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"Good to see you made it out here alive." a deep voice approached behind her.

That voice, she had heard it before. Silver whipped her head around to find herself face to face with the boy who had occupied a permanent residence in her thoughts.

"Malfoy."

Pansy was so infuriated, metaphorical steam was blowing out of her ears.

"Why is he talking to that new girl?" She viciously nudged a girl causing her to moan in pain.

"Ouch! Calm down Pansy." Millicent Bulstrode fired back. "Didn't Vincent tell you the story?"

The small dark haired girl shook her head.

Millicent continued. "That's Crouch's daughter - well not by blood anyways. Malfoy and her were friends when they were younger. Apparently the fool has left him dumbfounded. He's been trying to find her the whole way to Hogwarts."

Pansy screeched. "What?!"

"I told you to calm down Parkinson! Its too early in the year to hear you yelling already."

"What's gotten Pansy so worked up already - she usually waits til the second day of class for that." Blaise Zabini's voice cut in.

Pansy was too engulfed in the scene happening a few feet away from her to defend herself. Her legs began to rapidly move beneath her.

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"Malfoy." her lips delicately trembled. She wasn't expecting to see him so soon - now. Alone. Completely unprepared.

He eyed her for a moment, admiring her as if she was a piece of artwork hanging from a wall. He caught himself before his hormones got the best of him.

"Crouch." he grinned in a false sense of self assurance.

There was a mix of fear, doubt, happiness, relief, and - something else. She couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"It's been so long since last time I saw you." he stammered as he slid a pale hand through his equally pale hair.

"Yeah - It has." she flicked her eyes downward momentarily. "How have you been?"

Draco stared at the top of her head. "Same as always." he paused hoping she would face him. "How about you?"

This was not them. It was just plain out awkward.

"Been better." A figment of courage she had been steadily building reached her vocal cords, "You know, small talk is completely overrated." She suggested and turned her head upwards to face him.

Emerald and Silver collided, sending chills racing up and down his spine. A smile formed on her delicate features, dimples emerging on her cheeks. His smile mirrored hers sending her insides into overdrive. She moved away from the cold wall and approached him slowly.

"You haven't changed one bit I see."

She laughed a little. "No, not really. I blame you though."

"Yeah well that makes two of us then." He said gravitating closer to her.

A strange feeling overwhelmed him and he did something completely unlike him.

Maybe he had finally cracked. Maybe his mind had shut down from the vast amounts of reminiscing and searching it had been doing lately. But whatever it was - he was glad it did.

Draco put his arms around her neck and pulled her closer to him. She willingly returned his embrace and threw her arms tightly around his waist. It was perfect, as if they had never been seperated. Their friendship was so - easy. His heart was pounding louder than a Giant's footsteps at what he had just done. He was certain she could hear it.

He quickly remembered where they were and reluctantly pulled away. He scanned the room for any unfortunate onlookers that he'll have to hex later. Thankfully the doors had already opened for the Great Hall and students were too distracted and hungry to notice where Malfoy had wandered off to. His attention was brought back to Silver.

"So, I hear you have quite the reputation here."

Draco grimaced. How was he going to get himself out of this one. "Father believes fear is the highest form of respect."

"Of course father would believe that." she mocked.

"I don't have a choice, you know that."

Her mouth opened to speak when a voice interrupted her before she could get the words out.

"There you are! I've been looking all over for you, Luna -" Ginny stopped herself as her brisk run broke into a faint jog as she caught sight of Malfoy. Ginny hissed as she grabbed Silver by the arm. "Leave her alone Ferret."

Draco rolled his eyes. Of course she had made friends with the Weaslette of all people. Ginny narrowed her eyes at him waiting for his threatening words- but they never came. He looked at Silver almost apologetically for a fraction of a second, hoping the Weasel girl wouldn't notice.

But she did; even though her mind was convinced that there was a possibility that this could all be some type of hallucination working as a weird side effect from the long train ride.

His expression grew empty and uncaring once more as he brushed past her shoulder - ignoring her insult. Ginny's small eyes widened in shock.

"Did I miss it?" She asked herself out loud.

"Miss what?" Silver asked not quite understanding the question.

Ginny whipped her head around as her vision fell on his fading silhouette. She was sure she had missed it.

"He didn't call me any names."

Silver cocked her head to the side, amused. "You alright there, you look sick."

That manged to bring Ginny back to the present time. "Very funny Silver." she laughed.

X

The Great hall was full of frivolity and enthusiasm. Candles were magically floating in the air and ghost's were appearing and disappearing through the meticulously adorned walls and endless high ceiling. The first years had been sorted and were being introduced to all of their new house mates. All While old friends were laughing and chatting while enjoying a wide array of food and drinks together.

A few Ravenclaws were fraternizing with a group of Gryffindors. A Hufflepuff tightly embraced a Gryffindor and exchanged a few words. While another group of Ravenclaw's were mingling with a younger Hufflepuff. It seemed that all the houses got along quite well - except for one.

The Slytherin table was as equally talkative and jovial as the rest of the houses - but their friendship was more exclusive. They remained engaged in the conversations of their fellow Slytherin peers as they ate plates filled with lavish amounts of food.

Silver sat in between Luna and Blake. Cho was directly across from her next to a chatty first year with a big white bow sitting at the top of her perfectly curled ringlets. Silver had spoken to her a bit, her name was Lucinda Lyons and she was very much excited with the results of her sorting.

"You know, my mum was a Ravenclaw, and so was my older sister." Lucinda gossiped. "I can't wait to owl them and tell them the good news! They're going to be so excited!."

