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We were lead up a grand staircase to the great hall.
"Wait here until you are called. Then you shall be sorted" Professor Mcgonagall explained. Behind the door, we could faintly hear Professor Mcgonagall giving a short speech before announcing the first years. The great doors opened, revealing the grandure of the great hall, fellow witches and wizards applauding as they welcomed the new first years.
"Right, along here please. Quickly now. Now, when I call your name out, you shall come up here and the Sorting hat will place you into one of four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Lets begin. Katrianna Elms." Professor Mcgonagall called. A shy girl from the back of the group edged forward, with a shocked expression.
"Hmmm, interesting," the Sorting hat sprung to life " HUFFLEPUFF" the hat exclaimed. the girl's tense face was soon flooded with relief.
"Well done. Right, Andrew Maidstone" a tall, confident boy walked up to the stool.
"RAVENCLAW"
"Next, Abriella Rainwood" Abriella was my best friend, apart from Albus. We were both quite relieved to find each other, she is a muggle born. Abriella was loud and witty. She was anything but shy, one of the qualities I loved about her.
"Good luck" I whispered with a smile. She walked like we practiced, head high, shoulders back.
"Ooh, hmmm, ok, GYFFINDOR!" Abriella jumped of the stool and run back into the center of the group to give me a big ol' hug before setting off to join the Gryffindor table.
" Lorcan Scamander." That was Luna's son, if I recall correctly. That shy, tall lad shuffled to the stool, jolting when the hat touched his head.
"A son of miss Lovegood? Better be in RAVENCLAW!" Lorcan made his way to the Ravenclaw table, smiling at me as he passed by.
"Scorpius Malfoy." That foul boy made his way to the stall. If he wasn't one of the most attractive in our year, he'd be a lot easier to hate. Even Abriella has her eyes on him! Honestly!
"Aha! A Malfoy! Ah, you're an interesting one... hmm? What's that? Are you sure? Well then. SLYTHERIN" He made his way towards the Slytherin table. There was something odd about that... What did the sorting hat mean?
"Ah, Rose Weasley" I smiled at Albus and made my way to the stall.
"Another Weasley eh? Who do we have here... Rose, hmmm, a good heart. Smart, like your mother. Best put you in GRYFFINDOR" The Sorting hat exclaimed. I walked back confidently, bursting into girly giggles once reunited with Abriella. About 15 other wizard were sorted before they reached Albus.
"Albus Potter"
"Aha! A Mr Potter! Hmmm, Lets see. Difficult... Interesting, Ooh,hmmm. I'm even doubting myself... but" The hat paused, as if actually contemplating his decision. Rose stared at Albus anxiously, why did it take so long?
"Well... SLYTHERIN"
That one word rung in my ears. I must of misheard, but no. The whole hall was silent. I felt Abriella's hands clasp around my shoulders, was I falling?
Slytherin...Slytherin.
Silent confusion filled the hall. The son of Harry Potter? In Slytherin? No. Can't be, must be a mistake, surely? I half expected Albus to come running up, smiling, to the Gryffindor table, to sit next to me, to hug me. Professor Mcgonagall consulted the sorting hat but the hat never goes back on its decision. Instead, I watched as his drew further and further away from me.
"Albus! Al! Albus!" I screamed, it's still a bit of a haze to me, I remember James pulling me down, eyes fixed on me, Albus remaining silent, just a tear rolling down his cheek.
"It's going to be ok, you know" Fred comforted, twiddling my hair. " It's just a house after all" It wasn't helping, nothing was shifting that terrible feeling in my heart.
"Its not me who need you, its Albus. He was so set on not being a Slytherin, and you taunted him! You taunted him James!" I lashed out, I blamed it on anyone I could, of course some how I believed it was my fault.
"Rosie, blaming isn't going to help. Being in Slytherin won't change who Albus is! You said yourself on the train!" James pleaded. I know what I said, but nothing anyone could have said or done could have prepared me for this. It wasn't right, he was meant to be with us, not sitting next to Malfoy lifelessly!
I couldn't even pass a sugar cube through my lips. I just sat there, rocking myself back and forth, believing that I was asleep, still on the train, I'd wake up soon and this would never happen. That never happened. Obviously.
"It'll be fine, Rose. You'll see, I mean, Its just different colour robes? He'll still be the good old Albus that we know and love" Abriella said when we were back in the dormitory. All the other girls were understanding and comforting but none of it was going in, just passing me above my head. Abriella tried desperately to cheer me up, she has that tone in her voice when shes panicking, I could tell. I gave a fake smile, for her sake, I felt her calm slightly.
I didnt sleep that night, just huddled by the window, wrapped in my blanket, staring out into the vast velvet night. We have a week to settle in before term starts, I just hope that some how a miracle would happen.