The Wrong Sort

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*Kaida's POV*
Harry, Ron and I all climb out of the train and follow a very large man, Hagrid.
We cross the black Lake in boats and arrived to meet a stern looking woman.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. I am professor McGonagall. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you’re here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup" says the woman.

A scared looking boy, Neville, spots his toad sitting near McGonagall. He jumps forward.
"Trevor" he yells as he catches his toad. McGonagall stares down at him as some of the students laugh 
"Sorry" he mumbles. He backs away, embarrassed.
"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily" says McGonagall before she leaves to go into the Great Hall.

"It's true then, what they're saying on the train. The Potters have come to Hogwarts" says a very familiar voice.
Oh no.
Some of the students are heard whispering, "Potter?"
"This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy" says my brother to Harry.
Ron and Maya snicker at his name. 
"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robes? You must be Weasleys" says Draco
"Draco Lucius Malfoy, leave Ronald and Maya alone" I order
"Oh and who might you be" asks Draco, clearly up to something.
"Kaida Smart" I say
"Well, soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. Don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there" says my brother, ignoring me.
He extends his hand to Harry.
"I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks" says Harry.
"You'll regret that Harry Potter" says a girl who was next to Crabbe.
Pandora.
"Will I Haylee Potter" asks Harry

Draco and Pandora glare. McGonagall returns and taps Draco on the shoulder with a paper. He leaves Harry with one last glare. Pandora follows.
"We're ready for you now. Follow me" says McGonagall.
*Maya's POV*
Great, I've just met my siblings and they're already against each other.

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