Blood-ties and Gits

-DICLASIMER:: I OWN NOTHING. ALL FROM J.K. ROWLING

EXCEPT MELODY!-

We grouped around the head table it was then I noticed a hat in front of us upon a stool

Everything was quite then the hat moved and started singing, but I heard nothing.

Everyone applauded and I stood there numb.

So basically we put the hat on, it analyzes us and figures out where we should be.

Professor McGonagall picked up the hat and a scroll, again her lips moved, but when I realized we were going to be sorted now my heart leapt to my throat and was pounding in my ears so loudly I couldn't hear what she was saying.

It took me a minute to realize it was alphabetical by last name, and I was next.

Then,

"Gaunt, Melody."

I looked at Hermione, squeezed her hand and walked up to the stool, putting the old hat on my head feeling foolish.

"SL-oh." said a voice in my ears. "A descendant of the four with all of their talents? Hmmm….difficult. You have such loyalty like a Hufflepuff, and a thirst for knowledge and wit like a Ravenclaw. But you also have the bravery of a Gryffindor…..hmmm….so many places and thoughts, so little time. Ooo…what's this? You not only posses the blood of a Slytherin, but the qualities. Yes, a parslemouth, cunning, a leader, very eager, and strong minded. Oh, yes. Such a Slytherin. Hmmm….okay."

It seemed to sum up a strength to talk loudly again because it then cried out "SLYTHERIN!"

I got up and walked over to the Slytherin table, being the first girl (apparently because there was Crabbe and Goyle ahead of me) I got a massive applause.

I reluctantly sat down next to Goyle and watched the rest of the sorting.

Hermione was next and I crossed my fingers under the table for her.

But then, "GRYFFINDOR!" and she half ran, half skipped to the table with the other Gryffindor's.

I instantly felt betrayed, but she looked over with an apologetic look, but I smiled at her and she instantly smiled back.

My heart sank when Draco got up to the sorting hat, smirking.

The hat barely touched his head, when; "SLYTHERIN!"

Shiiiiiiiiiiitttt! my head screamed.

Draco practicly strutted over and sat right next to me smirking.

"Hello again beautiful." He said smoothly as if expecting me to faint

I ignored him (as well as I ignored the rest of the world) and watched the rest of the sorting hoping that at least Harry might end up in Slytherin with me.

But both him and Ron got a nice clear "GRYFFINDOR!"

A pug-faced girl named Pansy became a Slytherin too, as did a boy named Blasie Zabini.

I ignored the people around me and ate.

After this we got up and followed a prefect out of the hall and towards a door that looked like it were heading for the dungeons.

It did, we walked for a bit past what looked like classrooms and a teacher's office and came to a stretch of bare wall.

"Purity pride." said the prefect.

We walked through and came to a room that looked lake a made-over dungeon.

It had a small fire in the fire-place and torches in the holders on the walls.

All around the room there were dark carved chairs, posh emerald sofas with matching love-seats and chairs, and some dark-wood desks for homework or games.

The prefect turned to us and announced "My name is Adrian Pucey, Prefect" he sounded as though it was a title. "The dormitories are down and off to your left for boys, girls same on the right. Your belongings should already be in your rooms."

I followed Pansy down the hall to the dormitory. It was much bigger than my room back at the orphanage, but had three beds.

There was me, Pansy Parkinson (or so I think it was her last name) and a rather large girl with dark hair.

Pansy sneered at me.

"I'm Pansy Parkinson." she announced like it was a threat. "And that is Millicent Bullstrode." She said pointing at the large girl like she was contagious.

"Your Melody." pointed Millicent.

I nodded, and flopped on my bed, intent on ignoring them, but obviously Pansy didn't get I didn't really like her.

"So where are your parents from?" she asked.

"I donno," I said indifferently. "They died before I could remember them."

"I'm sorry." she said, though she didn't sound like she was.

I ignored her as she rambled about her parents and their money. She then gave me a look as though expecting me to start goggling her like a goddess.

I didn't and open my book to read.

She didn't like that, "Do you have money, what about your wand what's it made from? Mines 10 ¼ inches, made of willow and unicorn hair."

I thought about mine,

"I think mine was an experimental wand. It's 11 inches, dragon heartstring core, and made with a cherry and polished, good for dark arts and protecting against them. Or so Olivander said"

She gapped at me as if I were glowing.

"You have an experimental wand!"

"Yeah. Whatever, it's not a big deal."

"'NOT A BIG DEAL!" she cried. "You could have the strongest wand in the world!"

I shrugged.

