Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter, its characters and settings are the copyrighted works of J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., her publishing companies and affiliates. No profit was made from the writing of this story nor was any malice intended in any way, shape or form to the author or the actors/actresses who so brilliantly have brought them to life.
In my story, there were born in 1989. Close to one of my friend's age! (That's how I keep track! Every year a new book comes out, she's as old as the characters...in the book)
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"Can you believe that Malfoy? Barging in like that! I was told he was bad blood. Destined for Slytherin that one is!" Ronald Weasley was telling his new friend.
'What's that supposed to mean?' Harry asked himself.
"Nope, not a wizard gone bad wasn't in Slytherin," Ron continued.
'But that's just a stereo-type...right?'
"Well I was accepted with an Advanced seal," the Granger girl boasted. Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Err, what's that supposed to mean? I mean, me too, but what does it do?" that shut Granger up.
"It means that you are more powerful that the rest of the wizards," Ron said shortly. After awhile, "So, Harry, what house do you reckon you'll be in?"
"I don't know, whichever I suppose," Harry replied. 'Hopefully not yours...'
"I'm going to be in Gryffindor!" Ron said enthusiastically.
'Not Gryffindor then...Hmm, that Draco guy seems SO familiar, perhaps whatever house he's in... Even if it is Slytherin.'
"You're parents were in Gryffindor, Harry," Hermione Granger (the girl that barged in earlier) said.
'Well, that changes things...'
"Yeah! I heard about that! And his Godfather too!" Ron said with a smile.
'I suppose he's not TOO awful, just a little annoying at times... Still, I like that Draco boy, he's hiding something, it's as if he's being FORCED to... oh I don't know. It's just this weird feeling inside. Like that girl there, she seems to be so bossy and mean on the outside, but she is, in truth, kind and loyal. Perhaps a bit of a control freak, but the type that you learn to live with when necessary. And the boy there, Ron, he seems the type to be loyal in the best and worst of situations, but runs away on the ones in the middle... Strange. And do I know these things?'
"What about you Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Oh, I don't know, I wouldn't mind Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff. Gryffindor perhaps. Whatever will do. I doubt I'll make it into Slytherin, though," she said absently.
"Oh? And why's that?" Harry asked.
"The creator of the house, Salazar Slytherin, didn't like Muggle Bourns, so he forbade them from his house, Muggle Bourns and half-breeds," she answered.
'Oh.'
"Oh."
"Well, I'd suggest you two get your robes on, we will be there in ten minutes," Hermione advised.
"Yes, mother," Ron said in a high, false voice. Though Harry could tell he liked her. Hermione sniffed and stepped into the hallway.
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"And let the Sorting Begin!" said a very enthusiastic Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter was here this year after all! And the Sorting started out with Abbott, Hannah (Hufflepuff)
Alaan, Karina (Slytherin)
Avila, Jason (Gryffindor)
Boot, Terry (Ravenclaw)
Bones, Susan (Hufflepuff)
Brocklehurst, Mandy (Ravenclaw)
Brown, Lavander (Gryffindor)
Bulstrode, Millicent (Slytherin)
Crabbe, Vincent (Slytherin)
Duncan, Stephanie (Slytherin).
Finch-Fletchley (Hufflepuff).
Fulton, Tom (Ravenclaw).
"...Granger, Hermione!" she called out. Hermione stepped out from her place in line and up to the hat. The hat was placed on her head and...
"RAVENCLAW!" the hat screamed.
"Longbottom, Neville" (Hufflepuff)
"Malfoy, Dracel... Err, Draco!" she called out.
"SLYHERIN!" the hat answered as it touched the boy's head.
MacDougal, Morag (Ravenclaw)
Moon, Jason (Gryffindor)
Nott, Avery (Slytherin)
Parkinson, Pansy (Hufflepuff) Draco Malfoy visible sighed in contentment.
"Potter, Harry!" she called. Gasps were heard as Harry stepped nervously to the stool and sat down. There was no pause, there were no questions (as some had claimed that hat had asked) it was just a simple...
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A/n: I'm evil.