Sorting Ceremony Sirius P.O.V:
I watched her as she walked up to the small stool to get sorted. She wouldn't be in Slytherin she wasn't worthy. She after all was a Potter, a blood traitor. Her family where known for their stupid beliefs that everyone was equal whether they we're a muggle or pureblood. She wouldn't survive in Slytherin if she believed that crap.
"Gryffindor!" the old hat shouted as soon as it touched her chocolate brown curls. Her eyes lit up and she practically ran to sit next to the mud blood girl Alice, I think her name was.
"She'd almost be pretty if she wasn't a blood traitor" My brother Regulas spat from beside me as he too watched her sit down and converse with the mud blood.
"Almost" I agreed coldly my chest aching slightly as I watched her introduce herself to my cousin who'd just been put in Gryffindor. Mother wouldn't be happy to see Nymphadora conversing with a blood traitor, especially a Potter. I sighed and shook my head just as the food appeared in front of me.
Almost...
A/N: I know this is incredibly short and I'm sorry but I felt it was best to have Sirius's point of view as one chapter before going back to Bella's. Before I get messaged loads you'll find out what happened on the train between Sirius and Bella in a couple of chapters. So bare with me and please review and tell me what you thought of Sirius's
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P.S: I hope everyone had a good Christmas and start to the New Year :)