Heir to the throne

by zoe.schwartz0102

Professor McGonagall placed the sorting hat on my head. "hmmm very interesting I have been waiting same as your brother I see, but no scar, plenty of courage, Not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh yes. And a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you, your mother a brave Gryffindor, your father, an heir of Salazar Slytherin him- Dumbledore pulls the hat off my head

2. Chapter 1 All eyes on you

Quick reminder that this starts the night the students return from holiday break during chamber of secret

You know those moments in movies when all eyes are on the main character as she walks down the hall as if they knew something they shouldn't or she didn't yet know herself or maybe they're just staring as they can't believe their very eyes. You know what I mean, anyways, You know those moments, well my life has been full of them but This time around, I really had no clue what was happening, why there was a speaking hat on my head, why I was in a castle full of teenage kids and weirdly dresses adults whose eyes were glued to me like I just said that I was a Red Socks fan in a room full of hardcore Yankee fans.

Everyone had the same shocked face on. All but five. There were 3 kids looking at me from whatever the red team is called table. One was a messy redhead with food all over his face. I swear to god his jaw was dropped so wide you could fit 2 Double big macs and still have room for some fires. His eyes darted from me to his friends and back. Next to him was a boy who looked so familiar and his eyes read me like he had known me my whole life but I had no clue who he was.

Next were the three adults standing beside me. The woman looked at me like something horrible had happened to me and she wanted to fix me. Next to him was like a skinny, way older Santa dressed in one of those wizard customers that cost 4 dollars at party city or spirit Halloween. He looked at me with such kindness and calmness, almost assuring me everything was gonna be ok. Next to skinny Santa was what looked like Danny Zuko who really let himself go. He looked at me like I reminded him of something sad and he felt guilty and heartbroken about it all.

Finally, there was a boy who I noticed earlier. He was the only one not enjoying himself with the other kids at the green teams tabel. He looked just as broken and messed up as I was but his ice grey eyes told a whole other story. He somehow knew how I felt and it was almost like we were connected as our eyes locked. All the stress, tension, and confusion of this crazy day magically disappeared and I felt safe for the first time in my life. The whole room disappeared as we gazed into the eyes of each other like soulmates on their wedding day. It was like everything in my life had to lead me to those eyes and it seems he was thinking the same. I never thought that moment was gonna end until a small explosion broke the connection and for the first time in what felt like hours everyone's eyes shifted from mine towards the explosion.

Back at the red table sat a boy with smoke covering his face, and bits of his eyebrows scorched off as whatever exploded in front of him gave off a last puff of smoke, a few seats down two redheads started laughing and high fived each other as if they just mastered something.

I couldn't help but giggle at the whole thing. At this point, I didn't care if the other kids looked at me because that was clearly the best prank pulled, and honestly exactly what I needed after that hat said what seemed to be a bad thing. My eyes locked with those ice eyes and for the first time, I saw the blond-haired boy crack a little smile.

Everything else after that was just even more chaotic, confusing, and crazy than before, but before I can tell you about that, I think I need to go back to the real beginning of my story.