Hello again! Did you like the cliffhanger? I thought I'd put one on because it always pisses me off when someone else ends their chapter like that, but I found out that I don't mind as much when I do it! Gives toothy grin. I haven't got any answers to my question yet! Stares accusingly (though that may be more my fault, as I haven't put it on the internet yet!) Anyhoo, on to da next chapter. Blaring of trumpets

Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters in this chapter-yet.

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' WHAT?' Hermione yelled. She jumped up, tearing the sorting hat from her head. She shook the hat as hard as she could.

'Your JOKING!' Harry exclaimed (loudly, too I might add)

Dumbledore strode forward and gently pried the hat out of Hermiones hands.

The closet door burst open, and all five people in the room (that's Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore and McGonagall, for those that can't remember) watched with open mouths as Draco Malfoy ran across the room and slapped Hermione across the face, hard.

' You stupid, filthy mudblood! Slytherin is too good for you! Go back to the streets and visit with the scum you call your parents!' with that said, he spit on her huddled form lying on the ground.

Before McGonagall or Dumbledore could stop them, both Ron and Harry had jumped on Draco's back and were pounding every inch of him they could reach. Harry felt a pull on the back of his robes and felt himself being roughly pulled to his feet, he turned around to see who had him and found himself face-to-face with an angry Professor McGonagall. He saw Dumbledore had pulled Ron off Malfoy, but Dumbledore wasn't looking at Ron, he was looking with disgust at Malfoy, who was lying on the floor, with a black eye and a bloody lip. Dumbledore let go of Ron and asked who the pathetic imbecile lying on the ground was. Harry explained who he was, biting his lip to keep from laughing.

' I suppose you followed us to see where we were going, and followed us into the Pensieve?' Harry asked.

Draco nodded grudgingly as he tried to mop up his bloody lip with his robes.

Dumbledore walked over to Hermione (who was still on the floor, crying) and said gently 'Are you all right? Did he hurt you?'

'I'm alright, it more what he said that hurt me.' She said, smiling gingerly.

Dumbledore straightened up and walked over this desk.

'The way I see it, Mr. Malfoy here, will have to enter Hogwarts as a student also. Professor McGonagall, would you kindly get the sorting hat and put it on Mr.Malfoy?' Dumbledore asked.

McGonagall took the hat down from the shelf and placed it on Draco's head with a look of great disgust.

' SLYTHERIN!' The hat said, without the lengthy debate it usually has with itself.

Draco grinned, but it looked like more of a scowl, with his lip now swollen to the size of a small watermelon.

Professor Dumbledore waved his wand and Draco's wounds healed instantly, while the bright red mark (from the slap Draco gave her) disappeared from Hermiones cheek.

' Now, I suggest you go to your common rooms. Supper will be in 45 minutes. The password for Slytherin is 'pureblood'. The password for Gryffindor is 'quiddich'. Hurry along now', he said, shooing them away with his hand.

So, whadda ya think? I know it's kinda short, but I hope it's OK. I'll be writing the next chapter right after this one. REVIEW! Tell me if you like the story so far puppy dog eyes pweeease? (That's 'please' in case you didn't know.)