Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter. I just enjoy writing fanfiction.
Authors Note: Unbetaed.
Chapter Two-Instant
The first years were silent as a large man with a scraggly beard and mass of hair stepped towards them. Harry's green eyes shone with recognition and he flashed a smile at the man. He smiled back, cheeks a rosy red color.
"Alrigh' everybo'y, I'm Hagrid. I'm the games keeper 'ere," Hagrid informed them, his lips still curled into a nice smile.
"I wan' ta welcome you to Hogwarts. Its a grea' school and I hope you all enjoy i' here. Now," Hagrid accentuated the word with a clap of his hands.
"Le's ge' goin'. All o' yer professors are waitin' to meet ya."
With that last sentence, Hagrid led them to the lake shore. The water was a murky black beneath the moonlight and several female students seemed to terrified to step near. Hagrid assured them that there wasn't anything in the lake that would hurt them, and each of the shaking girls were soothed. All along the shore, boats lay ready to cross the lake.
"Five to a boa', but make sure ya don' tip it over. Got i'?" Hagrid questioned and seemed satisfied when all students nodded. Harry, Hermione, and Ron chatted quietly to each other for a few minutes while everyone found boats. Abruptly, they were the only ones left standing. They searched for a free boat and found one with two rather striking blondes in it. They were identical in every way and seemed to be speaking to each other though their lips hardly moved.
Harry approached the small wooden boat with Ron and Hermione. The twins' eyes snapped up to look at the trio with cool indifference. The one sitting on the right sneered as he took in the appearance of Ron's second hand robes but the sneer dropped to a smirk when he saw Harry. The other maintained a rather bored look however.
"Hullo," Harry greeted. The blondes' gazes didn't waver, nor did their lips part to speak. They merely nodded in acknowledgement of Harry and his friends' presence. Ron suddenly grimaced as he recognized the twins.
"Draco and Serpe Malfoy, right/" Ron grinded out, a clear hatred shining dully in his eyes.
"That would be correct, Weasley," Draco and Serpe stated at the same time, "But you can just call us Malfoy. Were you and your friends planning to sit here?"
Harry nodded in answer, hand covering Ron's mouth to block the answer he had come up with. Draco's and Serpe's eyes flickered to gaze at Harry with a coolness that contrasted greatly with the smiles that had graced their lips suddenly.
"Harry Potter, we presume?" the twins asked in a mocking tone that did not escape Harry's ears. However, the Boy- Who- Lived chose to ignore it.
"Yeah," Harry confirmed. Ron's hands curled into fists but he was snapped out of his angry thoughts by a booming voice.
"I gotta ge' yer to school, boys an' girl. Can ya ge' in the boa'?" Hagrid instructed, though he made it sound like a request. hurriedly, the three friends slipped into Draco and Serpe's boat. Harry ended up pressed to Draco, though he could not tell which twin it was himself. Hermione, however, had picked up on the subtle difference between that twins. She didn't feel the need to mention it though. Ron sat unhappily between Hermione and Serpe. A few minutes passed and the boat was well on its way to the opposite side of the lake and Hogwarts.
The students reached the school with no problems and found a strict looking woman standing in front of large doors. She wore a green robe and velvet-looking green witch's hat. Her lips were turned down into a small frown, but her eyes contradicted the expression. She was happy to have new students and even happier that one was Harry Potter.
"First years, welcome. I am Professor McGonnagall. I teach transfiguration and am Vice Head Mistress. You will all be taking my class as it is required," Professor McGonnagall briskly explained, taking barely a breath between the sentences. She waited expectantly for nods and upon receiving them, continued.
"When we step through these doors, you will follow me and form a straight line. The Sorting Hat will then sing its song and I will begin calling names. I say your name, you shall step up and I will place the Sorting Hat on your head. The Sorting Hat will call out your House and you will immediately go to your House's appointed table." Once again, students nodded. Professor McGonnagall turned to the doors and opened them. The students followed her.
"Potter," a soft voice addressed from behind Harry, accompanied by a nudge to his shoulder. Harry looked behind him and found one of the Malfoy twins looking at him.
"What is it, Malfoy?" Harry asked, halting his steps so he could face the blonde.
"Do you honestly like that Granger girl and Weasley? They're dirt you know. Granger's a mudblood and Weasley's as good as. You should hang out with my brother and I instead," the twin informed, know- it- all tone painfully obvious.
"'Mudblood'?" Harry questioned. Though anger-induced adrenaline was coursing through his veins, he was curious as to what 'mudblood' meant.
"Ah.. So you were actually raised by muggles. A mudblood is a witch or wizard who's parents are muggles.. Disgusting really.." Malfoy sneered. Harry's anger shone full force in blazing green eyes that locked with Malfoy's.
"I believe I can choose my own friends, Malfoy- Muggle, mudblood, or otherwise. At least Hermione isn't an egotistical bastard who thinks he knows everything," Harry sharply defended his friends before turning and catching up with the rest of the first years. Draco Malfoy's pride felt bruised and a genuine sadness washed over him. He had only wanted to be Harry's friend and couldn't understand the Boy- Who-Lived's anger. A hand on his shoulder and soft hug alerted Draco to his brother's presence. Serpe could tell instantly his brother was sad and after watching the Potter boy stomped away, assumed it was because of him.
"What happened, Drake?" Serpe whispered his question, tugging his twin along so they didn't get snapped at by Professor McGonnagall.
"He didn't want to hang out with us. He looked...angry..." Draco explained, utter confusion clear in his voice. Serpe sighed.
"Well.. What did you say to him..?"
"I told him he should he friends with us instead of the mudblood and Weasel..." Serpe shrugged, confused as well though he had been known to be the kinder twin.
"I don't know why he wouldn't be your friend Drake..Let's just get in line for Sorting. I can hear the bloody thing starting to sing," Serpe dragged Draco with him to the already forming line behind Professor McGonnagall. The Sorting Hat began its song in a loud voice that all feared would break their eardrums.
Ending Note: I am working on 'The Deafening Silence' so I may not update 'Wander' for awhile. If you haven't read TDS, please do so.
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