The one he never meant to make - DISCONTINUED

Chapter 3 - The Sorting Hat

You were stood outside the great hall with the caretaker filch and professor McGonagall.
"Why aren't you in uniform young lady?" She asked staring at your clothes. You looked down at them, they weren't that bad were they, you like how you looked.
"Em, headmaster dumbledore sent my parents a letter last week informing us to not buy house uniform because it is quite rare for people to transfer into a higher year, I was not required to wear the plain robes and I would be able to receive my uniform from my head of house once I had been sorted" that was the truth but she didn't say anything she just turned around and headed for the doors.

Your outfit;

You would be the first young weasly to get newer robes, you did have my basics; the skirts, trousers and shirts. You decided to take your black jeans instead as you were not a fan of trousers, you thought they were awful and you had a feeling no-one would bother about what trousers you wore if you still represented your house, unlike a beauxbatons where you would get detention if you weren't in the correct uniform. You always hated that uniform, blue was never your colour and your not sure you would be to happy with the gryffindor red either because red always made you look really pale and ill but you suppose when all your family are in one house you have to make some sacrifices.
Filch cleared his throat and you realised you must have been thinking to long. You made your way to the doors ready start a new chapter in your life.

As you walk up past the sea of students staring at you, you heard a few whispers of awe mostly from boys and looking around some girls looked at you in disgust, probably because you weren't in uniform but this gave you a chance to show of your unique style, you always liked to wear these kind of clothes but most people thought you were weird. The looks you got only made you even more confident.

Walking up past the students you looked around and spotted a certain male staring at you, you knew exactly who he was with his piercing grey eyes and his platinum blonde hair, he was almost the double of his father but something about him made him look, good looking. You shoved the thought out of your mind and continued to head to where you was told.

You finally made your way up to tall slim professor McGonagall with the pointy hat and she ushered you to sit in the stool and face the students, as you done this she slowly put the hat on your head and it came alive making you flinch a little bit.

"Ah, I was wondering when I would be sorting you ... Y/N riddle!"

'What, thats not true im a weasley' you thought to yourself. You imagine your face was a picture of horror and confusion, you look over and seen your family look at you in horror.
Fred and George stood up.
"That can't be true - " fred said with panic in his voice
" - yeah she's a weasley" George finished for him
"She's our baby sister" they exclaimed together with tears in their eyes, it made your heartbreak at the sight. A million thoughts were going through your head.
'Whats going on' 'I've never been that different, have I?'

"Yes. Its is obvious where you should be placed.

Just a short chapter but I thought it best to leave it here since there is going to be a lot happening next chapter 😁

Hope you are enjoying it x