DARK 🐍Hermione Granger🐍

Chapter 5

HERMIONE

I sat in Hogwarts beside Harry and Ron. "I heard that Hogwarts was welcoming a new school into their system." I whispered to Harry and Ron. "When?" Harry asked. "Today." I answered before the giant doors opened to reveal a large group of people entering. "Ah. Headmaster Saltzman." Dumbledore stated looking at a middle-aged man with a beard. "Everyone...I would like to introduce to you. Headmaster Alaric Saltzman of the Salvatore Boarding School for the Young & Gifted." Dumbledore announced. "Young and Gifted? What is this? A cheap American comic book?" Ron asked. "Ron!" I exclaimed in a hushed voice. "What?" He asked before I noticed one of the students of the school smirk at the joke.

"Dr. Saltzman...will be integrating his school into ours." Dumbledore stated. An uproar of murmurs began from the Hogwarts student body. "Silence!" Dumbledore boomed. "You will treat them with the same level of respect as you treat your fellow Hogwarts friends." He stated. "Now...these students are not like you all. They are different. They all vary. A couple in particular are unique to all of them. Much like Hogwarts, Salvatore is a school for students like yourselves. However, whereas Hogwarts takes in wizards. The Salvatore School takes in something far more...extraordinary. The supernatural." He explained. "Supernatural? L-like monsters?" Ron asked bug-eyed. "They consist of werewolves, vampires, and witches." Dumbledore explained. Alaric whispered to him. "And two Hybrids." Dumbledore added. "Witches?" I asked. Harry gave me a shrug. "You don't have to worry about the fear of being drained of your blood for they do not drink human blood." Dumbledore pointed out. "Yeah...we drink bunny blood instead." One of the students announced. One of the others nudged him in the side with their elbow. "Now...let the sorting ceremony begin!" Dumbledore announced.

I watched on as each of the students were assigned to a house. Witches, werewolves, and vampires alike. "What do you think a Hybrid is?" I asked Harry and Ron. "How should I know?" Ron asked. One of the students caught my attention. He was rather tall, brown hair, and had hazel eyes. He seemed to be bored as he stood against the wall to be sorted. He began flipping a gold coin into the air. The coin would disappear in mid-air and reappear in his hand for him to flick back into the air again. "Who is that?" Ginny asked me staring at the same boy. "No idea. But obviously he's a witch. How is he doing magic without a wand?" I answered. "I don't know but he's rather cute don't you think?" Ginny asked. "Oh bloody hell." Ron muttered as he kept his gaze fixated on the girl directly beside the boy. She was much shorter than him, had blue eyes, brown hair, and seemed to be ignoring him as she conversed with the group of girls behind her.

The boy rolled his eyes as he snapped his fingers and the gold coin disappeared. The girls beside him giggled as they looked at him before he made his way towards Dr. Saltzman and began whispering to him. The two began to engage in a small muted argument before the candles flickered for a moment and the boy returned back to his spot beside the girl.

He looked furious, but that was when the strangest thing occurred. His eyes. They glowed. A brilliant yellow color. "HENRIK MIKAELSON!" Dumbledore announced. The boy with glowing eyes stood up straight. His glowing eyes receded back to their normal color as he made his way to the front of the room. "Ah...Henrik Mikaelson. Wow! You are like nothing I have ever seen! A Hybrid, even. Magnificent!" The hat sounded. "Hmm...ah...you're hoping to get whatever house that doesn't have your sister. Interesting." The Sorting Hat stated. The girl he was standing next to turned around and looked at the boy with furrowed brows. "Hmm...the son...of the Great Evil. Klaus the Mad. The Original Hybrid. Impressive lineage, boy. His blood runs through your veins." The Hat explained as voices began muttering around the room. "His father is the Original Hybrid? Isn't he a myth? My father used to tell me stories about him to get me to do my chores." Ron squeaked.

"You're brave...that much is certain. Strong too. Extremely strong. Stronger than you believe yourself to be, my boy. And even more powerful than you think. Brave and strong...GRYFFINDOR!" The Sorting Hat sounded. The Gryffindor House cheered with delight. The boy made his way off the stool and to thr wall opposite of the girl from earlier. "HOPE MIKAELSON!" Dumbledore announced. That same girl...moved towards the Sorting Hat.

"Ah...so you are the famous Tribrid. You are even more famous than your father. As one should expect after defeating Malivore, the Devourer of Supernatural." Hat explained. "I sense great...pride in you, Hope. A pride that...has turned into something different. Making you...colder, and more calculating. SLYTHERIN!" Hat exclaimed. I looked over at Henrik to see him trying to hide his smirk. Something tells me...that he wanted this to happen. That he couldn't wait to get away from her. That he was happy about it.