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The rest of October came and went, and Sade still hadn't found who her secret admirer was, but he was right, even though she didn't know who he was, he was a lot of fun to write to. He seemed to know many things about her, which at first made her very uneasy, but after a while, it became comforting. But her relationship with Snape was starting to go downhill. Since that day when Snape saw Sade flirt with Draco, he truly began to show how jealous he could get. And Draco went from being Snape's favorite student to his most hated, even more so than Harry, which actually made Harry uneasy.
"Snape's supposed to hate me, not Draco," he said one day in Potions class.
"Oh, so you actually want Snape criticizing you, then?" Hermonie replied, adding another dried worm to her potion.
"Well, no, but it's still really weird, you know? And I thought you were working things out with him, Sade?"
"I am, but every time I try to, he gets really upset. And I don't really have much time to talk with him anyway, what with practice and homework and grading papers. And Fred and George, well mainly Fred, won't leave me alone."
"What about this secret guy? You seem to find time to write and leave him messages. And in the beginning, it was only once or twice a day, now it's almost every class. And yet you never actually seen who it is," Ron said. He looked around to see Snape again yelling something at Draco.
"OK, think about this. All those times I normally have to leave the letter, I have to run to my next class so I'm not late."
"I've got an idea," Harry said suddenly. "I never told you about my invisibility cloak did I? My dad left it for me. Anyway, I'll let you borrow it, so that the next time you leave a letter, you could sneak back wearing the cloak to see who it is."
"What a great idea, Harry!" Hermonie exclaimed. "Tomorrow's the Halloween feast. Sade, you could use it then."
"Sounds like a good idea to me." She replied, smiling happily.
They all looked back at Draco.
"I really do feel sorry for him now, even after all the things he's done, since I had to go through all that," Harry said.
"Um, you're going to still be living with Sirius and Professor Lupin this summer, right?" Sade asked.
"Yeah, and they're going to officially adopt me too! You could come and stay with me a while during the summer if you want."
"That would be great!"
The bell rang, and Draco grabbed his things quickly so he could leave his reply to Sade at the normal place, but he ended up running right into Ron in the doorway.
"Sorry about that Weasley," Draco said, getting up. "In a bit of a hurry." With that, he ran out the door, Ron still sitting there in shock.
"He actually said sorry, I don't believe it!" he said.
"Yeah, that was really odd. But have you noticed that he's be acting off for a while now?" Harry said, helping Ron pick up his things.
"That's right. Maybe with Sade being nice to him has been helping out."
"Yeah, maybe," Sade murmured.
"Oh, please, he probably was just still off from Snape yelling at him all class period," said Ron.
"Well, whatever it is, it's an improvement. I'm going to see if my secret friend left me a reply, see you later."
"Bye Sade."
She got up to the seventh floor to find that there were people coming down from the classroom further up. She waited until everyone had passed to get the letter. When they finally did, she took the hand off, got the letter out, and ran back to her class.
All during the Charms lesson, she wrote back to him.
"Are you paying attention, Ms. Riddle?" asked Professor Flitwick.
"Yes, sir, I am," she replied quickly. She waited till be went back to talking to continue writing her letter.
"You know, this guy is going to cause you to fail if you keep this up," Hermonie said when class ended.
"Don't worry about it," Sade replied causally.
The next day, Sade asked Professor McGonagall if she could skip class to see Professor Dumbledore.
"What is it about?" Professor McGonagall asked, arching her eyebrow.
"It's of a personal matter," Sade replied sternly.
McGonagall eyed her for a moment, then nodded stiffly. "Very well my dear. The new password is "sweet tooth". I'm sure you know where to go."
"Yes ma'am, and thank you. Do you think it would be alright if Hermonie gets my homework for me?"
"That will be fine. Now on your way."
Sade smiled, and said goodbye to her friends. Draco watched her as she walked past him, and looked back down.
"Later, Malfoy," Sade whispered in his ear, then walking out the door. He looked back at her, his ears slightly pink.
On her way to see Dumbledore, Sade came across Mrs. Norris.
"Hello Mrs. Norris," she said, patting her.
"Oh, it's just you," Filch said, coming around the corner.
"I have a note from Professor McGonagall."
