I know this one is a bit short but I still felt that what was in it was important. Sorry, I'll hurry to have the nect chapter up! Thanks for the review!
Rosalie felt the couch cushion beside her sink in a bit as somebody sat down. It was September 1st. The other students had started arriving moments ago and according to Draco, the sorting would begin any minute. They hadn't felt the need to attend it of course and Draco had managed to sneak some food from the feast. Rosalie set down the book she had been reading, marking her place with an eagle's feather her father had brought back from Canada once.
She looked to see Draco sitting next to her.
"So, I never got to ask you what the sorting hat said to make you so irritated," Draco said, sitting two trays of turkey, corn, biscuits, mashed potatoes, and some kind of pie on the table in front of the sofa. It looked like it was Thanksgiving already.
The thought of the sorting hat only made Rosalie irritated. "Nothing. Just trying to annoy me by taking forever to decide what house to put me in and decided to go through great lengths to explain why." He snorted, "It's just like you to have absolutely no patience at all." Rosalie frowned, "No patience? That hat explained every one of his thoughts to me in detail, taking joy in insulting me all the way."
Draco started pilling up a plate with the potatoes. "So the hat talked to you then?" he asked. Rosalie nodded, though he didn't see it. "What, it didn't talk to you when you were sorted?" He shook his head. "No, it doesn't talk to everyone it sorts, only the ones he has a bit of difficulty deciding on. What other house was he considering putting you in?" Rosalie shrugged but remembered very well the debate between Slytherin and Ravenclaw the hat had. "Is being in Ravenclaw a bad thing?" she asked, honestly unsure. Draco laughed, shaking his head. "Why? What did the hat say exactly?"
Rosalie blushed, which forced her out of habit to pull a curtain of hair over shoulder to hide her burning face. "Umm, he said that Hufflepuff was out because…" Rosalie shook her head. "Nevermind. Umm, Gryffindor would do me good except that I was more bold then brave. Uh, Ravenclaw was a great choice and Slytherin was too. In the end it was Slytherin…" Rosalie peeked at Draco, who was eating with intent. "Was that bad?" she asked. She had deliberatly left out the part where the hat repeatedly called her conceited for obvious reasons. "No actually, Hufflepuff is the worst house at Hogwarts, filled with all the nitwits hear, um, Ravenclaw is okay I guess, if you enjoy being a know-it-all. Gryffindor is one of the worst places as well, though others consider it cool. I'm actually surprised. That was a great review."
Rosalie looked at Draco who was still concentrating on the food. Had he just given her a compliment? Draco being nice to her this many times in a row? Something was definatly up.
Slowly, she shook her head and then proceeded to pile a plate with corn and the pie, which turned out to be pumpkin. She was tired of having only Draco to talk to and missed Natalie much more then she could handle. She doubted she would make any decent friends here. Draco, who was guaranteed to come with some kind of target practice, was the best of anything Rosalie would get.
She peeked at him again; he was busy on his second slice of pie. Sighing, she stood up. "See you later," she said. "Where you going?" "Sleep."
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Draco watched Rosalie disappear up the wrong staircase, come back down embarrassed, and then head up to the girls dorms. He laughed when she was gone. He had already had his own wand flung at him. Then, looking at the food on his plate, he suddenly felt sick. He had only eaten so much to keep himself busy.
In just a few minutes, all the students would be coming in and Draco didn't want to be there when they did.
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