She knew that she would have to take a carriage back. So she decided to go by herself. Jasmine loved to wonder. Even if she didn't know the place she liked to be by herself for once in a while.
Jasmine slowly got out of the cupboard heading for the train exit. So maybe she could get into a carriage anybody random.
"Ill see you guys at Hogwarts," said Jasmine, walking away from Hermione.
"Bye Jasmine," said Hermione, walking away with Harry and Ron.
Jasmine smiled and started walking away from her three new friends. Lets just hope Blaise isn't in the carriage I pick.
Jasmine frowned and opened the carriage where she found Malfoy sitting there. She turned a deep red.
"Hi Jasmine," said Malfoy, smirking evilly at her.
Jasmine paled. "I am not sharing a carriage with you!" she said slamming the door of the carriage.
Jasmine looked around all the other ones. They seemed to be filled. She sighed. I am not sharing it with him. First of all I will probably do something stupid, and second, he is extremely hot in that cloak, thought Jasmine.
She finally got the courage to get back into the carriage, as she walked in Malfoy smirked. "So you really wanted to sit here with me? Im so flattered," he said.
Jasmine blinked. "Yes Malfoy I really want to sit with you. After all these years," she said sarcastically.
Malfoy smirked. She wasn't a lot like the other kids. She had a lot of guts.
After moments of staring outside Jasmine finally broke the silence. "Does house depend on the blood?" she asked, forgetting about there argument moments ago.
"No, it depends on your personality," he said casually, not making eye contact with her.
Jasmine thought for a moment. She really didn't know how the sorting went. Do they make you fight something? Because when she was eleven years old in her first year at DUrmstrong, she had to fight a Dragon, and the Dragon would interpret with the lady if she had determination. Nah, every school has there way. But she remembered that summer when she came back from Durmstrong and Blaise had come back from Hogwarts. He said he was in Slytherin, and they had to sort you by a talking hat. Was that really how it worked? Or was he making it up? She would have to find out when she got there.
Finally, the carriage stopped and Jasmine attempted to get out of the damn carriage. She couldn't handle sitting next to a hot,17 year old, who was her cousin's best friend.
Jasmine smelled the fresh air, the mountains were beautiful! The castle seemed enormous, and the hills were perfectly cut. Sadly Jasmine was disturbed by a certain Slytherin teacher.
Professor Snape walked slowly out of the castle with his robes behind him. "Mrs. Zabini will you follow me?" he said, she just nodded and walked with him.
"Um, sir? How will I get sorted?" she asked rather politely, which Snape was never.
"By the Sorting Hat, and it will happen right here," he said, she stepped into the room. It was huge. The room had four tables filled with laughing children. Jasmine smiled.
But then a tall bearded man walked up to the front of the room. "Ladies and Gentleman, I would like to have a quick announcement. Now that the first years have been sorted I would like to introduce one of our very own Durmstrong students who will be attending Hogwarts. Mrs. Jasmine Zabini," paused the man. She heard whispers through the air. She heard. That must be the cousin of Blaise, said one child. Tell her to go back to goth central said another. Jasmine just sighed. "Now will everybody please stay quiet will she will be sorted," said the man once again.
The hat sat on the chair, patiently, Jasmine just stared at it. She walked over to the chair and sat down while putting the hat on her head.
Ah, child you have a lot of courage after what you just done, said the hat in her thoughts I think you have been told that your blood doesn't depend on the house he said once again. So I think you'll do good in...
"Gryfindor" screamed the hat. Jasmine through the hat on the floor and backed up. She wasn't going to be in the same house as her cousin.
There was claps, and screams. Jasmine glanced at the table were Blaise and Malfoy sat, Blaise clapped and winked at her. She was happy that he wasn't mad at he.
Jasmine slowly walked to the Gryfindor table, she was paler than ever.
Jasmine glanced at the other table were Blaise sat. Just then, a pug nose girl pushed Jasmine away.
"Tut, you would have been better in Gryfindor," said the girl.
"Sorry I didn't catch your name, pug nose?" said Jasmine rudely.
"Pansy, and im sorry I didn't get yours either freak!" she said walking back to her table.
"Ignore her," said a deep voice, she twirled around and saw Ron standing there.
Jasmine sat down at the table.
"So how was it at Durmstrong," asked Hermione, offering her a bread.
Jasmine picked up the bread and replied. "Well back in Durmstrong, when you got sorted, they would make you fight a fierce fire breathing Dragon. The Dragon would tell one of the judges if you have wanted defeat him with determination. And if you did, you would be in one house if you didn't make an attempt to hurt him, then you would be put in the house of respect. And if you were to lazy to even try you would be in the house of rudeness," she said casually biting into the bread.
"And what house were you put in?" asked Harry.
Jasmine smiled. "Determination," she said, grabbing a plate and eating.
"Figures," said Ron under his breath.
"I heard that Weasly," said Jasmine laughing.
"Weren't you suppose to Zabini?" said Ron.
Jasmine was liking and liking the school more and more.
(A/n that's it for now,)