Narcissa Black (Narcissa Malfoy)
I looked over at my sister who was sitting next to Lucius Malfoy. She smiled at me reassuringly. Dromeda was always really nice but I couldn't hang out with her at home because my parents would hate me. I was their favourite and Dromeda was their least. I didn't want to change that, it was nice being the favourite; I always got what I wanted. I looked over to see Bellatrix sniggering with her friends probably at the small first year at the front who'd just been sorted in to Hufflepuff.
I sighed; I was right in the middle of them. I wasn't like Dromeda who just thought mum and dad were trying to brainwash us but I definitely didn't want all Muggles and mudbloods dead like Bella. I stared at Lucius Malfoy and I'm sure he stared back at me. I think he winked! Merlin; Lucius Malfoy winked at me! I had had a crush on him since he'd first come to meet Dromeda. And who wouldn't? The only problem was the he was going to marry Dromeda. And she didn't even like him, she'd told me! I felt sorry for him, if he had to spend the rest of his life with her! Actually, no I didn't feel sorry for him. I was a Black. I was going to be put in Slytherin like the rest of my family; I don't feel sorry for anyone. Slytherins and Blacks had no time to be sympathetic towards people.
"Black, Narcissa." Professor Dumbledore called. I looked over at my sister anxiously. She gave me another reassuring smile and I went up. I sat on the stool.
"I know just where to put you." The hat said.
"SLYTHERIN!" the hat yelled. That had been very easy, and the whole Slytherin table had erupted in applause. I went to sit down relived that I had gotten into Slytherin. I didn't even want to imagine what my parents would have done if I hadn't of got into Slytherin…