"Your parent's death?" Draco asked in awe.
"Yes, see I was only a small girl, maybe three or four when it happened. We still lived here in England also. Anyway, my parents were supposedly in league with You-Know-Who. I never knew for I was too little to even remember their faces. My cousin was only two years older but acted as if he were a real man. Joy. Well, one night after my parents put me to bed there was a knock at the door. Both went down to see whom it was. It was the Dark Lord. He killed both my parents with the Avada Kedavra spell. Turns out they were really spies for the Ministry and Alex, my dear cousin, had ratted them out. See, he was a true Voldemort follower. He was what killed my parents. I was sent to an orphanage where an American couple adopted me and I went to live with them. They died only a few months later. Since then I was shunted from home to home. Everywhere I went something bad happened to those people. So that's when I decided to runaway to England. I looked everywhere for Alex to pay him back but failed. He had hid himself away. You should have seen the look on his face when I called him a coward."
"But you seem to like him now." Draco said.
"Yes, he has changed. And that story was only a rumor someone had told me. I don't know what's true and what isn't."
Outside the door they heard some shuffling and people bumping into things.
"We must be there. Good thing I already changed into my robes." Draco said.
"Now, Emily, we will be sorting you into your house. Your house will be like your family. You will attend every class with that house but only with your year, which is seventh. I heard you recently had a Birthday?" Professor McGonagall explained.
Emily nodded. They were in a small office and she was sitting on a wobbly stool. The Professor smiled.
"The houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. I will now place the Sorting Hat on your head and you will be sorted. Good luck."
She jumped as the hat began to talk inside of her head. She answered some questions and the hat made its decision.
The hat said. SLYTHERIN!
Emily was so happy that she was in the same house as Draco that she didn't notice the girl sitting beside him. She was practically sitting in his lap to tell the truth. Other girls were also around him. She straightened up and sat down at the end of the Slytherin table and was soon engaged in a conversation with a dark haired boy from her year.
"So where was your old school at?" the boy named Adrian asked. He was very nice and sweet.
"America. I've lived there most of my life, as you can tell by the accent."
"Yeah," he said. "I like your accent. It's unique. Which part of America?"
"Boston, Massachusetts."
"So do you know anyone else in England?" he was full of questions but she didn't care. It took her mind off of Draco, who had noticed her at last. She ignored him though.
"My cousin, Alex West, whom I'm living with, and the Malfoy family."
"Good people the Malfoys are. Draco's a ladies man. I'm surprised he hasn't gotten you in his net. Alex West? Hmm, haven't heard of him."
"Emily?" Draco's voice came from behind her. She stiffened and turned around with a glare on her pretty face. Her hair was auburn now.
"I'm in a conversation right now, if you don't mind. Aren't you being missed at the Love Lounge?" she said rather meanly.
The hurt in his eye was enough to make her cry, but she didn't. He deserved it.
"Congrats on making Slytherin. Alex must be proud." He walked off back to the group of girls but ignored them and frowned the whole time.
AUTHORS NOTE: Wow, I just wrote all of that from the top of my head. I like it! I'm only asking for two more reviews to write more, k?
"Yes, see I was only a small girl, maybe three or four when it happened. We still lived here in England also. Anyway, my parents were supposedly in league with You-Know-Who. I never knew for I was too little to even remember their faces. My cousin was only two years older but acted as if he were a real man. Joy. Well, one night after my parents put me to bed there was a knock at the door. Both went down to see whom it was. It was the Dark Lord. He killed both my parents with the Avada Kedavra spell. Turns out they were really spies for the Ministry and Alex, my dear cousin, had ratted them out. See, he was a true Voldemort follower. He was what killed my parents. I was sent to an orphanage where an American couple adopted me and I went to live with them. They died only a few months later. Since then I was shunted from home to home. Everywhere I went something bad happened to those people. So that's when I decided to runaway to England. I looked everywhere for Alex to pay him back but failed. He had hid himself away. You should have seen the look on his face when I called him a coward."
"But you seem to like him now." Draco said.
"Yes, he has changed. And that story was only a rumor someone had told me. I don't know what's true and what isn't."
Outside the door they heard some shuffling and people bumping into things.
"We must be there. Good thing I already changed into my robes." Draco said.
"Now, Emily, we will be sorting you into your house. Your house will be like your family. You will attend every class with that house but only with your year, which is seventh. I heard you recently had a Birthday?" Professor McGonagall explained.
Emily nodded. They were in a small office and she was sitting on a wobbly stool. The Professor smiled.
"The houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. I will now place the Sorting Hat on your head and you will be sorted. Good luck."
She jumped as the hat began to talk inside of her head. She answered some questions and the hat made its decision.
The hat said. SLYTHERIN!
Emily was so happy that she was in the same house as Draco that she didn't notice the girl sitting beside him. She was practically sitting in his lap to tell the truth. Other girls were also around him. She straightened up and sat down at the end of the Slytherin table and was soon engaged in a conversation with a dark haired boy from her year.
"So where was your old school at?" the boy named Adrian asked. He was very nice and sweet.
"America. I've lived there most of my life, as you can tell by the accent."
"Yeah," he said. "I like your accent. It's unique. Which part of America?"
"Boston, Massachusetts."
"So do you know anyone else in England?" he was full of questions but she didn't care. It took her mind off of Draco, who had noticed her at last. She ignored him though.
"My cousin, Alex West, whom I'm living with, and the Malfoy family."
"Good people the Malfoys are. Draco's a ladies man. I'm surprised he hasn't gotten you in his net. Alex West? Hmm, haven't heard of him."
"Emily?" Draco's voice came from behind her. She stiffened and turned around with a glare on her pretty face. Her hair was auburn now.
"I'm in a conversation right now, if you don't mind. Aren't you being missed at the Love Lounge?" she said rather meanly.
The hurt in his eye was enough to make her cry, but she didn't. He deserved it.
"Congrats on making Slytherin. Alex must be proud." He walked off back to the group of girls but ignored them and frowned the whole time.
AUTHORS NOTE: Wow, I just wrote all of that from the top of my head. I like it! I'm only asking for two more reviews to write more, k?
