HARRY POTTER: WELCOME TO SLYTHERIN YEAR 1
A/N- Harry Potter is owned by JK Rowling, not me.
"Mom, you need to accept that I'm a Slytherin!" Harry yelled angrily at his mother.
"You should have told the hat you wanted to be in Gryffindor!"
"Well…." Harry stopped to think. " I picked Slytherin because… all my friends wanted to be Slytherins."
"So you are telling me, RON WEASLEY wanted to be in Slytherin"
"Weasley isn't my friend, Mom. Draco Malfoy is."
"YOU MADE FRIENDS WITH A MALFOY!" Lily yelled loudly, so loudly that James could hear it from the kitchen.
Lily angrily left the room, Harry swore he saw a tear come out of her eye, he felt a tiny bit sorry. After that, he layed in bed, trying to fall asleep. But his sorting was stuck in his head.
He walked up to the stool with the hat. As the hat fell on his head, he saw Draco smile at him. "Hmm, very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's a lot of talent, oh my goodness, yes — and a huge thirst to prove yourself worthy of being… James and Lily Potter's son. Hmm…. where would you like to go?" Harry paused to think. "I want to be… Gryff- no… Slytherin. So I can be with my friends." The Sorting Hat started to whisper to him again. "Hmmm…. Are you sure? I thought you'd want to be in Gryffindor like your parents… ok then…. BETTER BE SLYTHERIN!" the hat yelled.
The whole Great Hall went silent. The Boy Who Lived… son of James and Lily Potter... In Slytherin? Nobody at the Slytherin table clapped either… besides Draco. Harry smirked at Draco and sat down next to him.
Eventually, Harry finally drifted off to sleep.