfully recounted that it had been Snape who coerced him into everything. Saying that he would kill him and his parents if he did not kill Dumbledore. In the end he couldn't do it even at the expense of his self and his family. Needless to say the Wizengamot ate it up. Snape was killed before he could be brought before trial. Therefore Draco's story was the only evidence that could be accounted for, and he was released. But everyone knew that Voldemort had killed Snape, and that the Malfoy's were spared to wreak havoc at a later date.
She lay there staring at the canopied top of her new king sized bed. She felt oddly comfortable, as though she were in her place. She knew her mind was playing tricks on her, things were not in their place. And that she was MOST definitely NOT in her place.
She turned on her side and stared at the wall, events from earlier replayed in her mind.
They were all watching as the new students were placed in their new houses. When the final name had been called, Professor McGonnagal told Filch to take the sorting hat back to its place. She made the usual announcements, woods were off limits, no magic in the halls, she congratulated the appointed heads and prefects, but just as she announced that it was time to eat. The great double doors burst forth. In ran a very perplexed Filch carrying in a yelling sorting hat.
"Filch what is the meaning of this" the headmistress yelled trying to be heard over the wails of the sorting hat.
"Sorry professor I was about to put him on his shelf when he started sniffing, and then he told me I had to take him back . But I told him you said to put him away, so then he started yelling and screaming that he be brought before you immediately"
Every head was now turned in their direction, food long forgotten. What could have made the sorting hat start yelling.
"Okay, fine…..Dear sorting hat, what has you so distraught?"
She took the hat from filch and placed him on the stool.
"The house of Gryffindor it calls
A traitor lives within its halls
With looks that of a muggle born
Lies purer blood than pure blood known
A secret call comes from within
Mind and body scream
SLYTHERIN!"