Slytherin Supremes

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Hogwarts and Beauxbatons would both be amazing schools for me to attend. Father and I had spent the morning weighing out the positives to both schools, Hogwarts was obvious.

All of my friends would be there, which really tempted me the most. Plus, generations of my family were known to attend the school, not one failing to be sorted into Slytherin. My father was rather close with Professor Snape from Hogwarts too, which could make my potions classes easier.

Alternatively, Beauxbatons could be an amazing new start for me and the Myradin name, father reassured me that I would easily make friends there. And with my friends and I's family's always travelling, French was like a second language to me. Not to mention Beauxbatons graceful floaty baby blue uniform greatly topping Hogwarts boring black robes. I would indeed look quite the part, complete with my blue hat.

"Father I really can't decide, what do you think?" This felt like the biggest decision I'd ever had to make so far in my 11 years of being alive. The pressure was absolutely on, after all I would be spending the next 7 years of my life at my chosen school.

"I think" he paused, stroking my long dark hair to calm me "it's your decision darling, I can't make this one for you." I looked into my lap, fiddling with my thumbs. "I just know whatever choice you make, it'll be a great one" he smiled down at me warmly, almost making all of my troubles go away.

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"You couldn't possibly go to that school Celest!" Draco had floo'ed into our home around 10 minutes ago. We were now sat opposite each other in my large garden cross legged. I had just told him the news of getting accepted into two schools of magic. He wasn't taking it lightly.

"And why not?" I didn't mean to come across so defensive, I just wanted to hear his opinion on the matter. Draco's opinion, along with fathers, almost meant the most to me.

"Well.." he trailed off, breaking our eye contact. I knew Draco well enough to know that he was getting upset, but why?

"Draco?" I reached my hand onto his and softly rubbed circles in his palm. I wanted to know why my best friend was suddenly so downcast.

"Celestia you can't move to France!" He suddenly met my gaze in his outburst. "I don't want you to leave, what would I do without my Celest?" He took my hand in both of his own and stared into my eyes.

Then it hit me. What had I been thinking.

I let out a sigh of deep thoughtfulness. Not only Draco, but I was crazy to think I could ever leave any of my friends.

"Oh Draco" I smiled, glancing down at my hand in his. "You're right, where would I be without you?"

"Well apparently, in France" he teasingly rolled his eyes at me and we both broke into a fit of laughs. In the midst of our chuckles, we pulled eachother into the others arms.

A few minutes past and we stayed like that, in each others embrace. Until I broke away and stood up, offering my hand for Draco to join me. Being the gentleman he had been raised to be, he kissed my hand and stood up next to me.

"We're going to rule the school Draco" I sent him a cunning smile to which he returned.

"We certainly will, all of us."

We began the short walk back to my mansion, hand in hand as always.

"Draco" I looked to him walking at my side, "would you still be my friend if I get sorted into Hufflepuff?" I smiled, jokingly.

"Definitely not, sorry" he laughed along, "besides, you're a Myradin and you're definitely not nice enough to be a Puff. I shook my head and smiled at him.

"Hey!" I teasingly shoved his arm "I'm nicer than you" I smirked.

"Everyone is nicer than me darling"

We continued joking around when suddenly the back doors to my home opened up revealing my father and Lucius Malfoy, standing proudly as usual.

"No doubt you'll both be strong Slytherins, I'm sure of it" Lucius spoke in his usual bored tone, although he wore a cheerful smile on his face.

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Draco left with his father shortly after that. Since my father had business to attend to in his study, I was left alone in the large empty home. After eating the dinner that Dopsey prepared for me, I took a seat at the dark wooden desk in my bedroom.

Taking out some fresh parchment and my fancy black quill, I began writing letters to all of my friends. I told them about receiving not one, but two acceptance letters, and afterwards quickly assured them that I of course chose Hogwarts, (with Draco's assistance) and that I couldn't possibly leave them all.

After sealing them all with emerald wax and the Myradin family crest, I wrapped them in black ribbon and sent Doyle out of the window into the dark night with them tied to his foot.

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Short little chapter I know!
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