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"Abbot, Hannah!" McGonagall called out.

A small, blonde girl approached the hat warily. The hat covered her face and, after a short moment, it shouted "HUFFLEPUFF!" The girl made her way to the appropriate table as the older Hufflepuffs cheered. After she was seated, Mcgonagall continued to call out names.

"Bones, Susan!" she called.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" said the hat, and Susan took her place next to Hannah.

"Boot, Terry!"

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Brocklehurst, Mandy!"

"RAVENCLAW!"

Brown, Lavender!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Bulstrode, Millicent!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Finch-Fletchley, Justin!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Finnigan, Seamus!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Granger, Hermione!"

Wish's eyes followed her soon-to-be Gryffindor grandmother as Hermione went up to the stool with the hat. Wow, granny sure looks different at this age, Wish thought.

"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat proclaimed.

"Greengrass, Daphne!"

Again, Wish stared at her relative, her great aunt, as Daphne was sorted into Slytherin.

A few more names were called until "Longbottom, Neville!" who was sorted into Gryffindor after a few minutes of deliberation.

Next was Wish's grandfather's turn. The platinum blonde haired boy walked up to the sorting hat and plopped it on his head cockily.

"SLYTHERIN!" the hat shouted the instant the boy's head came near it. Draco Malfoy smirked and pranced off towards the Slytherin table as Wish stared in confusion at her grandfather's behaviour.

Then it was her turn. "Malfoy, Wish!" called McGonagall.

Draco stopped abruptly before he reached the table and spun around, watching the girl with wavy, strawberry blonde hair who, for some unknown reason, shared his surname.

Wish was nervous now, as she approached the hat and placed it on her head.

"Hmmm," said the hat. "Our little time traveller."

"It's not like I travelled back in time on purpose," Wish thought-spoke to the hat.

The hat merely chuckled in response and began deliberating over what house Wish should be in.

"Hmmm," said the hat again, "so what house do you want to be in?"

"Isn't that supposed to be your job?" said Wish snarkily.

"Ah, how right you are."

"SLYTHERIN!" shouted the hat to the entire hall.

Before Wish could take the hat off, the hat muttered some last words to her.

"There is a way to go back to your time, Wish. You must be where you were when you were sent back. Good luck with the current Malfoys. Oh, and by the way, nice name." The hat chuckled as Wish threw it down upon the stool.

She made her way over to the Slytherin table, where Draco was still standing in confusion. "Who are you?" he asked. Wish refused to answer and sat down in silence, trying to figure out what the hat meant. She was so lost in thought she missed the sorting of her other grandfather, Ron, into Gryffindor, and her Gryffindor grandparents' best friend, the famous Harry Potter, also into Gryffindor. Wish snapped to attention as Dumbledore clapped his hands after the final first year was sorted, and the feast appeared before them.

Draco continued to pester Wish about who she was throughout the feast, but Wish persistently ignored her future grandfather until Draco grabbed her and nearly yelled in her face "WHY DO YOU HAVE THE SAME LAST NAME AS ME?"

"Oh, because I'm from the future and you're my grandfather," she said sarcastically.

Draco left her alone after that, obviously the girl was insane.

Later, the Slytherin prefects led the first years to their dorms. Wish was sharing a dorm room with the rest of the Slytherin girls, Millicent Bulstrode, Pansy Parkinson, Tracey Davis, and Daphne Greengrass. Pansy and Millicent were almost as chatty as those girls Wish met on the boats to the castle, so Wish made her way over to where Tracey and Daphne were quietly discussing something. They fell silent as Wish approached, and stared at her suspiciously.

"Hi, I'm Wish," said Wish.

"We know," said Tracey. "What we want to know is why we've never heard of a female Malfoy the same age as Draco before now."

"Umm, that's kind of complicated," said Wish.

"Well uncomplicate it," said Tracey.

"I'm kind of tired, actually," Wish said as she headed towards one of the beds. "Goodnight!" Wish closed the drapes around the bed and wondered what she would do in the morning. She had no textbooks with her, luckily she'd been wearing her Hogwarts robes and had her wand with her the day she was transported to this time. She would have to go speak to Dumbledore in the morning before anyone woke up. She slowly drifted into odd dreams where her brothers were yelling at her as though they didn't know who she was.