The Sorting…
Now that Scorpius Malfoy was no longer worried about staying paralyzed for life, he worried about what house he was going to be sorted in. He really did not want to be in Hufflepuff, and his father would kill him if he got sorted into Gryffindor. Truth be told, Scorpius did not want to end up in Slytherin either. He set his sights on Ravenclaw.
"Hey Malfoy," said a voice behind him.
Scorpius turned around. Oh joy…he thought.
It was none other than the legendary second year rule breaker James Potter—Albus's older brother.
"I heard that my cousin Rose whipped your sorry butt. Better watch your back Malfoy. Don't do anything stupid." James grinned his cocky grin and sauntered away.
Scorpius glared at the general direction James had gone off in. Rose Weasely…he thought…was such a pain in the arse. She had no right to make a complete fool of him! He could not believe that a Weasley—let alone a first year Weasley—had hexed him on his first day. On yes…she will be sorry…
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The Great Hall at Hogwarts had always fascinated Rose Weasley. She had read about it so many times in Hogwarts: A History. She loved the enchantment casted upon the ceiling so much that she had asked her mother to perform the same charm to the ceiling of her own bedroom. She was explaining everything about this charm to Albus for the umpteenth time as she walked into the Great Hall, but she found the site so magnificent that she was at a loss for words.
She had to be in Gryffindor. All Weasleys were sorted into Gryffindor, and she did not want to be the exception. She wanted to be brave—she wanted to do something brilliant.
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The Sorting Hat had finished his song, and the Great Hall was silent. Every first year was quite terrified about which house they would be sorted in.
Professor Longbottom—a family friend of the Potters and Weasleys—was the newly appointed Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts. He called out the names of the first years.
"Abernanthy, Justin."
RAVENCLAW!
"Allen, Elizabeth."
HUFFLEPUFF!
"Bulstrode, Sarah."
SLYTHERIN!
"Chang, Anna."
GRYFFINDOR!
Rose found the name oddly familiar. Anna Chang must be the daughter of Cho Chang, Uncle Harry's first crush. Rose would laugh if Anna and Albus got married. Both looked like their respective parents.
"Creevey, Joanne."
Rose remembered Joanne. Apparently the latter's uncle and Aunt Ginny were leaders of an unofficial Harry Potter fan club in their first year at Hogwarts…
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"Lestoff, Anthony."
SLYTHERIN!
"Longbottom, Alice."
GRYFFINDOR!
Alice…she was Professor Longbottom's daughter.
"Lorance, Jane."
RAVENCLAW!
"Luclea, Rolph."
SLYTHERIN!
"Malfoy, Scorpius."
Scorpius nervously walked to the sorting hat. He tried to appear calm and a bit nonchalant about the matter. Rose could see behind the relaxed expression that was plastered onto his face. Scorpius had no idea what house he was going to be in, but he hoped that the hat would let him choose.
"A Malfoy," said a drawling voice after the hat was placed onto Scorpius's head. "I would put you with the rest of your family—into Slytherin—but you seem differend. Less…oh…so you don't want to be in Slytherin…don't worry…I wasn't going to place you there…you seem pretty smart…yes, the Weasley girl is smarter than you, sorry…no offence… better be—RAVENCLAW!
Scorpius beamed with pleasure—his smirk was back on his face. What he failed to notice was that the entire Great Hall was in a state of shock. "A Malfoy that isn't in Slytherin? No way! How is that possible?"
Rose was also shocked—not because of the fact that Scorpius was a Malfoy—but that he seemed so Slytherin-like (in her eyes, anyway.) The hat must be off its rocker! Nobody in their right mind would put that boy in any other house than Slytherin.
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"Parkinson, Bethany."
SLYTHERIN!
"Parkinson, Nathaniel."
SLYTHERIN!
"Patil, Sylvia."
GRYFFINDOR!
"Porter, John."
HUFFLEPUFF!
"Potter, Albus."
Albus slowly walked up to the sorting hat and awaited his doom. "Another Potter," said the same drawling voice. "You guys are bound to catch up with the Weasleys. Hmmm…you seem rather cunning—yes—but also brave…I see that you are quite loyal…intelligence…you do not lack it…not really…hmmm…legacy…so you don't really mind any house…good…well, not Hufflepuff…brother teases you about Slytherin…don't worry…better be—GRYFFINDOR!"
Albus's shoulders suddenly relaxed. Relief was written all over his face. He cheerfully made his way to the Gryffindor table, where James promptly handed him five galleons. The two had previously bet on whether or not Albus would be in Gryffindor.
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"Wagner, Albert."
HUFFLEPUFF!
"Wang, Natalie."
GRYFFINDOR!
"Weasley, Rose."
Rose, like every first year before her, was nervous as she climbed upon the pedestal to be sorted. She needed to be in Gryffindor. Her father had threatened to disinherit her if she was not in Gryffindor—though she knew that he was joking. Either way, she still wanted to be in Gryffindor. She went and put the hat on.
"Oh dear, another Weasley," drawled a voice, "you lot reproduce faster than rabbits. I see that you have your mother's brains…yes…you would do well in Ravenclaw…yes…wait…so you did hex the Malfoy boy…hmmm…quite a bit of courage, I see…and quite a bit of talent and family loyalty…well…better be—GRYFFINDOR!"
If somebody thought that Albus looked relieved, that was nothing compared to Rose's expression. Relief spread across her face. She practically skipped over to the Gryffindor table, and slid into a seat between Albus and Anna Chang.
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"Wood, James."
GRYFFINDOR!
"Wundry, Lisa."
HUFFLEPUFF!
"Xani, Zebulon."
SLYTHERIN!
"Yancy, Julia."
RAVENCLAW!
"Yang, Justin."
RAVENCLAW!
"Zabini, Antonio."
SLYTHERIN!
With that, the sorting was over. Rose knew that the Zabini boy would be in Slytherin. It was no surprise at all. That boy was a slimy git—even slimier than Scorpius Malfoy. He—Zabini—had deserted his "friend" when his friend was paralyzed and unable to speak. Rose's thoughts turned back to Malfoy. Malfoy did not even know her, and he had called her a "smart-ass." Why did he do that? What was the matter with him? What he did was not the proper way to treat anybody—and definitely not Rose Weasley! She would deal with him later…
