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Chapter 5: sorting
Now let the sorting begin!
As the hat spoke the room went silent as though everyone had held their very breath to give this thing its chance to enlighten them. Cherie had expected cheers at the end of such a great rhyme but the entire hall was still silent. Quietly the older witch which had led them here stood and read from a list. "Alexander Aaness" the nervous boy stood and sat on the chair and the witch placed the hat on his dirty blond head moments after it hit his head the hat spoke again "hufflepuff!" This continued for a while and all the little first years slowly were sorted the only one that Cherie listened to was Maria's she was a Gryphondor, 'now what had the sorting hat said? Ah yes "Brave, Wise Gryphondor" that suited the little munchkin very well.'
Finally Dumbledore stood up and began to speak, "this year my good students we have a rare treat." He paused a moment "we have been gifted with an exchange student from Canada. I am sure you will all show her how hospitable our school is." Saying this he seemed to look particularly at the green and silver table Cherie noticed. Then the old witch called her name "Cherie Black!" She swallowed and moved up the dais and sat in the sorting chair, then the hat fell on to her head.
"Hmmm you are a puzzling one…" a voice came and Cherie realized who it must be. It was the Hat! "Yes it is me you catch on quick little girl." Cherie chuckled at the prospect of being called a little girl at her age and appearance. They might call her a little girl if she had a boyish figure or was really short but Cherie was neither she used to consider herself to be incredibly top heavy but now as her hips had almost finished spreading she was very well balanced, she may not have the long waist that her sister Ivy had but she also wasn't so flat the walls were jealous. Cherie had long shapely legs and what was called in Canada a 'bubble but'. This all came in to a point at her slender waist and flared up again at her large rib cage and breasts. "Okay then enough about your appearance babe I think you would best be in Gryphondor but I want to put you in Slytherin. Is that alright?" 'Hey fine by me' Cherie thought since the hat seemed to be able to read her thoughts. In an instant of her consent the hat yelled "Slytherin!" and was pulled off of her head.
The hall was silent all eyes were on her as she stood and looked for where she was supposed to go. Gazing down the four long tables she guessed that each belonged to a different house one she knew to be Gryphondor because Maria had went there but the rest were foreign to her. Suddenly she saw Blaise and he was motioning for her to come and join his table. Smiling she took the steps two or three at a time as she jumped down from the dais towards Blaise and Draco. Cherie didn't care everyone was looking at her; she was going to be in the same house as one major hottie.
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"Oh no!" Hermione cried as her friend was placed in Slytherin. How could this happen Cherie was the nicest, kindest, person she had ever met. How could the sorting hat have been so wrong about her?
"Hermione settle down!" Harry cried "remember what the sorting hat said 'Among them is one Who'll bring this to its ends' it was probably talking about Cherie having you two as friends and all it will make it more acceptable for Gryphondors and Slytherins to become friends."
"You know Harry you are right! That is probably exactly what the sorting hat meant!" Hermione smiled at him before looking up to see that Dumbledore had already finished his beginning of year speech.
Dinner arrived in minutes and they all tucked into it forgetting their momentary worries at the prospect of really good food.
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"So you are a Slytherin? Never expected that!" Blaise admitted as Cherie sat down beside him forcing one of the long time Slytherin girls to move over and discontinue her flirtations with him.
"Well the hat said that it was best so I listened, I mean who is going to ague with a hat!" Cherie exclaimed animatedly as she began to pile the food that had just appeared on the tables onto her plate which had also appeared.
"So Blaise…could you show me around? I know my cousin there doesn't want to, his side of the family doesn't like mine much." Cherie leaned in to whisper to Blaise. "They find us embarrassing!" She let out a playful giggle and began to eat.
Blaise who had already began to eat his dinner smiled at her trust and truthfulness, Draco had filled him in on his less 'perfect' part of his family, not that his family was perfect just that their blood lines were Desiree and Cherie where lets say 'impure'. But that didn't bother Blaise so much he could probably convince his father to let him go out with her because of that, albeit week but still there, link to the great house of Malfoy. "Mesh, shurr." He grinned through a mouth full of potatoes.
Cherie burst out laughing almost choking on the ham she had just put in her mouth. Biting her lip she remembered her manners and swallowed the almost whole chunk before speaking. "Thank you! This will help so much!"
Blaise seeing her manners also remembered his and figured he shouldn't make a worse impression on her than he had to. "You're welcome. I am sure I will enjoy your company!"
Cherie cocked an eye brow "formal enough?" she said sardonically causing Blaise to laugh a little into his mouthful of half eaten broccoli.
As the feast drew to a conclusion Professor Dumbledore stood "Boys and girls I would like to present to you this years head boy and girl Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy." Dumbledore began motioning for Hermione and Draco to stand for a moment "now could all houses follow their prefects to their common room and would Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy please join me and professor McGonagall at the staff table for a moment.
A/N: sorry their hasn't been much Hermione Draco time but I promise more I mean all the time that has passed is ONE day! Imagine the year! Boy this is going to be a long fanfic what have I set myself up for?