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Chapter Two: Draco's New Home
"As some of you have noticed, there is a new student at Hogwarts," Dumbledore announced. "She has yet to be sorted; which will take place right now." There were groans heard from the tables, especially Gryffindor.
McGonagall stood up from the staff table and moved a stool to the front of the Hall with an old, black hat. Of course, everyone knew what it was, even Draco. It was the Sorting Hat.
Draco approached the hat as casually as he could and sat down and placed it on his head.
"Hmm…you seem very familiar," the hat said out loud. "I could have sworn I've sorted you before…" Draco paled. "Ah, well, let's see. This is very difficult. Hmmm… you seem to stick up to people."
Snort… I did not just do that.
"Very smart, indeed."
Better be. I didn't force those Hufflepuffs to do my homework for nothing… kidding!
"You also seem to… get along with people."
This hat creeps me out… does he know about the girls I've been with?
…
Wow, me being a girl and all, that sounded totally lesbian.
The hat made some sort of chuckle at this thought.
"Ah, yes, a very difficult decision… but nonetheless…"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Draco shakily stood up.
Gryffindor? Goody-goody Gryffindor? We're talking about… cute and cuddly lions here! I'm a snake! A snake, I tell you! I should be in Slytherin! I wouldn't mind being in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff! But… Gryffindor? Dumbledore needs to get a new hat; because one, it makes wrong decisions, and two, it's a big fashion no-no.
This was a dream, no a nightmare. He was about to go to the Slytherin table but instead forced himself to walk towards the Terrible Trio. He saw Blaise smirk at him.
Even worse, there were no seats available at the Gryffindor table but the one vacant seat next to Granger.
This cannot be happening!
He reluctantly plopped down next to the bushy-haired beaver, who smiled at him… her.
When he saw her up close, he realized she really wasn't the bushy-haired beaver anymore. She had soft, brown curls that landed over her shoulder and her teeth were now normal-sized, thanks to him. Her hazel eyes lit up and Draco wondered why he'd never noticed this before.
"Hello, I'm Hermione Granger," she said turning to him. He sat up, startled.
He was about to shoot a nasty insult at her but remembered he was a Gryffindor now.
"Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Dana Marcy," he reminded himself to be extra mean to her after he changed back…if he did, that is.
"Well these are my two best friends, Ron and Harry," she said nudging Weasel in the ribs.
"OW! What was that for? Can't a man eat his chicken in peace?" Hermione coughed and Weasel slowly realized Draco was there.
"Oh hi. Ron Weasley, nice to meet you." The redhead looked Draco over until he coughed.
I know I'm attractive but this is too much, Draco thought.
"Oy, Harry. Meet the new person," Ron said nudging Harry then going back to his chicken.
"Oh, hi there. Harry Potter," he said sticking out his hand.
"Dana Marcy," Draco said hesitantly shaking Pothead's hand. Harry looked shocked for a moment. "What?"
"Nothing…it's just that…most people goggle at my scar or something," Harry said.
"Well obviously not everyone," Draco said.
Ugh, he thinks he's so special. Oh look at me! I'm the Harry Potter, and I'm famous for having a big, ugly scar that tells me that Voldemort is coming! Pshh, I don't get what's the big deal.
"Right…" Harry said, going back to his food.
cricket
"So…where are you from?" Hermione asked awkwardly.
"Erm…France," Draco lied.
"Oh, really? I didn't notice your accent," Hermione said confusedly.
"Oh, well, I only lived there for about a week. My family moves a lot…"
The rest of the meal was very uneasy and Draco was running out of lies.
Honestly, the Mudblood doesn't shut the hell up!
Finally the worst was over and the feast had ended. Everyone was going back to their dorms. Draco followed the rest of the Gryffindors to his new, hopefully temporary, home.
Of course, Dumbledore just happened to give him the room with Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati.
Is the nutcase really trying to make my life a living hell?
He noticed his things weren't sent up to his room but were replaced by foreign items such as eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick.
Bloody hell!
Draco's thoughts were interrupted when a fit of giggles entered the room. Of course, it was the gossip queens, Lavender and Parvati.
"Ooh! Hello!" Lavender said perkily. "I'm Lavender and this is Parvati." Draco introduced himself; the whole introducing thing was really starting to annoy him.
"Oh my God!" Parvati shrieked when she saw his bags. "Where did you get this? These are so expensive!"
"And your robes are gorgeous!" Lavender added. "Wherever did you get them?"
"Um…they're gifts?" Draco said. Lavender was about to ask something when Ginny and Hermione entered the room.
"Oh my God, Lavender! Parvati! Stop tormenting the poor girl, she just got here!" Hermione scolded the two. Draco felt a bit of thankfulness for her, but only a little.
"Oh, come on, Hermione! Lighten up! I mean, these robes really are bloody brilliant!" Ginny said as she walked over to Draco's trunks.
Hermione scowled and went to her bed, which was right next to Draco's. "Just don't interrupt me, I'm at the best part of this book!" and she lay silently on her bed, immersed in her book.
Draco glared at her and cursed to himself. What was he supposed to do with all these girls fawning over these foreign objects that just happened to belong to him?
"Oooh I absolutely adore this top! Can I borrow it for my date tomorrow?" Ginny asked who just arrived in the dorm. Since she's not in their same year, she often visits their dorm. "I want to look perfect for Harry!" At his name all the girls sighed and squealed and Draco grimaced. What was it with that Scar head that made him more attractive than him? Oh yeah, the bloody scar.
"But…but…" Draco said, trying to look for an excuse. He did not want anyone, especially Weasleys, to use his clothes.
"You…you…can't?" Everyone, but Hermione, turned to look at Draco.
"And why not?" Ginny asked.
Bloody hell, all girls are all alike. What's up with them and asking too many bloody questions? Haven't you ever heard the term "Snog first, questions later?"
…
Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew! First of all, I did not just imagine myself with…these… and second, that's… just…wrong.
"B-b-because… it's… not mine? Yeah, it's not mine," Draco stuttered. Everyone, including Hermione, looked at Draco weirdly.
"So… you like, stole it?" Lavender asked.
"No," Draco rolled his eyes.
"Then, why isn't it yours?" Parvati asked.
Questions again!
"Because… it's…"
"Whatever, I'm still borrowing it." Ginny said casually.
How dare… you bi…
"So Dana, who do you like so far?" Lavender asked, as she started fixing Parvati's hair.
"Uhm… that guy, Draco Malfoy, he seems really cute." Draco said unsurely. He even managed a giggle to sound really…girly.
"Yeah, he's hot." Parvati swooned.
Ew, Gryffindors like me.
"Hermione thinks he's hot, too." Ginny teased. Hermione apparently heard this and her head shot up.
"What!" Dana and Hermione both said together.
Mudblood likes me! Ewww…
"No, I don't!" Hermione screamed.
"Yeah you do, you just won't admit it, Hermione. Even though you really don't…" Ginny trailed off. Draco let out a sigh of relief.
"But the whole love-hate thing is going on there!" Lavender explained.
"Yeah, and plus, Hermione. Even you need to admit that he's… gorgeous." Ginny, Lavender, and Parvati all sighed simultaneously.
I know, I am.
"No. He's an annoying git who only thinks of his heritage and his looks. He is a racist, an enemy… and a Malfoy." Hermione said angrily. She went out of the dorm, and closed the door with a bang.
What in the hell is that supposed to mean?
"Yup, she likes him." Parvati said casually.
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