Hermione's Pov:
Draco and I quickly run up the hill and just made it into the Hall, as soon as the lunch bell rang we went up to the headmistresses seat, Draco taking from her the three-legged stool as I grab the sorting hat. As professor McGonagal stands, we move behind her and wait as the hall falls into a heavy silence.
"Can 8th-year students please form a group at the front of the hall" Motioning to Draco, he puts the stool down, just as it would be for first years, and I place the hat on top of it, and we go and join the back of the group. Once again standing so that our cloaks conceal our joined hands, we wait our turn, the student's ticking their name off of Professor McGonagall's list. Most of the students in our year did not return, and only four of all the repeating students. Dean and Seamus were both moved into Hufflepuff, Theo moved from Slytherin into Ravenclaw, and Tracy Davis moved from Slytherin into Hufflepuff. As the crowd thins, Draco and I pull away from each other, and after exchanging a glance and a quick wish of good luck, Draco climbs up the stairs and sits on the stool as the hat is lowered to his head. After a few moments, the hat gives its answer,
"SLYTHERIN!" giving him a small smile as he makes his way over to his seat, I turn to face McGonagal and slowly make my way up the stairs I lift the hat and start to turn when a shout goes through the hall,
"Why are we even bothering with doing Hermione? She's obviously going to be in Gryffindor again" I see Ron's arm raised and his expression bored, from the corner of my eye I see Draco go to shout back at him. I cast a non-verbal Silencio and give him a quick pointed look, removing it as Professor McGonagall told Ron to sit down.
Turning completely so that I face the student body, I give Ron a pointed look to keep him quiet, I sit on the stool and place the Sorting Hat on my head.
(italics - Hermione bold - Sorting Hat)
Ahhhh Miss Granger, so long it has been. And are you here to tell me that you wish to stay in Gryffindor
No, thank you, but I would like to move
To Ravenclaw with you then, for surely you are not a Hufflepuff and you would not choose Slytherin
I wouldn't choose it? But I would belong there?
You have the brian's to create original ideas, wit and adaptability enough to survive and wisdom beyond many years. These all giving you a perfect place in Ravenclaw
However, you also have much ambition and determination. Your resourcefulness is enough to rival your cleverness, and you understand the necessity of balancing the opposing evils.
You can see my mind, you probably know me better than I know myself. I trust you
"SLYTHERIN!"
Seeing many shocked faces, but twice that number were replaced with outrage. It was a matter of seconds before the hall erupted into chaos, people screaming, Ron and Harry running up to me and trying to drag me to the Gryffindor table. Sending a pleading look to Draco, he rises from his seat and walks over to me, pulling me out of their grasp. Ron shoves him and tries to rip my arm away from Draco, only for me to lose it.
"ENOUGH!" ripping my arm out of Ron's grasp, I curl it in on myself, made sick by him squeezing my scar. Draco gently takes my arm and covers it for me.
"GET OFF HER MALFOY" going to pull me away again, I smack his hand
"Get off of me Ronald"
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