Chapter Two : Sorting Hat
I hummed "Broken Promises For Broken Hearts" by She Wants Revenge as the first years and transfer students got escorted to the dining hall. I was a fifth year and there wasn't another transfer student in fifth year so I stayed to myself. We walked under a large gothic arch. Bedwrys hadn't been this grandiose and it was a red crick building that didn't look like a school. Inside was a different story. A large wooden stair case greeted when you entered. The headmaster's office and rooms strictly for teachers lined the right hall and on the left were first year classrooms. On the second floor second and third years shared classrooms and dorms. On the third floor fourth and fifth years shared dorms and classrooms. The same system was from the sixth and seventh years on the fourth floor. On the fifth floor had the green house, a music room, and a room for defense against the dark arts class. On the roof was the owl house. Our quidditch field is in upstate New York; about a half hour by broom. I'm getting homesick already.
Each of us went in front of the school to have the sorting hat put on us. It was embarrassing for a lot of the new Hufflepuff members. At Bedwrys we didn't have a sorting hat this one. It was more of a boulder top hat thingy. It was strange. The sorting hat was placed on my head. It thought out loud, "Quite the change of heart, GRYFFINDOR!" The Gryffindor table cheered. I walked to them, glancing at Draco. I haven't seen him look that disappointed since I moved away. To damn bad. I sat next to Hermione and who I assumed to be Ginny Weasley. "Yes! Another girl." The Weasley twins chimed. A few griffindors looked at me.
"Thank you for the train... um…" Harry began and I laughed, "My name is Ravenna Way. My friends call me Raven." I told them a bit about myself and about New York. They had never had a North American student save a Canadian student that was only here for year. It was fun until we had to go to our rooms. That's when Ginny asked me, "What was that look Malfoy gave you?" I gave a nervous laugh. That's when everyone tuned into our conversation.
"Our families are friends. Father got an offer from some guy in New York and we moved. Mum wanted me to go to Hogwarts but had to settle for Bedwrys. Draco and I had grown up together. It was hard when on him when I left." Then it got uncomfortable and a few of the guys left. The girls got closer to me as I told stories. Harry, Ron, and the twins listened to a few stories where I had to defend Draco. They had a good laugh until the girls forced me to tell the more sappy stories. I think they liked hearing that he is a lot more human than he appears. Eventually the hype died down and I had a chance to escape. Students aren't allowed out past curfew but I really needed room to breath.
Cold air rushed into my lungs. It was almost painful. I walked around the grounds, trying to dodge the teachers and ghosts. Some how Draco found me. "What did the sorting hat mean by change of heart? Your mother informed us you would definitely be in the Slytherin house. You were in Eaglewood the equivalent of Slytherin. What happened?" He backed me into a corner. "Raven, answer me. What did the sorting hat mean by change of heart?"
I lowered my eyes, "When I was in New York I met a lot of fake people. It was hard. I started realizing what my father was really doing. I hated how mother thought nothing of it. So I had a change of heart. I couldn't do it, couldn't agree with what our families were doing." He lifted my chin and forced me to look into his eyes. "What was I supposed to do? Act like everything was alright? Fake emotions for fake people? I had to convince my mother to go back to Manchester. I wanted, no needed to be me. If you can't…" His lips met mine. For a second I almost gave in but pushed him away. "You've changed Draco. You're not the boy I knew. Sorry." I wrapped myself in my jacket and walked past him. By the time I back to the dorm everyone was asleep. I rested my head on the pillow. This didn't feel like home.