Georgina tapped her left hand impatiently against the table, looking for signs of either her brother or Malfoy. The sorting was going to begin any moment, and they still had not made an appearance. Georgina quickly scanned the room again, and although she did not see either of the boys she was looking for, something else caught her eye. Actually a more accurate description would be burned her eye since the neon pink dress was headache inducing. The woman's curled brown hair did not move an inch as she chatted with the other professors. Georgina was about to turn to Blaise to bet that the new professor wouldn't last more than a month when Malfoy appeared beside her, looking even more smug than usual.
"Please tell me you didn't actually murder my twin?" Georgina asked, concerned that maybe the rivalry between them finally went too far. Honestly, it wouldn't really surprise her.
Draco actually seemed to smile at the thought but the signature smirk was back in only a moment, making Georgina wonder if she simply imagined it. "No, but let's just say he won't be joining us for the sorting, or possibly at Hogwarts, for quite some time." Draco took a seat next to Georgina right as the first years entered to be sorted, looking quite pleased with himself. If he was planning on elaborating, he didn't show it, so Georgina scanned over the young kids, most fiddling nervously with their robes. She thought back to her own sorting day, and the memory still was bittersweet for her.
"Harry Potter!" The moment his name was spoken, the hall fell into a hushed silence. Georgina squinted her eyes at Harry as it looked like he was talking to the hat, trying to read his lips. "Not Slytherin? You could do very well in Slytherin!" The hat and Harry seemed to disagree for a few moments more before the hat spoke again. "Well if you're certain; GRYFFINDOR!" The Gryffindor table erupted into cheers, and Harry was welcomed to the table. At that moment Georgina decided that she didn't want to be a Gryffindor. She'd shared everything with her brother all her life, and for once she wanted to do something on her own. But if she wasn't going to be in Gryffindor, where would she be sorted? She didn't have any more time to think about it as her own name was called. "Georgina Potter!" Once again, silence followed as she made her way to the front, feeling rather self conscious as the the crowd stared at her.
"Well this is surprising," the hat spoke. "I expected twins to be alike, but I can see that that is not true. You want glory, you want honor, you are knowledgeable, but you are not brave. No, you are selfish." Georgina wanted to argue with the hat, but she realized that everything the hat said was true. She wasn't brave, and she always put her own well being before anyone else's. But to her, it was only instinct to value your own life above all else. While this could seem like her deadly flaw, she had a gut feeling that it would save her in the was also true that she wanted glory and honor, didn't everyone? "An opposite of your brother," the hat spoke, "there's only one place for you. SLYTHERIN!"
Georgina snapped back from the memory. It had been both the best and worst moment of her life. At first, no one trusted her in Slytherin. Unlike Harry's house, no one gave a damn if she survived the wrath of Voldemort. She wasn't a pure blood, and they reminded her of it everyday. If someone did speak to her, it was usually an insult. It was actually the group she now called her friends that were the cruelest to her. It was like the worse they were to her, the more she wanted their approval. It wasn't easy, and she's not proud of everything she had to do, but it was worth it. In the end she gained their respect, and eventually, their friendship.
After a particularly long sorting, Georgina gave the first year Slytherins a quick scan. They were all pure bloods, wealthy and probably quite nasty and clever at the same time. Although her house was not an easy one, it never had a dull moment due to the drama. "Georgina, what are you wearing to the party tonight? I want too look attractive, but not look like a slag. And for my hair I was thinking straight. Maybe my black dress with it?" Daphne looked at her expectantly, while Blaise rolled his eyes.
"Who cares what you wear, everyone will be too drunk to tell what color your dress is in a few hours anyway" Blaise commented. Georgina didn't know how the other houses celebrated the first night back at school, but in Slytherin, 4th years and up celebrated by throwing a huge party. If she were to guess, the Ravenclaws probably all studied, the Hufflepuffs bored each other to sleep with kindness and the Gryffindors would spend their night gushing about whatever the latest amazing feat her brother had. The nice thing about her house was that, for once in her life, she wasn't just Harry Potter's sister. She was Georgina Potter, she was not one to be messed with and everyone knew it. It gave her power and she absolutely loved it.
