Okay.
Yes I know, this one isn't like the first. I actually was pretty happy with chapter one, but I don't think this one was as good.
Well, here we go.
Oh, and thankyou to my new editor! Lemme think of a codename for her...SNH! Thanks SNH!
I hope my editor does not see this chapter, she will hate me for the 'codename'...
I do not own Harry Potter. That honor goes to JKR.
A man and his little girl stood at the entrance to Platform 9 ¾. The girl wiped tears off her cheeks.
"But daddy-"
"Nellie Snape. There's nothing to be afraid of! In fact, you'll get to see me more!"
"But, I don't think I'm ready to go to school. Draco-"
"Draco teased you? Told you that you would be a Gryffindor?" Snape suggested. Nellie nodded.
"You have lived with Draco all your life, while I have been teaching at Hogwarts. He's like a brother to you, and brothers tend to tease their sisters when they can. If Draco didn't tease you, I would be surprised. Besides- one of my best friends was a Gryffindor." Severus Snape bit his lip as he thought of Lily.
"But Draco said if I was a Gryffindor, then he would be my enemy!"
"He only says that. But I think you two will be able to stay friends even if you're a Gryffindor." Nellie hugged her father, and kissed him on the cheek. He lifted her suit cases as they ran through the entrance to meet the train.
"If Draco gives you any trouble, then you can always come to me," Snape whispered. Nellie smiled, giving her father one last hug before boarding the train.
"Oi!"
Nellie spun around, finding herself face-to-face with Draco Malfoy.
"Since you're too much of a baby to find your own friends, I'll let you sit with me and my friends." He smirked, angering Nellie.
"I make my own friends, Malfoy." She said his last name with disgust. Draco sneered as Nellie walked off, trying to find a place to sit. Unfortunately for her, all the seats seemed to be taken.
"Hey kid! Find yourself a seat, the train's about to leave!" A man in a uniform walked over to Nellie.
"Um, I can't find a seat."
The man groaned. "Come with me, we'll find a seat for you." He grabbed her by the wrist and they walked down the aisles. The man looked through each part of the train for a seat. Finally, at the end, he found a seat.
"There, you can sit here." He opened the door, letting Nellie in before shutting it.
"See? I told you you wouldn't make any friends," laughed a voice all too familiar to her. Sure enough, Draco Malfoy sat in the seat in front of her. Nellie grumbled something inaudible as she sat down beside him.
"Well, these two in front of you are Crabbe and Goyle," Draco pointed. "I'm sure you've heard of them."
"I might've," Nellie responded, giving little attention to the three boys.
"Who's the girl?" Crabbe smirked. "Is she-blimey, Goyle, I think Malfoy's got a girlfriend!" The two burst out in laughter. Both Nellie's and Draco's faces turned red.
"She is not! She's Snape's kid, if you really must know. I just know her through her father." Draco looked condescendingly at Nellie, and she rolled her eyes.
"You're Snape's kid? Like, the Potions Master?" Goyle's eyes bulged, which was hard to tell since his eyes were already huge.
"Yes," Nellie replied, looking outside. Both Crabbe and Goyle started whispering furiously.
"Hey, we never asked your name," Crabbe offered, apologetically.
"Nellie."
"So, um Nellie, you can hang out with us."
"If," Draco snapped, "she gets into Slytherin. But I doubt she will. She's much too soft."
"Draco, say another word and you'll regret it," Nellie seethed, pulling out her new wand. Draco laughed.
"Ha! You don't even know how to use that!" Draco continued to laugh, making Nellie angrier.
"Well, I'm a fast learner," she shot back, glaring at Draco.
"Well, so am I!" Draco pulled his wand out as well. "Only, my wand is much better than that silly old thing. Unlike you, I have money to spare."
"Why, you!" Nellie was furious. She hadn't been serious before, but she was now. She focused, Draco doing the same. Right when she was about to try something out, the door burst open, letting a woman with a trolley in.
"Do you want any sweets, dearie-oh my!" The woman gasped at the spectacle before her. She grabbed Draco's wrist and sat him down, then doing the same to Nellie. She snatched the wands from the two.
"You will get these back at the end of the Train ride," she stated, stuffing the wands in her trolley, and closing the door behind her. Both Nellie and Draco sat with their arms crossed, and not another word was spoken between them the rest of the ride.
When at last the train had arrived, Nellie and Draco rushed for their wands. Once retrieved, they went to meet with the other students. Nellie overheard Draco arguing with another kid, and she went to watch.
"Forget these twits, Potter, and stick around with me," Draco smirked, stretching out his hand. The boy who was talking to Draco swatted his hands away.
"I make my own friends, Malfoy." The kid growled, and Draco walked off. At this moment Nellie got to see the face of this 'Potter' kid. Her eyes widened as she layed her eyes on him.
The boy had messy black hair, with green eyes hidden under a pair of glasses. Why did this look so similar to her? It wasn't anything like her own looks, of red hair and brown eyes. Neither did it look like her father, or anyone she associated with, for that matter.
