Chapter 4
The sorting had begun. A young woman read the names of the first years on a piece of parchment while the headmistress, McGonagall stared at them all.
It was one of the first times that Alicia felt nervous.
Her hands were sweating, her whole body trembling.
Now the hat was going to decide for her.
Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff or Slytherin?
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"Potter, Alicia!"
When Alicia's name was pronounced, the whole school turned to see who it was. They were shocked and even disgusted when they saw that Alicia was the one who went over to the hat. By now everyone had heard about the first year that had conjured up a snake.
Alicia walked over to the chair where the hat was. She could feel the gaze of the whole school on her back. They were all wondering how Harry Potter's daughter could turn out so arrogant.
The little girl shivered as she sat down. The young witch that had read her name was carefully putting the hat on her head.
It was as if every person in the room was holding its breath.
They were all waiting to know.
The Weasley family, all sitting in the Gryffindor table, had their fingers crossed under the table. They didn't exactly like their little cousin but she was still a Weasley.
Everyone knew that a Weasley always went to Gryffindor.
And everyone expected the daughter of Harry Potter to be sorted into Gryffindor.
It was as if Alicia's fate had already been decided. She had to be in Gryffindor. She was Harry's and Ginny's child.
And yet some began to doubt it.
Even Alicia wasn't sure. She knew that only one house could suit her.
But how would the world react when they knew Harry Potter's kid had made such a choice?
"I've been waiting a long time for you to come." The hat said once he was covering the top of Alicia's head.
"I didn't want to come", Alicia snapped. She was not in a good mood.
"I can see that."
"That's clever." The girl said sarcastically.
She wondered how long she had to stay sitting there.
"It's been a long time since I have seen a mind like yours."
"If you're talking about my mother, then you're wrong. I'm nothing like her."
"I wasn't talking about her. But enough! Your little friends are waiting."
"They're not my friends." Alicia whispered fiercely. How could the hat think she would ever become friends with such people?
"I never expected Potter's kid to be like you."
"Nobody expects me to be the way I am."
"Indeed. Now, now. I can see you would fit perfectly in Ravenclaw. You're clever enough. But then there's Gryffindor. You can be brave but you will only use that bravery for yourself. People call that being selfish, you know."
"Once you've stopped insulting me, will you tell me where I am supposed to be?"
"I'm not insulting you. I'm merely pointing out something that you already know. Something that you're even proud of!"
"What house is mine?"
"Haven't I just answered your question?"
"Yes, you have."
The whole school was watching Alicia. The hat seemed to be speaking to her, like he did with so many others.
Then, the hat opened its mouth to speak the name of Alicia's house.
"Slytherin!"
Grinning, Alicia sat on a bench from the Slytherin house.
And finally she felt home at Hogwarts.
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Professor McGonagall was in a state of shock. She had just seen Alicia Potter sorted into Slytherin.
How could it be?
And the little girl even seemed happy with all the Slytherins!
McGonagall never judged people by their houses.
She treated her favourite students, the Gryffindors, just like she treated all other students.
But, what was Harry Potter's daughter doing in the house known for being evil?
Maybe Slytherin wasn't that bad. Maybe it was because of Voldemort that that house had such a reputation.
Yet hadn't Salazar Slytherin been evil himself?
Hadn't he left a basilisk behind to kill all the muggle students?
Minerva McGonagall was confused. She went to her office, the same one where Dumbledore had lived before, and firmly closed the wooden door behind her.
Then she turned to the portraits hanging on the walls.
"Albus, we have to talk."
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Alicia followed the Slytherins down to the dungeons. She couldn't help liking the dark corridors, the black walls, and the feeble little candles that burned on each table.
The Slytherins all came to congratulate her.
They liked the little Alicia a lot.
She was a determined little girl.
There was something that everybody knew about the Slytherins: they were always looking for power.
As a prefect showed the first years their new rooms, Alicia met an extraordinary person.
A girl with blond hair and grey eyes came to talk to the little Alicia. Her skin was so pale that she seemed to be transparent under the feeble light of the torches. She had a very pointy noise and the same superior way that Alicia had.
"Hello," she said her voice very soft.
Alicia didn't answer. She didn't think it was necessary.
"I heard you're Harry Potter's daughter."
"I am," Alicia said shortly.
"Then it's an honour for us to have you in our house."
Alicia was pleased. This was the way she liked to be treated.
After all, wasn't she much more important than all the other first years?
"What's your name?" Alicia asked.
"Elisabeth Malfoy."
"Elisabeth, from now on you shall be my friend."
It wasn't a question, it was an order.
Elisabeth nodded happily. She liked the idea of being friends with someone so famous!
And Alicia liked to have someone she could control.
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