"I wouldn't care if you had a note or not."
"Excuse me?"
"You're the only student that I wouldn't care was walking around the school at anytime, or with anyone. You're just are different from every other student here."
"Um, ok, thanks. I'm gonna go now. Bye Mr. Filch, Mrs. Norris."
When she got to the gargoyle door, she said the password and walked in. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, stroking Fawkes, his pet phoenix. He looked at her and smiled.
"Hello, Sade. What are you doing out of class?"
"I needed to see you about something, and I knew that you would be too busy any other time I would have free. Professor McGonagall let me out." She sat down in the chair in front of his desk.
"I see," he nodded, a twinkle in his eyes, "what is that you want to know?"
"Well, since the first day I got here, a lot of unusual things have happened with me. You know that Slytherins aren't really supposed to like Gryffindors, but for some reason, all of them are nice to me. And many different people said that I should have been put into Slytherin. And so Hermonie and I went to see if there ever was a time when someone was switched to another house, but the only times that it did happed, it was never a switch between Slytherin and Gryffindor. I'm starting to wonder if I was wrongly sorted, because I had said to the hat that I wanted to be with my cousin, so that might have made the difference." She said this as slowly and precise as she could, though that was no easy job.
To her surprise, Dumbledore smiled.
"You know, your cousin asked me almost the same question as you about 3 years ago. The Sorting Hat had told him that we would do well in Slytherin, but because he had said he didn't want to be in that house, he was put in Gryffindor."
"So, the hat doesn't just go on your mentality, but on your initial feelings as well."
"Exactly. So when people say things like you did, it really helps it along. Being of Riddle and Potter blood must make it difficult, but your wanting to protect your cousin made the choice very clear. Now, is that all you wanted?"
"Yes, thank you very much Professor."
"Now you better be off, the feast is going to begin soon, and you'll have to sit with the teachers. And I got you this for the occasion."
He handed her a large silvery blue box.
"Oh, thank you, sir. But not to sound ungrateful, but, do I have to sit with them the whole time?"
"No, of course not. I know that you want to sit with your friends."
"Thanks again, Professor."
"Anytime."
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The rest of October came and went, and Sade still hadn't found who her secret admirer was, but he was right, even though she didn't know who he was, he was a lot of fun to write to. He seemed to know many things about her, which at first made her very uneasy, but after a while, it became comforting. But her relationship with Snape was starting to go downhill. Since that day when Snape saw Sade flirt with Draco, he truly began to show how jealous he could get. And Draco went from being Snape's favorite student to his most hated, even more so than Harry, which actually made Harry uneasy.
"Snape's supposed to hate me, not Draco," he said one day in Potions class.
"Oh, so you actually want Snape criticizing you, then?" Hermonie replied, adding another dried worm to her potion.
"Well, no, but it's still really weird, you know? And I thought you were working things out with him, Sade?"
"I am, but every time I try to, he gets really upset. And I don't really have much time to talk with him anyway, what with practice and homework and grading papers. And Fred and George, well mainly Fred, won't leave me alone."
"What about this secret guy? You seem to find time to write and leave him messages. And in the beginning, it was only once or twice a day, now it's almost every class. And yet you never actually seen who it is," Ron said. He looked around to see Snape again yelling something at Draco.
"OK, think about this. All those times I normally have to leave the letter, I have to run to my next class so I'm not late."
"I've got an idea," Harry said suddenly. "I never told you about my invisibility cloak did I? My dad left it for me. Anyway, I'll let you borrow it, so that the next time you leave a letter, you could sneak back wearing the cloak to see who it is."
"What a great idea, Harry!" Hermonie exclaimed. "Tomorrow's the Halloween feast. Sade, you could use it then."
"Sounds like a good idea to me." She replied, smiling happily.
They all looked back at Draco.
"I really do feel sorry for him now, even after all the things he's done, since I had to go through all that," Harry said.
"Um, you're going to still be living with Sirius and Professor Lupin this summer, right?" Sade asked.
"Yeah, and they're going to officially adopt me too! You could come and stay with me a while during the summer if you want."
"That would be great!"
The bell rang, and Draco grabbed his things quickly so he could leave his reply to Sade at the normal place, but he ended up running right into Ron in the doorway.
