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Hogwarts: Year 1 Part 1
Malfoy Twins
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 hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
Hermione watched the hat nervously. She watched the calmness of her brother and tried not to sneer. The boy they'd met at Diagon Alley had been Harry Potter. What was worse is that Draco had already made an enemy by teasing the blood traitor. She remembered father being distressed by how the Weasley's disgraced the name of wizard so she understood, but the boy who lived did not.
"Malfoy, Draco."
Hermione's head looked up immediately. Her brother strode with such confidence it left her fidgeting uncomfortably. "Slytherin." She smiled at him weakly and watched as he walked to his new family.
"Malfoy, Hermione." The hall grew deathly quiet. There were two sets of twins this year, but the Malfoy twins had more rumors floating around about them than the other set. Hermione, the little princess with an unquenchable thirst for knowledge and Draco, the little prince, with such polite manners that it begged the question if they were ever children.
"Miss. Malfoy, what a lovely brain I see. Blessed by old magic, or maybe just your ring. Cunning and wise and such a brilliant tactition. It would be a shame to see that talent gone to waste. Such curiosities. You thirst to prove you're more than just a spare. That girls are just as important. Ravenclaw would make you shine." Hermione listened and tried to bite back the tears. "But that loyalty to your family. No, perhaps tradition would be best."
"Please."
"Slytherin!" The hat called out and Hermione let out the breath she'd been holding. She walked gracefully and sat next to the other first years. At the end of sorting there were four girls and five boys sorted into Slytherin.
"Why'd the hat take so long, Mia?" Draco asked curiously. He ignored the headmaster's speech and watched his twin intently.
"I wasn't meant to be in Slytherin, dragon." She answered serving herself dinner. "It said I belonged in Ravenclaw."
"Father would not have…Mia you shouldn't have argued with the hat!" Draco said flustered. "You would have made friends in Ravenclaw with that big brain of yours!"
"Father would not have what, Draco. Disowned me? Been disappointed? Family, Duty, Honor. Never forget that. Sanctimonia Vincet Semper. Our family is Slytherin, always pure." Hermione had always been an academic. She'd learned the house motto while Draco played quidditch.
"Mia," Draco was at a loss for words. He turned away from her and contined to speak to his new housemates.
"I'm Daphne, and this is Pansy." Daphne Greengrass introduced herself and the girl next to her. "You've not been around much, unlike Draco."
Hermione frowned. "Mother and father thought it best for everyone to focus on Draco. He is, after all, the Malfoy heir. Mother plans on my coming out sometime in fourth year. Either Christmas or the summer before. I'm sure you'll both receive invitations of course."
"Of course, but no one really believed that the Malfoy's had a daughter. We all thought it was a silly rumor that never managed to correct itself." Teased Pansy batting her eyes at Draco. "So horrible to have to share your parents, wasn't it Drackie?"
"Excuse me?" Hermione's blue eyes turned cold as she listened to the girl insult her.
"Well you're a girl. We're only good for marriage, but you don't even have a betrothal contract. Isn't that right, Drackie?"
Hermione clenched her fists and looked at the pug face Slytherin. "I mean more to my father than as a broodmare." She reached for her wand and felt an adult hand on her shoulder.
"Miss. Malfoy, you should refrain from making a scene and come with me." The voice of Severus Snape was even and calm. It lulled and calmed Hermione enough for her to follow gracefully and without protest. Her dinner was left half eaten but she did not care. Once they arrived in his office there were tears streaming down her face.
"What ails you child? Your temper is legendary, but even you know better than to lose it in public."
"I'll show that little witch. Trying to ensnare my Dragon. Insulting me and insinuating that I was a broodmare. Bloody airhead will never be a Malfoy."
"A lady would know better than to use that language around a man, Hermione."
"I'm sorry, Godfather. Parkinson believe me useless, because of my lack of a betrothal contract. Father is being very selective with potential husbands." She threw herself in the chair in a very unlady like manner. "My mother thinks I've inherited the Black temper. I know she fears I'll inherit Aunt Bella's madness."
"Perhaps we will work on this infamous temper. Would you like tea?"
"Draco will be jealous. Perhaps just an escort," she said sadly.
"You'll be happy to know it is two girls to a dorm. You will be sharing with Miss. Greengrass and not with Miss. Parkinson."
"Pleasant," she groaned as he escorted her to the common room. "Thank you, Godfather."
"Professor," he corrected and left the child to unpack.
