Chapter nine
The carriage ride was over faster then expected, planning the demise of Draco Malfoy was fun. He really was going to get it this time. But that would have to wait because Fin had a date with the sorting hat and we were all invited.
The splendour of the great hall was the same as every year but now there would be new additions to all the house tables.
Fin had resumed his hopping toilet dance much to the amusement of the other first years. The pressure was getting to him.
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"Oh man I hope I get Hufflepuff" Fin thought to himself. "I don't know if being at the beginning of the line is good or bad – oh I wish GG was here!
"Clark, Finnian" announced Professor McGonnagall.
"Here it comes no turning back now!"
Fin stepped up and the Sorting Hat was placed on his head. He needn't have worried the Sorting Hat was pretty definite that Hufflepuff was the right choice for him.
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(GG's POV)
I saw Fin's face light up and I knew he was in Hufflepuff. I felt a moment of jealously; there had been a time I'd have given anything to be in any house but Slytherin. I looked over at the Gryffindor and saw that the others were pleased for him too.
Izzy glanced over and flashed a smile my way we would be reunited soon.
I saw all the new Slytherins shuffle into the end of the table. Malfoy was staring at them with an air of detachment and a cold aloofness, he deserved being brought down a peg or two and Izzy and me were happy to oblige. We would implement the first part of our plan tomorrow at breakfast, 'start small and work up to the finale' as they say.
I was distracted from my plans by a great big snore emanating from Jack next to me; I smiled feeling a bit guilty as his head hit the table. He wasn't really that bad, he just wanted to be popular.
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(Izzy's POV)
Aww look at Fin he's so happy to have got into Hufflepuff – I just wish GG had been that happy four years ago but then again with her being in Slytherin we have a girl on the inside it'll be so much easier to plan what to do with Draco. Anyway time to stop day dreaming I can hear Harry and Ron muttering next to me and any second now I'll get jabbed in the arm so I'll discuss this with GG at lunch tomorrow.
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(Harry and Ron)
"What I don't get is why my twin sister wants to dance the merry dance of death that is Draco Malfoy I mean can't she see how many years we've despised each other? Quidditch matches will tell you that much wouldn't they?"
"Mate I get it. But maybe she's just helping GG out – can't you count yourself lucky that Hermione isn't involved I mean just look at the murderous look she's giving the Slytherin table – she really scares me sometimes!"
"Ron! Pay attention would you?! Best friend in crisis over here!" Hellooo? Earth to Ron Weasely!!"
"W-w-w-what? Oh sorry Harry just went off somewhere for a second there…"
"Yeah, Hermione Granger I'll bet. Or should I make that Georgia, hmmm?"
"Shut up would you I don't like either of them! Now, what's the crisis?"
"Ar RON!"
Hermione then cut across the fight that almost broke out between her two best friends.
"You two listen to me! My cousin and Harry's twin sister may be getting involved in this petty argument but to show them up we must at all costs not. get. involved. Ok?"
"But 'MIONE!" The boys started to argue back at her.
"No 'but 'Mione's this is the only way to show them that Malfoy loves to fight dirty – especially girls! Do I need to remind either of you about the second year? I really don't think Ronald needs another load of slugs coming out of his mouth, do you?"
Ron grimaced and went paler then usual.
"Err… No I really don't. Harry I think she's got a point; lets leave the girls to it yeah? What's the worst that can happen?"
"They could get expelled or killed?! Ever thought of that" Harry retorted back at him.
"Malfoy wouldn't dare KILL anyone; his dad may be a death eater but even so. Harry you're blowing this all out of proportion!" Ron tried to make him see sense, to no avail as Harry shouted back at him:
"AM I? AM I REALLY?!"
"Look it's time for bed, we'll talk about it at breakfast tomorrow. Let's go! Come on!" Hermione pleaded with him.
"Alright I'm coming! Izzy?"
Izzy glanced up from the table and clocking her brother got up and followed him out of the hall to their fifth year common room and then off up the separate staircases to their dormitories.
