Disclaimer-I own a big red otter, but I don't own Harry Potter. Aren't I a genius? I don't really own a big red otter… or even just an otter… I'll shut up.

Mysterious Mystic- The Hull thing is an inside joke where we are- just ask Deany!

Deany-the-crazy- you know full bloody well I'm a bad influence! Where have you been when you learnt all that dirty stuff?

femaleprongslet- Draco is my 2nd favourite character in the books (first is Ron) and I wanted to show what I thought he'd be like if he was brought up in a different background…

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"First years!" Called an elderly witch. "First years over here!" The four of them rushed to the old lady, eagerly awaiting seeing the school.

"I cen take it from 'ere, Josie." An enormous man with a large bushy beard said to the lady. He then began to shout what she had been. All of them were terrified as the old witch tottered away, leaving them with him. They were soon joined by Neville and Ron.

"Whoa! You're huge!" Ron exclaimed.

"Thank ye, Weasley." The large man returned. Ron's face fell and he stammered,

"How…?"

"Yer brother, Charlie, showed me a picture, told me ter look out fer ye."

"Oh, okay…" he squeaked

"Hello firs' years. I'm Hagrid. I'll be takin' ye to Hogwarts."

Hagrid led the way to about forty small, enchanted boats. Everybody clambered into them-'four to a boat at the most'- and they set off staring at the giant squid swimming beneath them.

They all watched in amazement as the castle grew into view.

They walked up a flight of steps and crowded around the huge oak front door. Hagrid raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle door.

The door swung open to reveal who they knew must be Professor McGonagall. They knew this from the description Fred and George gave- 'Stern and scary' they said. They weren't kidding.

"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall." Said Hagrid.

Professor McGonagall introduced them all to Hogwarts and filled them in on the houses. They looked at two large boys staring at them, cracking their fists. Both Harry and Draco gulped; they both came to the same conclusion that the boys would be in Slytherin. Eventually the professor led them into an amazing hall. The ceiling had the appearance of the night sky. The muggle-borns were easy to pick out as they marvelled at even simple things like floating candles and moving pictures. Everyone in the hall stopped talking as soon as McGonagall approached the stage at the front. She placed a very dirty-looking hat on a short four-legged stool in the centre of the stage. The first years were at a loss until it burst into song, startling a fair few.

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find a smarter-"

"Oi!" Draco whispered to Harry.

"What?"

"What do you think of them girls?"

"I dunno… they're cool."

"Nioka is well funny. Do you know I watched a 'film' on the train? 'My neighbour Totoro' it's called. She showed it me in Cantonese. That's what her dad talks."

"Well, how'd you understand it?"

"The words- what they meant- were at the bottom, on top of the picture!"

"No!"

"Yeah! It's well funny there's-"

"Ahem." A loud voice came.

"Sorry Professor." They chorused.

The girls were giggling at them as the names were being read out. "Abbott, Hannah." The boys started signing messages to the two muggle-born girls. Something hit Draco on the back of the head, so he turned to see the twins mouthing 'get a room!'. He was about to mouth something back when he heard-"Granger, Hermione." Hermione pretended to be really scared and Nioka pushed her up onto the stage. She feinted getting control of herself then sat down for the hat to be put on her head. She looked to be having a long discussion with it before it called out "GRYFFINDOR!" She squealed and flung herself towards the Gryffindor table, plonking herself next to George. Then, not a minute later, "Hua, Nioka" was called. She ran up onto the stage pretending she was famous, blowing kisses to the tables- that everyone (well, nearly everyone) laughed at. She sat down on the stool, ignoring McGonagall and giving Hermione the thumbs up. It had barely touched her head when it called out "GRYFFINDOR!" She stood up, curtsied and skipped down to the Gryffindor table.

"Well, I hope we get into Gryffindor." Draco noted.

"I thought you did before."

"Yeah, but now I really want to get in."

"Longbottom, Neville" was called and the hall fell to a silence before a frenzy of whispers. Neville didn't seem to mind, he was used to it. After a couple of minutes he was placed in "GRYFFINDOR!" The Gryffindor table might as well have exploded the roar was so huge. But then the hall went quiet again as they called Draco.

"Slytherin for sure!"

"Bet he's as evil as his father!"

"Oh God, don't look at him."

Draco tried to hold back the tears as he heard what people were whispering.

"Why is everyone whispering?" Nioka asked George.

"Well, years ago his father tried to torture information out of Harry's Mum."

"And they're best friends?" Hermione asked, shocked.

"That's not the whole of it. His father was killed by Harry's dad to stop him." Hermione and Nioka gasped as Fred continued.

"Then his mother legged it, leaving him behind."

"On his first birthday."

"All his presents were unopened."

"No-one wanted him. Expected him to be as evil as his father."

"Rubbish, of course. He's one of the best blokes I know."

"Eventually they stopped looking for a place and Dumbledore took him."

"But when school started…"

"Sirius took him- the Potters' best friend- Harry's godfather."

"Oh my god…"

They turned to look at the boy, on the verge of tears as she pleaded with the hat. He started to shake uncontrollably in his chair and cried-

"NO! I refuse to be in SLYTHERIN!" The hat shouted out "GRYFFINDOR!" and Draco's face seemed relieved, a second later he collapsed.

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