"Is it true that your brother got attacked by dementors this summer Georgina?" Daphne suddenly asked, gaining the attention of everyone around them.
"Yeah, I guess he did." Georgina replied uncertainly. It was still weird for her to think about. "He was at a park with my cousin and it just appeared out of nowhere. Scared the hell out of my cousin though." She laughed at the memory of Dudley, and she would have felt bad for him if he wasn't such an arse.
"How did wonder boy get rid of the dementor?" Draco asked, suddenly seeming interested in the conversation. As much as Draco and Harry despised each other, they always wanted to know more about the other.
"He used a patronus, Dumbledore explained to the ministry that it was necessary for Harry to use his wand, so he got off totally free." Georgina couldn't help but wonder if she would have gotten the same treatment had it been her who had been attacked. She was about to elaborate more when Harry himself stumbled in, complete with a bloody nose. Leave it to him to make a grand appearance. The students all began to whisper amongst themselves as Harry took a seat next to Ronald Weasley at the Gryffindor table.
All conversation stopped as Dumbledore rises, silencing the hall and beginning his usual welcome speech. Georgina wasn't really interested until he mentioned the new teacher. "I would also like to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Delores Umbridge. In addition-" Dumbledore was cut off but the high pitched "ahem" of Umbridge herself. She rose from her seat, smiling. Oh my god, that woman was going to make a speech. While interrupting Professor Dumbledore. Perhaps Georgina underestimated her boldness, or overestimated her intelligence. Only time will tell which one it is.
"Thank you for that warm welcome Professor," Umbridge began, giving the students one of the most fake smiles Georgina had ever seen. "It's so lovely to see all of your bright, smiling faces. I'm sure we will all be great friends." It's official, this woman is crazy. "The education of young witches and wizards such as yourselves is a very important task. We need not progress for the sake of progress, but to perfect what must be perfected, and prune practices which ought to be prohibited." Slightly confused, the students all politely clapped and Dumbledore finished his speech.
"What. The. Hell," Georgina exclaims the second the welcome speech, or more specifically, speeches, ended. "She's supposed to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? She looks like she couldn't defend herself from a spider!"
"I agree, she might mess up her hair." Daphne laughed as her, Georgina, Draco and Blaise made their way to the Slytherin dormitory. "Oh, and I think you and Draco are the worst prefects ever, weren't you supposed to help the first years to the dormitory?"
"We have. They are currently walking exactly ten steps behind us, as instructed," Draco explained.
"You should have seen him rounding them up. They're all terrified of him!" Georgina got out between laughs. Draco Malfoy truly had zero skill when it came to dealing with children. He basically yelled at them all, probably scarring them for life. Georgina didn't mind, she wasn't particularly thrilled about the task either, so letting Draco handle them was her best option.
"Alright little people, this is the door to the Slytherin Common Room," Draco yelled, in full authoritarian mode. "The password is Pure-Blood. Don't forget it, you will need it to enter each time. The password changes every 14 days, check the bulletin for the updated password. Georgina, please demonstrate."
Georgina resists the urge to roll her eyes, feeling like a muggle flight attendant demonstrating how to use a seatbelt. It was a bit silly, but all the first years were looking at her as if she was the Minister of Magic, so she went with it. "Pure-Blood!" The door opens, and the first years mouths all fall open. Georgina can't blame them, it is fairly impressive. The common room is located under the lake, giving it an eerie but grand feel. For some reason, Georgina has always found it to be calming. An impressive stone fireplace is located on the far wall, surrounded by dark leather furniture. Tapestries decorate the wall, along with green tinted lamps. While some would find the common room to be cold, To Georgina, it felt like home. She was snapped out of her thoughts by Draco, who was once again asserting his dominance over small children.
"Alright you lot, off to bed!" Draco ordered, leaving the eleven year olds scattering to their dormitories. "And now," Draco smirked when the last one was out of earshot, "It's time for us to party!"