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Chapter 1
Melody P.O.V
13 months later.
Melody watched her reflection in the mirror with great disappointment. She was so incredibly ordinary. Her hair was in a dark blonde colour with curles falling down her shoulders. The fringe covered one of her blue-green eyes, which probably is the most un-ordinary about her. Her appearance was pretty much normal. She was very short with a bit chubby cheeks and a cute, innocent and girly look that always haunted her.
She always wondered if it was her faith in god that caused her lack of friends. Her parents always said that it was sinful to blame it on God and that it was because of her own shyness. But she just couldn't believe that herself. She always stood out because of her religion even though she was really kind-hearted and loyal to those around her. The religion was the problem.
But she never blamed God she merely stated that that's what made her stand out. It was the others lack of faith that made her stand out. She knew God would never betray her or wish her harm. Mostly she just followed her parents to church and prayed before she went to bed. She didn't dedicate her life to the church but she still believed and even though God didn't always answer her prayers she knew that her happiness would come one day.
- Melody? Are you ready, honey?, her mum called.
- In a minute, mum!
She picked up her cat, Mr. Tassel, and walked down the stairs. Her father stood by the door and gave the cat in hers arms a disappointed look.
- Are you really bringing that ugly furball?, he said with a sigh.
- You bought him to me, dad. Or do you want to have him here while I'm away?, she asked kindly
- What? No! Lord no, take him!, her dad said in a slightly panicked voice.
She held on to Mr. Tassel and walked towards the car, heading to King's Cross Station, platform 9 ¾ and before she knew it she was running towards, what looked like, a thick, solid brick wall.
She looked at her surroundings and her mouth created a small 'o'. It was unlike anything she'd ever seen. As soon as her parents had made it through the wall they had created the exact same 'o'. When they had all managed to get back to reality they decided to sit down before the train left. As they sat down her parents began their usual preaching about how not to be shy.
Draco P.O.V
Always these 'good bye's' and kisses and hugs from his mother every time he left for school. It was really starting to get tiresome. He loved being smothered but enough is enough. In the same moment he manage to get away from his mum's arms a hand was placed on his shoulder. He looked up in his father's hard, ice cold eyes.
- Behave, Lucius said threatening.
- Of course, father, Draco said, looking up on his father, and then turned away.
He jumped up on the train with Crabbe and Goyle close after him. He watched his parents
through the window as the train slowly began to move until he couldn't see them or the platform anymore. With Crabbe and Goyle following him as two dogs he began to search after an empty compartment.
- It's full everywhere! Don't they ever understand that we Slytherins should get our seats
before them?, he said irritated as they walked through the hallway.
Crabbe and Goyle only grunted as a respons.
Suddenly he passed what he thought was an empty compartment but in it sat a lonely girl. She was cute, he couldn't deny, but she was a first year from the looks of it. From his point of view it looked like she was going to end up in Hufflepuff, Gryffindor or something disgusting like that. Too bad. Though it would take more time to look after a new compartment it would be worth it in the end, better than sitting in there with her. He laid one last look at the sweet, innocent girl and then continued down the hall.
Melody P.O.V
The green landscape flew past her outside the window. Not a single tree nearby. Only one big elongated ground made out of stone and moss. Melody swallowed. Where was she going, exactly? What would happen on that Hogwarts school? A magical school for young wizards and witches. She wasn't really a witch, was she?
The compartment door opened with a squeaking noise. Melody woke up from her thoughts and looked surprised over at the door. There stood a girl with brown, frizzy hair and big front teeth. The girl looked kindly at her.
- Are these seats taken?, the girl asked
Melody shook her head.
The girl stepped in and sat down on the seat opposite to her. After her another girl, with hair red as fire, walked in and sat down next to the first girl. The redheaded girl had a robe just like hers while the frizzy haired girl had a one with a red and gold patch on it.
- You're a first year, right?, asked the frizzy haired girl.
Melody nodded shyly. She wasn't used to people actually sitting down next to her and being nice freely.
- So are Ginny here, said the girl and looked at the redhead. I am Hermione Granger by the
way. I'm in the second year. What's your name?
- Melody Johnson, Melody said quietly.
- Melody, what house do you think you'll belong to?
Melody had no idea what 'houses' even were so she just shook her head.
- You seem like you could fit in Hufflepuff. They're really nice! Or perhaps in Gryffindor,
like me. I don't think you'll end up in Slytherin. Mostly evil wizards and witches are in that house and you don't look that bad to me.