Blake joined in the conversation surrounding her. "I know how you feel, my mum was a Ravenclaw too, she was completely ecstatic when she found I would follow in her footsteps."

Lucinda looked at Silver sadly. "You still have your sorting pending don't you. Don't worry - I'm sure you'll be just as happy as we all are when you find out."

She smiled at Lucinda. Lucinda readjusted her droopy bow to keep it from falling.

"I can't wait to make my Ravenclaw themed bow. It's going to be fantastic!" The first year beamed.

Silver watched Professor McGonagall stand up from her seat at the head of the hall and swiftly walk out of the beautifully ornate room.

"I guess that's my cue." She whispered to Luna.

"Good Luck." Luna answered, her eyes unfocused.

She cautiously rose from her seat at the Ravenclaw table and began to walk the long stretch of floor to the distant doors. No one seemed to notice her, what she hoped to be, graceful exit. She didn't trip - that was definitely as graceful as it got for her. Once she had reached the doors she quietly pushed one open, just enough for her thin frame to fit through and stepped out.

As promised, McGonagall was waiting for her outside the doors and began to stride forward as soon as she was sure Silver would be able to keep up. Silver travelled flights and flights of moving staircases and passed millions of portraits cluttered together on the never ending walls. Some whispered to each other as she passed by, and others tried to talk to her and welcome her to the school. The paintings were just as bad as the students.

After the extensive climb, she was finally standing in front of a large statue of a gargoyle. McGonagall whispered a few words silenty and the no longer inanimate gargoyle moved aside as the wall behind it transformed into a long pair of spiral staircases. Silver stood in her place amazed. Salem was nothing like this.

She followed the professor up the stairs into a spacious circular room covered with windows and walls hiding beneath more portraits.

"Welcome Ms. Crouch." a rough voice emanated the room. "I'm Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts."

X

Draco Malfoy was leaning against the smooth railing of the staircase as he focused on the distant students flooding out of the Great hall on the ground floor. He and the three other prefects were eagerly awaiting outside the Headmaster's office as instructed.

"I bet she's going to be a Gryffindor." Ron stated amongst the muffled voices of the rest of the prefects.

"How much you wanna bet she's going to be a Hufflepuff?" Hannah Abbott teased.

"Your both wrong." Anthony Goldstein interrupted. "She's obviously Ravenclaw material."

Malfoy was obviously annoyed at the lack of maturity of his fellow classmates. Or maybe he was more annoyed at the persistent gnat that kept clouding his thoughts. The hopeless possibility that she might be sorted into Slytherin- with him.

There was no way. He was almost sure she wasn't a Slytherin. She was too caring towards others, she didn't have it in her to insult another person. A quality most Slytherins shared.

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"Thank you sir." Silver looked up at the bearded man in respect.

His once serious eyes grew kinder, twinkled even. "Well then, please take a seat and we will get you sorted at once." he smiled warmly as he gestured to a nearby armchair.

She couldn't help but notice how comfortable the cushions were as she sat down. But before she had time to fully register her surroundings she felt something being placed on the top of her head and began to hear voices. For a moment she was sure she had lost her mind, until she realized the voice was nothing like her own.

"Intelligent i see." the voice began. "Witty. Cunning. You do have a bit of a Slytherin within you. Hmmm not enough. Your a loyal friend, like a Gryffindor. Extremely creative too. Where to put you?"

The hat silenced for a few seconds before it finally announced, "Ravenclaw."

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The prefects meanderings were interrupted as the gargoyle slipped out of place followed by two figures emerging from the spiraling staircase. Draco's eyes fell on McGonagall and drifted to the girl behind her. Anxiety was boiling in his veins. He passed his long fingers through his well kept hair to keep himself from fidgeting.

Her strict appearance pushed all the students into standing up straight, hands behind their backs - except for Draco of course, he was finding it impossible to stand still.

"Mr. Goldstein if you please." Mcgonagall ordered after a painful silence - for Draco at least. She outstretched her hand and shifted her body sideways to point in Silver's direction.

Anthony beamed eagerly as he walked towards the new addition of his house, with an added skip in his step.

"Congratulations! I'm Anthony Goldstein." he stated exuberantly.

Silver smiled widely at him. "Nice to meet you, I'm Silver Crouch."

He whisked her away as Ron and and Hannah moaned in defeat. They lost the bet. Before following Anthony, Silver glanced at a disappointed Draco. Ron and Hannah had already begun their journey down the stairs but Draco stood exactly where he was.

She waved shyly and grinned at him as she began to step backwards. He half-heartedly returned the gesture. She turned around, her hair quickly following and ran softly to catch up to the prefect.

She didn't realize what this meant, but for him the consequences were as clear as glass. He was a Slytherin, hence Slytherins are only meant to associate with other Slytherins. Therefore, if he had the math correct, a Slytherin plus a Ravenclaw equals: a negative chance of sustaining their rekindled friendship.

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A/N: This was a pretty long chapter. It was originally longer but I had to cut out some pieces but don't worry - the missing pieces will be in the next chapter. I'm already working on it so as soon as I have it done and find the time to post it up you will all see the results of the sorting.

I hope your all happy with the decision I made on what house to place her in. I think Ravenclaw was a good fit. Gryffindor is a bit cliché in my opinion, especially for the direction this story is headed. While Slytherin would have made things way too easy - and we don't want that now do we? :) And besides I just really like the Ravenclaw house. And Luna! There's going to be more of her in the story - shes amazing.

I'm open for any ideas you guys might have. I'm debating whether I want Silver to become friends with Harry, Hermoine, and Ron so soon - or if I want her to kind of fly on her own with her own friends. Any thoughts?

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