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Hermione walked nervously up the stairs to the sorting hat, and sat on the stool as Professor McGonagall placed the hat on her head. Well, well. What do we have here? Let's see: smart and witty, kind and would be very loyal to your house, very brave and would do anything to protect those you love, very devious, if someone could show you the ropes, and cunning, but you are Muggle-born, but powerful, and you wouldn't let that power corrupt you. Hm, I will put you in…
"…Slytherin!"the hat yelled. Nobody seemed to be able to tell that she was Muggle-born, because the tables erupted in clapping as she made her way over to the Slytherin table and sat next to a boy with dark skin, black, curly hair and dark blue eyes.
"Hello. I'm Blaise Zabini, you are?" Blaise asked politely.
"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger." She replied.
"Huh, I don't recognize the name, you must be Muggle-born, right?" he asked, seemingly unfazed by the fact that he was making friends with a Muggle-born.
"Uh, yeah. I don't really know why the sorting hat put me here." Hermione sighed.
"You must have fit the Slytherin description. My parents don't follow You-Know-Who, but everyone in my family has been in Slytherin." Blaise answered the unspoken question of why he was even talking to hercalmly. After a while Dumbledore stood up, reminded everyone of the rules, and then the house prefects took the first-years to their common room.
"Blaise, there you are—who's she?" asked a boy with platinum-blond hair.
"Hay! Draco this is Hermione Granger, 'Mione, this is my best friend, Draco Malfoy." Blaise introduced us.
"Oh great, I've only known you for an hour and a half, and I alreadyhave a nickname." Blaise laughed at that while Draco frowned.
"Granger… You're a Muggle-born, aren't you?" He asked, voice hard.
"Draco, when will you learn?" Blaise asked exasperatedly.
'What was he doing? Didn't he see her power, that's not what I like about her, but it should be for him! My friend is an idiot!'
Hermione ignored her new friend.
"Yes. I am Muggle-born, do you have a problem with that?" at that time, Draco saw her power flaring up around her like a shield. His eyes widened slightly.
"No, not personally, many of the people here will, but they're like me; it's just how they were raised. How about being friends?" He asked, holding out his hand. Hermione eyed it suspiciously for a moment before shaking it.
"Fine with me." Blaise smiled, glad that his two friends were now friends with each other.
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