She smiled at Melody and Melody shyly smiled back.
The rest of the trip Hermione kept on talking about Hogwarts and Melody listened carefully while looking at her with big eyes. Hermione made it sound like a fantastic place. Melody was actually starting to look forward to it.
When the train stopped she stepped out and saw a huge, hairy man gathering the first year students. She looked terrified at the man and the redhead Ginny looked at her with a smile that calmed her down a bit.
- It's okay, that's Hagrid. He is as nice as he is big, she said with a smile.
Melody smiled back to Ginny but still kept close to her at all times just in case.
They got to the castle by boat over a big, black lake. Melody had never seen something so beautiful in her life. Hermione's description of this place hadn't justified it's beauty. They were led through the castles big hallways and in to a huge hall which looked like it didn't have a roof. Once again her mouth formed a small 'o' as she looked around her.
Along the floor four long dinner tables stood. Hundreds of students sat by each table, watching them as they walked through the hall. She felt a small stab of panic when she saw all the people. Why couldn't she be more of a people person? They stopped in front of an old hat that sat upon a shaky pallet in the front of the hall.
An old lady with a strict look on her face, small lips and a black, pointy witch hat stood before them. She opened a parchment that rolled it's way along the floor.
- When I call your name you sit down on the pallet, put the hat on and it will sort you into
your house. Phineus Ackles!
Everyone in the hall suddenly got quiet. Everyone looked at the boy on the pallet. The hat
suddenly called;
- Ravenclaw!
Boy after boy and girl after girl was called up and placed in a house. Before she knew it, it was her turn.
- Melody Johnson!, the lady called.
She gasped and stood still for a moment then slowly made her way to the hat. She hopped
up on the pallet and the hat was put on her head. She jumped as she heard a whispering voice right next to her ear.
- Oh my... This was different. I've seen much but this is something new. I can see that you
are a very kind hearted person that wouldn't hurt a fly but still, there's an evil that I can't describe. I don't think I have a choice but to put you in… Slytherin!
Melody's heart stopped. Hadn't Hermione said that only evil witches and wizards make it to Slytherin? Slowly she rose from the pallet and started walking to the table that was decorated in silver and green.
She sat down next to an older boy that looked at her with big surprise. Looking around her she saw that everyone were looking at her with surprise. It made her feel more uncomfortable than she already was. She starred down at the table while her thoughts were going on like crazy. She lifted her head and looked down the table and her eyes fell on a boy looking at her with interest. He was one of the few that was blonde.
She had woken up early and gotten herself ready for breakfast. She wanted to have time in case she'd get lost in all the big, long labyrinths of hallways. Surprisingly she had found the great hall quite easy this morning and when she walked through the door she saw the frizzy haired girl, Hermione, sitting alone at the Gryffindor table. Hermione looked up and waved to her.
Carefully Melody walked up to Hermione and said;
- Do you know why I'm in Slytherin?, she asked quietly.
- I don't know, I'm sorry, but didn't the hat tell you?, Hermione asked.
Melody didn't answer the question and kept going;
- But you said I didn't belong there.
- Yeah, I know. I really didn't think you'd end up there…, Hermione said, picked up her
book and started reading it.
- But I'm a mudblood, Melody said.
Melody had never felt like she could talk to someone the way she felt she could talk to Hermione though she just met her.
- I heard in the common room that mudblood is a person with magical abilities but have
muggle, non magical, parents and it seems like they don't like them very much. So why am I there?
Hermione put down the book and looked at her.
- It's okay, I'm a muggleborn to and there is nothing wrong with that but if you want my
advice, don't tell them. Spare yourself the trouble. Oh, hi, Harry, hi, Ron, she added in an irritated voice and picked up her book.
Two boys stood by the table. One with red hair, just like Ginny, and one with black, messy hair and a pair of round glasses lied upon his nose. She didn't know why but she felt a stab of anger and disgust when she looked at the dark haired boy. She couldn't stand the feeling so she quickly walked away to the Slytherin table. By the minute she made it to the table a few older students pushed passed her and made her fall to the floor.
- Watch where you're going!, one of the older Slytherin students called and his friends
laughed mockingly.
She pulled herself up from the floor and sat down alone at the corner of the table. While she was holding back the tears she saw how the blonde boy, she got eye contact with last night, was watching her. He rose from his seat and walked away.