"Sorry about that Weasley," Draco said, getting up. "In a bit of a hurry." With that, he ran out the door, Ron still sitting there in shock.
"He actually said sorry, I don't believe it!" he said.
"Yeah, that was really odd. But have you noticed that he's be acting off for a while now?" Harry said, helping Ron pick up his things.
"That's right. Maybe with Sade being nice to him has been helping out."
"Yeah, maybe," Sade murmured.
"Oh, please, he probably was just still off from Snape yelling at him all class period," said Ron.
"Well, whatever it is, it's an improvement. I'm going to see if my secret friend left me a reply, see you later."
"Bye Sade."
She got up to the seventh floor to find that there were people coming down from the classroom further up. She waited until everyone had passed to get the letter. When they finally did, she took the hand off, got the letter out, and ran back to her class.
All during the Charms lesson, she wrote back to him.
"Are you paying attention, Ms. Riddle?" asked Professor Flitwick.
"Yes, sir, I am," she replied quickly. She waited till be went back to talking to continue writing her letter.
"You know, this guy is going to cause you to fail if you keep this up," Hermonie said when class ended.
"Don't worry about it," Sade replied causally.
The next day, Sade asked Professor McGonagall if she could skip class to see Professor Dumbledore.
"What is it about?" Professor McGonagall asked, arching her eyebrow.
"It's of a personal matter," Sade replied sternly.
McGonagall eyed her for a moment, then nodded stiffly. "Very well my dear. The new password is "sweet tooth". I'm sure you know where to go."
"Yes ma'am, and thank you. Do you think it would be alright if Hermonie gets my homework for me?"
"That will be fine. Now on your way."
Sade smiled, and said goodbye to her friends. Draco watched her as she walked past him, and looked back down.
"Later, Malfoy," Sade whispered in his ear, then walking out the door. He looked back at her, his ears slightly pink.
On her way to see Dumbledore, Sade came across Mrs. Norris.
"Hello Mrs. Norris," she said, patting her.
"Oh, it's just you," Filch said, coming around the corner.
"I have a note from Professor McGonagall."
"I wouldn't care if you had a note or not."
"Excuse me?"
"You're the only student that I wouldn't care was walking around the school at anytime, or with anyone. You're just are different from every other student here."
"Um, ok, thanks. I'm gonna go now. Bye Mr. Filch, Mrs. Norris."
When she got to the gargoyle door, she said the password and walked in. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, stroking Fawkes, his pet phoenix. He looked at her and smiled.
"Hello, Sade. What are you doing out of class?"
"I needed to see you about something, and I knew that you would be too busy any other time I would have free. Professor McGonagall let me out." She sat down in the chair in front of his desk.
"I see," he nodded, a twinkle in his eyes, "what is that you want to know?"
"Well, since the first day I got here, a lot of unusual things have happened with me. You know that Slytherins aren't really supposed to like Gryffindors, but for some reason, all of them are nice to me. And many different people said that I should have been put into Slytherin. And so Hermonie and I went to see if there ever was a time when someone was switched to another house, but the only times that it did happed, it was never a switch between Slytherin and Gryffindor. I'm starting to wonder if I was wrongly sorted, because I had said to the hat that I wanted to be with my cousin, so that might have made the difference." She said this as slowly and precise as she could, though that was no easy job.
To her surprise, Dumbledore smiled.
"You know, your cousin asked me almost the same question as you about 3 years ago. The Sorting Hat had told him that we would do well in Slytherin, but because he had said he didn't want to be in that house, he was put in Gryffindor."
"So, the hat doesn't just go on your mentality, but on your initial feelings as well."
"Exactly. So when people say things like you did, it really helps it along. Being of Riddle and Potter blood must make it difficult, but your wanting to protect your cousin made the choice very clear. Now, is that all you wanted?"
"Yes, thank you very much Professor."
"Now you better be off, the feast is going to begin soon, and you'll have to sit with the teachers. And I got you this for the occasion."
He handed her a large silvery blue box.
"Oh, thank you, sir. But not to sound ungrateful, but, do I have to sit with them the whole time?"
"No, of course not. I know that you want to sit with your friends."
"Thanks again, Professor."
"Anytime."
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