"Dolly." She whispered hopefully.
"Little miss! You called!" the small house elf exclaimed happily.
"Will you brush out my hair, Dolly?" She asked her kindly.
"An honor, little Miss." The elf took out to long braid that contained Hermione's waist length hair . It took ages to brush out the knots of the day.
"Hermione?" Daphne asked surprised by the small elf. "We're not allowed personal house elves."
"Dolly is always her for little Miss. Assigned to Hogwarts till summer she was!"
Hermione smiled as the elf rebraided her hair and disappeared. ""My hair requires a lot of attention. I see Parkinson is not attatched to your side." She added bitterly.
"Pans has a tendency to…she was very rude. Your brother refused to speak with her."
"Yes, Draco has a tendency to be a bit protective. He was upset by my lack of contract as well. Father is simply being picky."
"But all the Slytherin's know now. They'll try to come to an understanding." She said horrified.
"Without a doubt, but I'll likely marry a lesser son. I already have my inheritance." She said slowly. She pulled on her sleeping clothes and watched the door. She missed her brother. They'd shared their nursery until they were ten. They'd spent the last year trying to sleep apart, but some nights found the twins curled up together.
"Problem?" Daphne asked innocently. "I heard that some twins have separation anxiety. That they share a bed even when it is not socially acceptable."
Hermione could tell she was digging for gossip and narrowed her eyes. "We share hot chocolate every night. Tradition for years."
"That's sweet. I doubt you'll do that anymore. He will have boys to spend time with now, after all."
Hermione was sure that Daphne was right. Draco had always longed for friends that shared the same interests, but it hurt her to know that they would drift apart.
The first few weeks passed quickly. Hermione made no friends. She realized on the first night that none of the new Slytherin girls would make good companions.
"Swish and flick"
Hermione watched Ronald Weasley as he pronounce the incantation wrong and continued to grow more frustrated. "Stop. Stop!" she said calmly, "you're going to put someones eye out. You're pronouncing it wrong. It's leviOsa not leviosaaa."
"You try it then!" He snapped.
Hermione sighed and did it quickly. Flitwick saw her andsmiled. "Well done, Miss. Malfoy's done it! Five points to Slytherin." Hermione smiled, but then frowned at Ron's reaction.
"Honestly, she's a nightmare. It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends." Ron joked cruely.
"What did you say, Weasley?" Draco asked stepping front of the other Gryffindors.
"Oh don't act all high and might, Malfoy. You have even been ignoring her." Ronald said his arms crossed.
"It doesn't give you the right to insult her."
Hermione cleaned her tears and began storming past the boys.
"No, but her being incapable of following tradition is. Not much of a lady if she doesn't know how to stay silent. She's not meant to be better at magic." Ron's comment caused Hermione to turn on her toes and Draco's eyes went wide.
"Excuse me? Are you suggesting that my marks are an insult to my family?" Hermione drew her wand and was suddenly flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. She felt the familiar surge of protective magic.
"Inbreeding at its finest" Ronald chuckled.
Hermione noticed Harry backing away uncomfortably. "Ron, that's…don't be a bully." She smield softly at the boy. "She tried to help you."
"You don't get it, Mate. She's probably going to marry her brother. It's disgusting. Besides women belong at home like mum."
The incest comment pushed Draco over the edge and he punched him. In their anger none of them saw three very angry professors who witnessed the entire encounter.
"What is the meaning of this?" McGonagall asked astounded at the level of violence demonstrated in her first years.
"He started it!" stated Ron holding his hand up to his nose.
"I think you'll find that the witnesses will say otherwise Mister Weasley. The crying face of Miss. Malfoy would be enough to convince me otherwise." Drawled Severus.
Minerva nodded and motioned for Draco and Ron to follow her to the headmaster.
"Me too." Hermione said quietly. "He was bullying me and I wish to floo father. His comments about my blood and supposed incest were uncalled for and a slight against my family."
"I don't think you need to involve Lord Malfoy in something so trivial." Minerva said tightly trying to protect her cub.
"Father will want to be informed. He will be most displeased if we delay." Draco added.
The twins walked behind Minerva while Ron walked next to Severus. It surprised no one to find Lucius Malfoy and both Weasley parent in Dumbledore's office. Hermione pushed passed everyone and ran to her father balling.
"What is the meaning of this?" Lucius asked with barely concealed anger. "Mia?" He whispered in his daughter ear.
"Your son hit my child!" Molly raged moving to coddle the red faced boy.
