Disclaimer - I don't own it! It was huge shock to me when I first heard.
A/N - Another update! These seem to be easier to write than my other stories... -nervous laughter- I'm working on the other ones I swear!
Big thanks to my amazing beta debjunk for looking this over to make it safe for your eyes. :D
"Goyle, Gregory"
"Sweet Merlin, I'm starving! What do you think they'll serve us for dinner?"
"Well...I-I'm not sure. I don't need to eat so I don't know what people eat."
"Wow, it must be awful not to be able to eat! How can you stand it?"
"There's a saying that goes like this, 'You can't miss, what you never had.'"
"That made no sense. Can you sort me already so I can go sit down? You're boring."
"I think Hufflepuff will..."
"Don't. You. Dare."
"Excuse me?"
"I said, don't you dare. If you put me in that sissy house, I'll rip you to pieces."
"..."
"..."
"Well, what house do you want to go to?"
"Slytherin."
"And, why would that be?"
"Because, dad said that only the strong people go to Slytherin. All the other stupid people go to Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw."
"But Ravenclaws are known for their intellect."
"Who cares! Just because they are smart don't mean they know how to use their brains. Besides, my Dad was a Slytherin which means I'll get to do anything I want."
"Oooh how badly informed you are."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"It means, you best watch what you wish for."
"Please! Draco Malfoy may think he rules all because his dad is richer than mine, but I'll be the Prince of Slytherin before you know it."
"Oh my! I'd really liked to see this. But, don't say I didn't warn you, you little...SLYHERIN!"
Two days later:
"Mr. Goyle, Professor Snape agrees with Professor Sprout on your punishment for pushing Miss Hifle into greenhouse number three. I'll be informing your father about this incident and you'll serve a week's detention with Professor Snape. Understood?"
"Yes, Headmaster."
"Good! Why don't you stay a little closer to Mr. Malfoy; he could be a good influence on you."
"Yes. Head. Master."
"I would appreciate it, Mr. Goyle, if you would stop glaring at the Sorting Hat."
"..."