You're Whose Daughter? Book 1

Chapter 12 - Wait, Gryffindor!?!

(Nadia's POV)

A red headed girl went over to the Hufflepuff table, while the Hufflepuff's and the rest of the school were cheering.

I knew I would be one of the last few, due to my name being "Malfoy". I stared at the ceiling,(sky? Ceiling?) I assume the professors cast a spell or something.'Malfoy, Draco' Professor McGonagall.

'Good luck' I whispered, before he went over to the hat. When Draco sat down, the 3 legged stool groaned. The hat was centimeters away from his hat before it had made its decision.

'SLYTHERIN' the hat shouted, everyone cheered happily, the Slytherin's were the loudest. Draco smirked before heading over to the Slytherin table.

Soon, it was my turn. 'Malfoy, Nadia' Professor Mcgonagall said. I perked up at the familiar name, and walked over to the 3 legged stool.

The hat was placed on me, covering my eyes in the process, but my ears were still out. I heard things like 'Daughter of a murderer' 'Isn't her mum dead?' But I pushed them all to the back of my mind.

'Hmmm, I see courage, loyalty and...rebellion. You would be perfect for Slytherin, but I know a much better house for you' the hat whispered.

'GRYFFINDOR' The hat screeched, before it was taken off my head.

Instead of cheers, whispers and glares were sent my way. I noticed 3 people there. They looked like they just got sorted.One was a redhead, eating his way through a drumstick. Another was a girl whose head was stuck in a book. The one on her right...He looked like Harry Potter.

Father did say a celebrity was going to Hogwarts this year; I never thought it'll be Harry Potter. I kept walking until I reached the seat next to Harry (Mr Potter?) 'May I sit here?' I asked timidly.

He turned his head toward me, the red head also looked at me as well. 'Uh, sure' he replied.

I nodded before sitting down. 'So, Nadia Malfoy right?' The red haired boy asked, I nodded. This wasn't my ideal house, because I really wanted to be in Slytherin but I guess this should do.

'I'm Ron Weasley. Next to me is Hermione Granger. I'm sure you know Harry Potter?' He asked.

'Yeah, of course. I know you know me' I replied, before smiling. I piled my plate with all the food from chicken drumsticks (which Ron was eating) to pumpkin juice.

'Hello everyone! And welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. I hope that this year will be as good as the last' Professor Dumbledore said, who is also known as the Headmaster.

'Hey Hermione. Are you going to eat anything- Merlin! Is that Quidditch Through The Ages? ' I asked Hermione.

She looked up from her book. 'Yes! Have you read it?' She asked me eagerly.

I shook my head. 'Sadly no. I really want to though. I heard it's wonderful' I explained as I drank some pumpkin juice.

'It is! I can lend it to you if you want' she replied her eyes wide as saucers.

'I mean, if you want to. I don't want to force you' I replied humbly.

She smiled at me, 'It's fine! Really. I promise, the first person I give this to is you' she explained, before going back to her book.

'Have you ever flown on a broom?' A boy asked opposite me.

He looked a lot like Ron, 'uh, yeah. I'm Nadia, what's yours?' I asked.

'Oh I'm Fred Weasley'

'I'm George' the second boy said. I laughed.

'What?' They both asked in unison. 'You both look identical! It must be so hard to differentiate between you two!' I exclaimed, trying to cut the chicken leg.