"Um, can I help you with something?" The boy looked at her oddly. Nelle blinked. Had she been staring at him for long? Judging by his expression, she did, and he had noticed.
"Um, no, I was just zoning out." Nellie turned around, running off the train, following a large man who was gathering the first years. She sighed, looking behind her, but unable to find the boy from before.
Not long after, the HogwartsSchool came into view. Nellie gaped at the sight, the enormous view leaving her breathtaken. She was not alone. The other studends were gasping and talking amongst one another. As the doors opened, the first years piled inside.
Nellie looked around at the hallway, butterflies in her stomach. In a little while she would find out if she was a Gryffindor or not. She looked around excitedly as she walked in the Great Hall, looking at the large tables filled with older students. At the head of the room sat the Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, and beside him, the professors. Nellie immediately found her father and waved. Snape, seeing this from Nellie, made sure no one else was looking, waved back.
"Good evening to you all," a voice echoed through the room. Everyone became silent as the Headmaster continued.
"It is remarkable to get to see all these cheery faces here today. I think, with the new first years, and the returning older students, this year at Hogwarts will be something exceptional. Now," He gave attention to the object before him, "It is time we see what house each student will be sorted into. But first," He looked at the hat, and at the instant it sprung to life. Nellie could make out eyes and a mouth. The hat began to sing:
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can top them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a steady mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
Nellie looked at the Sorting Hat with wonder. Before long, the students were beginning to place the hat atop their head, one by one. She sighed. It would take a while for the hat to reach her, so she stood patiently.
The line was alphabetical, meaning she was going to go near the end. Before her turn, she noticed a boy with blond hair pulled back was walking towards the hat with an arrogant air about him. Nellie didn't need to see his face to know it was none other than Draco Malfoy. Looking ahead, she saw him pick up the hat and look at it, like it was some sort of trash he was forced to wear. In his defense, the hat was old, but, not in his defense, the hat was irreplaceable and incredible. Nellie was sure she heard him ask the professor standing next to him, "What if this has any lice? I will sue the school if I get any lice on my head," which prompted her to laugh softly.
After a moment, the hat blared loudly, "SLYTHERIN!"
Draco took off the hat and began walking to the Slytherin table like he had won an award. The table clapped for him and he took it all in. Nellie rolled her eyes as the next kid took their turn to get sorted.
After a while, when she was closer to the hat, she saw a boy place the hat on his head. Looking closer, she saw that this was the boy from before. Nellie listened closely, hoping she might recognize his name.
"Potter, Harry," a professor called out.
Nellie gasped. Potter? How was this so familiar to her? She felt like she heard it often, yet she couldn't place where. Nellie walked on as the line advanced, the thought fresh in her mind.
Soon enough, it was her turn. Heart beating faster than ever before, she accepted the hat and placed it on her head.
"Let's see," murmured the hat. "Definitely not Slytherin, or Hufflepuff." Nellie's heart sank. Not only was Slytherin ruled out, but her options were either Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. "Either Ravenclaw or Gryffindor would work, but since there is more bravery than want for intellect, I decree…BETTER BE GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor table echoed with applause, while the other tables showed little interest, least of all the Slytherin table. Nellie looked particularly at Draco, who was staring straight at her with an 'I told you so' face. She drooped her head as she made her way to the Gryffindor table, seated in a seat by a girl with puffy brown hair. She noticed that diagonal from her was that boy, the one called Harry Potter. She looked at him for a moment, then looked away just as fast.
"Hello! My name's Hermione! You?" The girl beside her stuck out her hand, which Nellie shook absentmindedly.
"My name?" Nellie snapped back into vision, and answered the question.
"Oi! Is it true that you're Snape's kid?" a boy with brown tufts of hair asked, shoveling down the food that had appeared before them.
"Yes, Professor Snape is my father. Why? Who are you?"
"They call me Seamus. And it's just that those two over there weren't saying the kindest things about him," the boy replied, pointing at a pair of twins with ginger hair like her own. Furious, Nellie glared before turning back to the one who had supplied the information.
"What did they say?"
"Um," the boy mumbled uncomfortably, trying to avoid Nellie's glare, "something about him being cruel to his students." By this point Nellie was boiling over.
"Do you share this opinion?"
"I-I haven't had h-him in class! I wouldn't know!" Seamus looked frantic. Nellie sighed, and began to eat.
"This," bursted another boy through mouthfuls of food, "is the best food ever!"
As soon as the kid said this, Seamus found him as a person to talk to, and Nellie was left in the silence. When the feast was over, and the speeches were through, Nellie and the others headed for the Gryffindor tower. Lead by an older boy, who seemed pleased with his tour giving abilities, she learned a basic way around the castle, as well as the dorms. She found her trunks and placed them by an open bed, next to the girl she had been sitting by at dinner. As she lay in her bed, trying to sleep, she felt like she would never fit in at Hogwarts, if most kids hated her father. She sighed, and, eventually, sleep came to her.
Well, I want to thank everyone for the reviews and support! This story got a lot more appreciation than I'd hoped!
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Yeah, again this chapter wasn't the best, but, it's what I've got.
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