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1. My Sorting
"Gryffindor!"
I watch the girl who was going around the compartments in the train trying to find some chubby idiot's lost toad run to the Gryffindor table. As she goes, her eyes latch onto mine and I watch her as she smiles at me. Grudgingly, I dig up a smile to return.
She's cute. If only she wasn't a Mudblood and in Gryffindor.
She's still staring at me kindly when they call the words, "Malfoy, Draco!"
As she nods slightly, encouraging me, I step up to the stool and raise the hat above my head.
I'm suddenly scared, and she mouths some words.
Take a deep breath.
I do, then place the hat on my head.
"SLYTHERIN!" Hollers the hat, and I catch her eye as she gives me a small yet sad smile. I return it and sit beside some fellow Slytherins.
"Potter, Harry!" Is called, and so many others are watching him, yet we, the girl whose name I think was Hermione, and I, stay locking eyes.
We could have a future, me and her.
I want to have a future.
A future with her.
I watch the girl who was going around the compartments in the train trying to find some chubby idiot's lost toad run to the Gryffindor table. As she goes, her eyes latch onto mine and I watch her as she smiles at me. Grudgingly, I dig up a smile to return.
She's cute. If only she wasn't a Mudblood and in Gryffindor.
She's still staring at me kindly when they call the words, "Malfoy, Draco!"
As she nods slightly, encouraging me, I step up to the stool and raise the hat above my head.
I'm suddenly scared, and she mouths some words.
Take a deep breath.
I do, then place the hat on my head.
"SLYTHERIN!" Hollers the hat, and I catch her eye as she gives me a small yet sad smile. I return it and sit beside some fellow Slytherins.
"Potter, Harry!" Is called, and so many others are watching him, yet we, the girl whose name I think was Hermione, and I, stay locking eyes.
We could have a future, me and her.
I want to have a future.
A future with her.