Tripping and Falling



Part Three: Sorting



By. Chrissy



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After Dumbledore's speech the sorting began. Isabelle sat on a rickety stool and wore a disgusting old hat that spoke loudly and rather annoyingly. It yelled at her for calling it nasty and old and then whined about other stuff and rambled on. She finally got fed up, "Would you just tell me what house I am in please!" Some people stared at her, nobody ever talked back to The Hat....

"Only people like you would be anxious to find out what you already know. Go now child, it is in your blood.... SLYTHERIN!" The hat squeaked and Isabelle took the ratty thing off and walked towards the cheering table. Pansy's eyes bulged out of her head when she saw Draco motion Izzy over to sit next to him. She glared at Izzy but was ignored.

Harry was staring at the 5th year girl who'd just been sorted. She must've been the new exchange student.... no they didn't have any of those so that made her a transfer student. Hogwarts didn't have to many of those. She was beautiful..... He didn't even notice she'd been sorted Slytherin. He'd been mesmerized by her and was staring at her the entire time. He'd been zoned out the entire sorting!

Hermione let him know that by elbowing him, "Harry... the sortings are done... HARRY!" He was still staring at Isabelle until Herm jerked him back into reality.

He laughed nervously, "Oh, I know 'Mione..." and he ate some food. Draco and Izzy sat at the Slytherin table laughing and talking like they'd known each other for years and that's what it felt like to them....

"You really should have looked up at their table Izzy, I swear. Granger was squealing at Potter like a pig because he was staring after you. He missed the entire sorting!" Draco felt amazing, he was so happy when she'd been sorted Slytherin. He was never usually talkative either but he felt like he could talk with her for hours.

"Draco that is nasty! I am soooo not interested in him. But to tell you the truth, I'm not really hungry. I think I'll go wander the halls and then maybe find a place to hang in the common room. She stood up to leave but Draco stood up with her.

"I'm not hungry either so I'll go with you. Crabbe and Goyle stay here." Draco said. Isabelle and Draco walked the halls for a bit then wandered the dungeons until they reached the portrait hole. "Potter is a Prat." was the password and they entered the common room. They talked for a bit and then went up to their dormitories.

Pansy left shortly after them. When she got to the common room they were no where to be found and Pansy feared that they were off snogging some where. She checked the 5th year girls dorm and sure enough Izzy was in her bed sleeping. Pansy muttered a curse that was supposed to turn Isabelle's hair purple but it instantly reflected and turned Pansy's hair purple.

"Draco said you might try something like that." Isabelle said as she sat up in her bed with a self confident little smirk gracing her features. Pansy was shocked s she saw the unaffected Isabelle.

"You used a reflection spell? How? That is too advanced for half breeds, only pure bloods can do that!" Pansy murmured as the realization hit her that her hair was purple now. She was so mad she was shaking.

"I'm simply more powerful than most girls on our level and that is obvious you git. And I am really tired so don't go trying anything like that again." Isabelle chided and pulled the curtains closed. Pansy pouted after saying a quick 'whatever' and going into the bathroom to undo the spell.

Isabelle pointed her wand towards the bathroom, "Afro ensuite." and as she heard a shocked scream she smiled. After Pansy took the purple out it had turned into a 'fro. Pansy ran into the dorm and Izzy took a picture with magical film so you could see Pansy freaking out. She quickly hid the camera. "Oh dear, I'm sorry. Did that spell hit you? Let me undo that for you. Afro ouvrir. There you go." Isabelle smiled sweetly then went to sleep, leaving Pansy more than pissed.

After a week of reflected curses from Pansy and a roll of magical film, Isabelle gave Draco a tour of the pictures while that sat up front by the lake on Sunday evening. Draco was laughing so hard his eyes were watering and he couldn't breathe.

"This is from the first night when she tried to turn my hair purple but then I reflected it and gave her an afro. But I was being sweet and reversed it for her." She said and showed him a new picture, "Oh! This was from the Library when she tried to knock a bookshelf over onto me but I kept it standing and then I enchanted a book and it chased her out of the Library."

They were on the picture for day three when Pansy stormed over to them. "ISABELLE PARKER! You slutty mud-blood ho! Get away from Draco, I've had enough of your mindless flirting and making me look bad."

Isabelle merely glance up towards Pansy's brooding figure, "If he wanted me to leave him alone he would treat me like he treats you." Pansy just growled and pulled out her wand.

"Right now- Witches duel! Winner gets Draco. No seconds we'll have it just you and me." Pansy said. Draco didn't like the idea at all. It wasn't that he thought Isabelle couldn't handle Pansy, he knew she was more than capable. He was more afraid she'd get expelled for whatever she did to Pansy..... Draco became the referee to their little spout.

"I do hope you don't mind if I cast in French, Draco." Isabelle smiled, this would be fun

"Go right ahead Iz I understand Francias." Draco said, "Regular rules, blah, blah, blah , and it's over when somebody gives up or is too screwed up to stop it when they're in to deep."



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next time- Witches Duel by the lake! Who will be the victor?