"Perhaps you should have taught him not to be a bully! He was being horrible to Hermione. She was just trying to help him in class!" Draco said defensively.
"Calm Draco," Lucius said. "It seems that bullying by Gryffindors is to be tradition?"
"Surely Lord Malfoy understands that kids will be kids." Minerva stated.
Hermione looked at the woman angrily. The flash of the infamous Black temper apparent in her eyes. "So I help him and allow him to say I shame my family because of my good marks. That I'm disgusting and will marry my brother because I'm inbred. Oh and that because I'm a girl I should be nothing but a broodmare!" The tone of voice reminded everyone in the room of her aunt causing most of the adults to cringe.
"Now listen here you little brat! You must have instigated my little boy. Ronald is a good boy from a good family." Molly screeched.
Arthur had the decency to pull his wife away. "Forgive her Lucius, how do we fix this?"
"Detention for the boy." Albus interceded. "Perhaps for your son as well. Violence is never the answer."
"I disagree. I believe full charges with pureblood laws. He insulted her family, her breeding and her honor. That calls for a duel. Shall we let the boys Arthur? Or perhaps you'd duel me?"
Ron paled at the idea and went back to glaring at the Malfoy twins. "Stupid chit can't even take a bit of rivalry." He growled.
"I'm sorry Lucius. I would have thought that having five older brothers would mean he'd understand when he'd lost. I suppose the boys."
"I will defend my own honor." Hermione said quietly. "Please."
Lucius was not surprised by Hermione's request. "There will be no dueling. Your son will apologize to my children. There is a feast tonight. I think Draco and Mr. Weasley should receive detention. It is only fair." Lucius added slyly.
Hermione understood of course, but was disappointed by the decision. She would have won. As dinner came she heard rumors that Weasley was being praised for putting the Slytherin know-it-all in her place. In her anger she skiped dinner and spent it crying in the lav. Sniffling she flushed and came out of her hding spot and let out a screech.
"Hermione!" the voice of Harry Potter confused her, and seeing her brother made her eyes widen. "Hermione move!" He called as the troll attempted to attack her.
"Confuse him!" She cried dodging yet another blow but this time crouching under the sinks. She barely saw Harry get grabbed by the troll.
"Do something!" his voice echoed.
"What?" Draco's voice sounded panicked as he held out his wand.
"Dragon, swish and flick!"
Wingardium Leviosa!" he called levitating the club and dropping it in his excitement.
"What, explain yourselves?" Minerva asked exasperated with the trio.
"It's my fault…" Hermione started.
"Choose your words wisely Miss. Malfoy. Your father will be most displeasd if he has to return to this school twice in one day." Snape drawled raising his eyebrow at his goddaughter.
"We came looking for her!" Challenged Harry glaring at Snape. "She didn't know there was a troll and I imagine she was hding because well…everyone always sides with the bully." His passion died down a bit at the end almost as if he was ashamed of his classmates.
"Ten points to Gryffindor," Severus said contemplative, "For your honesty. IT seems you've been underestimated."
Draco watch the scene a bit confused. Harry Potter saved his sister. He put his hand out to shake the young Gryffindor's Hand. "Thank you."
This time Harry Potter did not reject the handshake.
"See, its not that bad!" Smiled Morgana as she watched the young Hermione drift into dreamland. "It's not perfect…"
"She should have been a Ravenclaw. Stupid hat." He growled as he paced nervously. "I never though Ronald Weasley would be a bully. He's almost as bad as Sirius Black! If he continue to tease or turns his ire on harry. He'll make a new set of loyal supporters of Tom Riddle!"
"Hermion, a new dark lady, abandoned by Dumblefore because of her sorting. It would be poetic. But I think Harry is more likely to be seduced by the Malfoy family. Once Lucius learns of his mistreatment. They'll take him in."
"Yes, perhaps Riddle wins this time." Emrys conceded.
A/N: So I feel I should apologize to the Ron lovers. I do not hate him, but I do believe he was a bit of a bully in the first movie. I concede that I will be re-reading the books and seeing if that is the case. If it is not I will be less harsh with the younger version of himself. Please note that talks of Tom Riddle are in no way permanent or foreshadowing. It is simply a possible future depending on the actions of the characters. I will keep the Ron bashing to a minimum. I hope to show him in a more promising light in the future! Thank you for the reviews! 3 They fuel my writing! Hopefully a new chapter out on Friday. I have it written out but have yet to type it! Enjoy!