"I'm going to bed." I announced. "Night."

I changed and turned over in my bed which was warm and soft.

I feel asleep dreaming of Chinese dragons, mermaids and the giant man from the platform.

I woke up the next day, no one else was up.

I got changed, gathered my books and equipment into my bag and went to the Great hall for an early breakfast.

Hermione was already there and she ran over to me absolutely streaming with excitement.

"We're getting our timetables! I hope you and me have some classes together."

"Me too." I said. "I've got to be at my table right now. Talk to you later?"

She nodded and I walked over to the Slytherin table.

Draco was already there but he wasn't talking until I sat down next to him.

"Hey, beautiful."

"Hi, git."

He smirked and said "So now you decide to talk?"

I instantly retaliated, "It's kind of difficult to have a decent conversation if you keep annoying the crap out of me. So, yea I'm deciding to talk now."

He smirked a little more.

A greasy-haired, hook-nosed man, who looked like an over-grown bat strolled down the table handing out timetables.

He eventually came to me and Draco.

"Mr. Malfoy," His cold voice said politely. "And I believe it's Miss. Gaunt?" he said turning to me.

"Yes." I replied calmly and equally polite.

He smiled "I heard Professor Dumbledore tell of your blood line. I'm quite surprised and very pleased to meet you." he nodded at me; it kind of reminded me of a small bow.

He went on "I'm Professor Snape. I'm head of Slytherin and Potions master."

"Pleased to meet you, Professor."

I looked down at my timetable.

Monday; Double Charms-Professor Flitwick

Lunch

Double Herbology-Professor Sprout

Tuesday; History of Magic-Professor Binns

Charms-Professor Flitwick

Lunch

Transfiguration-Professor McGonagall

(night) Astronomy-Professor Sinstra

Wednesday-Double DADA-Professor Quirrell

Lunch

Transfiguration-Professor McGonagall

Herbology-Professor Sprout

Thursday-Study period

Lunch

Flying Lesson-Madame Hooch

Friday-Double Potions-Professor Snape

Lunch

Break

I then noticed Draco examining mine.

He smirked at me "Nice. We've got all our classes' together."

I put away the timetable and stalked off to first class; Double Charms with Pro. Flitwick.

I almost ran into two boys on my way up the stairs.

"I'm so sorry." started one of them.

"Harry." I said realizing it was him.

"Melody." he smiled at me and so did Ron from Harry's other side.

"So you got into Slytherin?" asked Ron. "I thought mean people went there?"

"Well I'm defiantly not mean. But some people there are and very rude and prejudiced." I said in a-mater-of-fact way. I then showed them my timetable. "I got it."

They looked it up and down.

"Shit." said Ron. "We've only got Potions together."

I sighed "I guess so, oh well at least you aren't in every class with Malfoy."

Harry looked at me dumb-struck and Ron gapped.

I sighed again "See you."

They said farewell to me and I dashed to class.

I was the first one there and apparently the only one who didn't get lost.

I plunked down at the back of the class and took out my books.

In came a small man who looked old and slightly like a goblin but a thousand times more pleasant; he was obviously Professor Flitwick.

"Hello class." he said in a squeaky voice.

He sat on a stool with several books for support and I zoned out as he explained several things that I'd already read in our books.

We were to practice wand movements for a Softening Charm (spongify) and he set us all to practice.

When he came to me he asked why I wasn't practicing with the rest of the class. I answered hotly.

"I've already read the theory and practiced the charm several times, Professor, and each I believe were very successful."

Professor Flitwick looked at me shocked.

"May you demonstrate Miss. Gaunt?"

I smiled "Certainly, Professor."

I swished and flicked my wand at a brick holding the door and said "Wingardium Leviosa".

Professor Flitwick and the entire class goggled at me as I let the brick down gently in front of me and said very clearly "Spongify".

I then picked up the brick and bounced it on the desk like a basketball.

Everyone stared, and then Professor Flitwick squeaked "Miss. Gaunt that was spectacular, 125 points for Slytherin for knowing your stuff Missy."

The Slytherin's (apparently happy I was there now) smirked at me in unison.

"My dear," Pro. Flitwick started as the class continued. "You should have been in my house, Ravenclaw. You are much above the normal level for a witch your age.

I beamed, "Happy to be recognized, Professor. But the hat placed me in Slytherin."

I knew that I was winning over this professor, and tried not to push it.

"Could you perhaps give me some advanced work, Professor?" I asked in a low voice. "I really don't feel like bringing down the classes spirits."

He practically glowed at this suggestion.

