2008.10.03 22:53 EST

He was supposed to go in there anyways - I just sided with the Sorting Hat is all. Interesting concept though, yes? I wonder what would happen to Ron and Hermione in this situation. I shall have to explore more. This is Harry and Draco, friendship.


The Sorting Hat

"Potter, Harry!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

Harry released a deep breath and took the hat off, placing it down on the stool before almost hesitantly walking towards his new House amongst scattered applause. Feeling quite conscious of the attention to his scar, he sat down, unnerved by the stares of his new housemates.

"Potter, right?"

Harry turned his head to his right, bring up a slightly nervous smile. "Yeah, I'm Harry." Next to him was a boy his age, with blond hair so pale it glowed. His face was cockily smug, and Harry decided he didn't like it too much, but maybe he could learn to like it better. Although, he had to admit, as the upperclassmen were already shooting the other boy respectful looks, maybe it'd do Harry well to learn what the boy's trick was.

"I figured," the boy said dryly. "The scar's a bit of a dead giveaway." Harry immediately made as if to cover his forehead, but the boy caught his wrist. "Don't bother," he said calmly, forcing Harry to lower his arm. "Everyone's probably already got an image of you pasted onto their eyeball. You'll be recognized regardless. Ignore them."

"Er, okay. Uh, thanks…"

"Malfoy. Draco Malfoy," the blond smirked again, holding out his hand for the other boy.

Harry smiled and clasped Draco's hand, "Thanks for the advice, Draco."