This is chapter 2 of my story. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2
I notice the red-headed girl standing all alone a little outside the group of first-years. I walk in her direction and ask:
"Are you a member of the Weasley family?" She nods confused. I realize I'm being awfully impolite and add: "I'm Amy Lestrange, nice to meet you." I see a trace a fear on her face when she recognizes my last name.
"Daughter of Bellatrix?" she finally asks. When I nod she says: "Excuse me," and she walks away. It seems as if she doesn't know how fast to get away from me. I feel someone tap my shoulder and look around to see who it is.
"I heard you say you're Amy Lestrange, did I hear correct?" I nod and he continues: "I'm Jesse Snape, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, too," I say reluctantly. I don't know whether I want to know him. His black hair is very long and seems greasy. Then I see his eyes, dark brown with a small sparkle because of the light. Before I can say something else to him, professor McGonagall comes in. The doors of the great hall open and the group of first-years walks in, shyly looking at the other students who are watching them. When we reach the front, we look up to the large table where all the professors are seated. I see one professor who has the same hair as Jesse's and wonder whether they are related to each other. Then I notice the old hat professor McGonagall lays on the stool in front of us. It starts singing about the new year on Hogwarts and informs us about the four houses. When hearing what traits usually go with what house, I notice Draco being right about me possibly not being a Slytherin. The hat has finished it's song and professor McGonagall starts reading out the names. One by one the new students walk forwards to be sorted by the hat.
"Lestrange, Amandine," professor McGonagall looks at me as I walk towards the stool and climb on. She sets the hat on my head.
"Ah, Lestrange," I hear the hat whisper in my ear, "you are unusual, your family was all Slytherin, but you, you're different. You've more of a conscience than your mother, that's for sure. I think I will … , yes." And then the hat shouts: "GRYFFINDOR!" I don't know how to feel. A small applause comes from the Gryffindor table, but their faces say enough. They don't like me joining them very much. I look to the other side of the hall and see a lot of disappointed Slytherin faces. Then I see Draco, giving me an encouraging smile as I start walking to the Gryffindor table. I take a seat next to a black-haired boy, who immediately shoves away from me. He has fear in his eyes. In front of me sit a few red-headed boys, next to a boy with black hair and glasses. Next to the boy with black hair next to is a girl seated who appears to be friends with the red-headed and black-haired boys.
"Snape, Jesse." I see a lot of people looking up, seemingly surprised and curious to know who this boy is. Jesse climbs up the stool as I did. A few seconds later the hat shouts:
"SLYTHERIN!" I see a relieved smile on the face of the professor with the same hair as Jesse's, and I notice most of the students are not surprised. Jesse walks towards the Slytherin table and takes a seat next to Draco. I watch them talking until I hear professor McGonagall saying:
"Weasley, Ginevra." The red-headed girl I talked to earlier walks forward. I see the few red-headed Gryffindor boys tensely waiting on the result of her sorting. They sigh with relief as the hat shouts:
"GRYFFINDOR!" She walks to the table seems to think for a moment and decides to take a seat between me and the black-haired boy.
"Congratulations, Ginny," two of the red-haired boys, who look exactly the same, say at the same moment.
"Yeah, well done, sis." This is said by the third red-headed boy, the one sitting next to the boy with black hair and glasses.
At the front professor Dumbledore has started his welcome-back-speech and all students start to listen. When he is finished he introduces the new professor of defense against the dark arts, professor Lockhart. His face looks familiar. I remember seeing it on one of my mother's books. Professor Dumbledore claps his hands and food appears on the tables. Immediately everyone starts eating.
Please notice me of any mistakes I made, so I can adjust it.