Acceptance
Draco made his way off the train and to the boats.
And then he saw it. The magical castle he'd been hearing about since he could walk. Hogwarts was more beautiful in real life than in any picture he had ever seen. He pushed his way into the castle, along with everyone else.
He hardly listened to the professor's speech, far too hungry to pay attention. He couldn't wait for the feast to begin. He could already imagine the mounds of food magically appearing on the plates in front of him. Notice, he was sipping right over the Sorting. The thought of being in any house but Slytherin made him sick to his stomach. The thought of his father finding out that he wasn't a Slytherin made him want to cry.
When he finally got his mind back to what was currently happening, he had somehow made his way into the Great Hall, where the Sorting was beginning. A few names into the list, he heard one that, for some reason, caught his attention.
"Cullen, Andrea!" As he looked at her, he recognized one of the twins from the platform. When the hat announced that she was Slytherin, Draco couldn't help but smile. Oh, how he'd love to see the look on his father's face now.
"Cullen, Lucy!" This was obviously her sister, not because of the name, but because they were identical. Draco felt almost sad when she was sorted into Ravenclaw. He didn't have any siblings, but if he did, he was sure he would want to be with them as much as possible.
After what seemed like three minutes, his name was called. He could stay vertical as he made his way up to the legendary hat. As soon as the hat touched his head, it knew. And to his relief, "SLYTHERIN!" was called to the whole of the hall. This made him want to cry, but only tears of joy. Perhaps now, his father would accept him.
He decided that he would sit next to Andrea, to apologize. When he made his way to her, she looked like she wanted to cry. He decided that breakfast the following morning would be better, after she digested the news first. Tonight, he would write to his father.
