No, I'm not J. K. Rowling. Although I do steal her cloths and wear them and
watch her every move. LOL I'm just kidding. But anyway, I do not own Harry
Potter. Although I do own the characters Faida and Tobias in this story. So
you cant have them!!!! They belong to me!!!!!!! ^_^ * evil laughs of
hysteria *
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Faida waited in line with the other first years. She felt odd standing with them. Especially since she stood over a foot taller than them. And a lot of people seemed to be staring at her. Scared first years scrambled to the chair to be sorted as their names were called. Finally, her name was said.
"Faida Raye!" a tall woman, who Harry had told her was Professor McGonagall, said loudly.
She walked slowly to the chair, trying not to act nervous as hundreds of eyes watched her every move. She sat down and the old hat was lowered onto her head. A soft voice in her ear made her jump slightly.
"Oh my. Faida is it? Well, well, well." the hat whispered. It sounded as if it was thinking very hard. Faida waited patiently for it to continue. "Yes. you would make an excellent Gryffindor. But. no. You are a Slytherin."
What?! No! She wasn't Slytherin material!
"Not Slytherin material!! Oh, you poor girl. You don't know! Well, I do think you would make a good Gryffindor. But who am I to change fate? Yes, it is not my choice, it has already been determined. Even if you are not a Slytherin in your mind, it runs through your blood. Oh, yes. You are. SLYTHERIN!" the hat said sadly, yelling the last word to the crowd.
No. I can't be a Slytherin. I can't! Faida suddenly became angry. My friends are n Gryffindor! I am not Slytherin! An overpowering rage formed within her. Faida felt her skin start to tingle and grow warmer. A great power started to radiate off of her and she felt like she was on fire. The pain was uncontrollable at first. It spread through her veins like acid. But then the pain was replaced by ecstasy. Sweet pleasure that she couldn't help but yearn for welled up inside her. She started laughing madly at the harsh bliss of it all. She could fell the power, her power. And at that moment she felt free. No more running, no more hiding. Now they would flee from her presence and worship her. She could never be controlled. She would never be controlled. Screams filled her ears. She liked the screams, she wanted more. She smiled wickedly as the hat, chair, and everything touching her were burned into oblivion.
"I AM NOT SLYTHERIN!!!!!!"
Faida suddenly grew very tired and weak. The power no longer flowed through her and the burning sensation was gone. She was an empty shell, all her energy gone from the blast. The sapphire-eyed girl fell to the ground as darkness engulfed her. Faida laid peacefully, no longer the dark bloodthirsty entity that was there only seconds before.
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Sorry this chapter was so short. I'm already working on the next chapter, so hopefully it'll be up soon. ^_^
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Faida waited in line with the other first years. She felt odd standing with them. Especially since she stood over a foot taller than them. And a lot of people seemed to be staring at her. Scared first years scrambled to the chair to be sorted as their names were called. Finally, her name was said.
"Faida Raye!" a tall woman, who Harry had told her was Professor McGonagall, said loudly.
She walked slowly to the chair, trying not to act nervous as hundreds of eyes watched her every move. She sat down and the old hat was lowered onto her head. A soft voice in her ear made her jump slightly.
"Oh my. Faida is it? Well, well, well." the hat whispered. It sounded as if it was thinking very hard. Faida waited patiently for it to continue. "Yes. you would make an excellent Gryffindor. But. no. You are a Slytherin."
What?! No! She wasn't Slytherin material!
"Not Slytherin material!! Oh, you poor girl. You don't know! Well, I do think you would make a good Gryffindor. But who am I to change fate? Yes, it is not my choice, it has already been determined. Even if you are not a Slytherin in your mind, it runs through your blood. Oh, yes. You are. SLYTHERIN!" the hat said sadly, yelling the last word to the crowd.
No. I can't be a Slytherin. I can't! Faida suddenly became angry. My friends are n Gryffindor! I am not Slytherin! An overpowering rage formed within her. Faida felt her skin start to tingle and grow warmer. A great power started to radiate off of her and she felt like she was on fire. The pain was uncontrollable at first. It spread through her veins like acid. But then the pain was replaced by ecstasy. Sweet pleasure that she couldn't help but yearn for welled up inside her. She started laughing madly at the harsh bliss of it all. She could fell the power, her power. And at that moment she felt free. No more running, no more hiding. Now they would flee from her presence and worship her. She could never be controlled. She would never be controlled. Screams filled her ears. She liked the screams, she wanted more. She smiled wickedly as the hat, chair, and everything touching her were burned into oblivion.
"I AM NOT SLYTHERIN!!!!!!"
Faida suddenly grew very tired and weak. The power no longer flowed through her and the burning sensation was gone. She was an empty shell, all her energy gone from the blast. The sapphire-eyed girl fell to the ground as darkness engulfed her. Faida laid peacefully, no longer the dark bloodthirsty entity that was there only seconds before.
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Sorry this chapter was so short. I'm already working on the next chapter, so hopefully it'll be up soon. ^_^