"Accio." He pointed at his desk and a stack of 3 scrolls came forward.

He smiled. "These are the essays for the whole year." his eyes had a half manic, half greedy glint. "If you could write them up and hand them into me as soon as possible I'll give you some advanced work from the second years."

I had a greedy thought. "Does it matter when I hand them in, Professor?"

"Oh, heavens no!" he said kindly. "You take the time you need, you're obviously ahead of your age-group."

I left that class with 4 essays complete and handed in to Flitwick, who became more flustered with each one.

The bell rang for lunch and Flitwick called "I want an essay on Softening Charms to be handed in on Friday afternoon. And an extra 100 point to Slytherin for seer intelligence."

Draco came to me the moment the class had cleared and I was walking toward the Great Hall.

"How'd you do that?" he demanded. "You have Flitwick twisted around your wand, got 225 points given to us and did those spells like you're in fifth year!"

I smirked, "My talent I guess."

He smirked with me.

"If you continue this way we'll have the house cup this year no problem by Christmas."

I couldn't help but smile at him, we planned our way through what we knew about spells and charms and magic.

I knew more than him by a long-shot.

"Could you help me with my classes?" he asked suddenly when I was in the middle of my drink, I almost choked.

"Su-sure." I answered. "But I still have work to do, like 46 more essays 'till I move on to 2nd years work." I said smiling.

It was his turn to choke. "Se-second years! But our grade level never has accomplished that, ever! In like the history of Hogwarts!"

I beamed, "Look I've got to go hang out with a couple of friends. Bye."

He looked a little taken back, "Bye." he said, sheepishly.

I strolled over to Hermione who looked like she didn't want to talk.

But when I opened my mouth to speak she was practically was electrically charged with bottled excitement.

"Oh my gosh, Melody. I was told I was the smartest girl in my year!"

I beamed I didn't feel like telling her what happened I smiled and instead said "Wow, that's really amazing Hermione."

I then saw Ron and Harry enter the Great Hall.

"I'll talk to you later Hermione. Library at 6?"

She glowed "Yea, see you there."

I got to Harry and Ron and steered them out of the hall and towards the door down to the kitchens.

"Hey, what 'sup?" Ron asked

"I need to hang with you guys away from Draco Malfoy." I explained

"Ohh." said Harry and Ron comprehendingly.

"Hold on what's wrong with the git?" asked Ron suddenly.

I sighed.

"If you must know the git is warming up to me and I'm going to give him the cold shoulder and no chance to flirt."

"Aahhh." said Ron with a smirk.

I tickled the pear in a picture of a bowl of fruit.

I giggled and turned into a door-knob.

They stood there shocked.

"H-how'd you know how to do that!" Ron stuttered out.

I shrugged, "You want food or are you just going to stand there?'

They didn't object and we clamoured through the door and into a large kitchen the size of the Great Hall with matching tables.

A little creature (unmistakeably a house-elf) with bat-like ears, a small pointed nose and bright orange eyes ran over and bowed low.

The elf had a hat and matching Hogwart's towel toga.

"Hello, Mistress Slytherin and…." the elf examined Ron and Harry. "Masters. Ally begs forgiveness from young Masters for not knowing who they are." The elf bowed again.

I smiled, "Well, Ally is it? This is Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter."

Several elves around Ally squeaked and bowed so low their noses touched the floor.

I instantly felt bad.

"Thanks for that kind welcome Ally. Could you all perhaps make us some lunch? I really don't enjoy the eyes staring at me and my friends here."

The elves instantly started working away, and Ally summoned seats for us.

Me, Ron and Harry sat down and were presented with a tray of peanut butter and banana sandwiches for me and other things I didn't recognize for Harry and Ron.

I took a massive bite and felt the beautiful mix almost engulf me. It was like sugar and hugs and magic rolled into one.

I moaned and so did Harry and Ron, "This is amazing." I cried along Harry and Ron.

I finished it all really fast and once it was done Ally asked "More Mistress?"

"Oh, heavens no. I'd love some more but I've got class."

The look upon Ally's face was nothing but sad.

"Don't worry, I'll be back for supper tonight." At this the elf beamed and bowed the three of us out bestowing us with cauldron cakes as we left.

"Please return soon Mistress Slytherin." cried Ally as we closed the door.

I beamed at the two of them who had looks of extreme happiness painted upon their faces.

"Amazing." said Ron.

We both went up the stairs and went in opposite directions.

"See you later." I called over my shoulder.

Ron smirked and called back "We'll keep our fingers crossed that the git doesn't tick you off no more, shall we?"