A/N Hi :) just wanted to say that this is my very first fanfiction ever...actually pretty much the first thing I've written that wasn't an assignment...so I would love any constructive criticism!
Scorpius was confident. He had been raised to think-to know-that he was better than everyone else. And now looking over the great expanse of the dining hall he felt he had no reason to be anything but confident.
He came from a long line of Slytherins. His father had been a notorious Slytherin, not to mention death eater, and fully expected Scorpius to follow in his footsteps. Minus the Death Eater part, since obviously they were no more.
But everyone in the dining hall knew without a doubt that he would be in Slytherin house. He recognized a few people that were, like him, first years waiting to be sorted. He recognized that Weasley girl. It was hard to miss a Weasley, what with their bright red hair. Then again his hair didn't exactly blend in either, but that was completely beside the point. What was the point?
Everything about the sorting had nothing to do with him really. He sighed as another first year was sorted. They were approaching his name now.
"Malfoy, Scorpius", McGonagall called out his name next.
He walked- strutted- to the stool and the Sorting Hat was placed on his head.
"Hmmm…"the Sorting Hat thought to Scorpius. "This is a tough one to sort".
Why? Why should it be tough to sort him? He would be in Slytherin, right? Scorpius felt his confidence slowly slipping away as the hat mumbled "Slytherin doesn't seem quite right for you…"
"NO!" Scorpius screamed in his thoughts. "Slytherin is right for me! I should be in Slytherin!"
"I don't see it…" the Sorting Hat replied. "Best be…"
"Anything but Gryffindor, anything but Gryffindor…" Scorpius chanted in his mind.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the Sorting Hat announced. The Great Hall was silent as Scorpius shakily walked over to the Gryffindor table, his skin several shades paler than it should have been. He should have been angry at the stupid hat for putting him where he didn't want to be, should have been angry in general just because of his situation. But at that moment he could only think one thing-"dad is going to kill me".