❝I buried my love.❞
ACT I - THE NECKLACE - where Sonya Lestrange learns the ins and outs of Hogwarts with eyes on her back.
ACT II - THE CURSE - where Sonya Lestrange and Harry Potter both attempt to double-cross each other while dealing with their...
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SORTED
(WITH THE CUNNING)
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IT DIDN'T TAKE A GENIUS TO KNOW THAT SONYA LESTRANGE STUCK OUT LIKE A SORE THUMB. She was much taller than the small eleven year olds surrounding her, and had matured much more. They still had their baby features, with the odd early bloomer, of course. However, Sonya felt like she could simply kick the first years in front, next to, and behind her, as the height difference was that large. But of course, she didn't, despite how tempting it was.
Professor McGonagall was carrying an ancient-looking hat on a stool. Apparently it was used to sort them into their houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin or Hufflepuff. As she waited to be sorted, she noticed that her cousin was in the Slytherin house. Maybe she'd be there too, as McGonagall had said that your house would be like your family. She would have someone to talk to, and maybe not someone who pretended to like her if she were to be placed in Gryffindor.
The professor carefully placed the stool in front of them, and stood back. Sonya didn't notice her face glowing under the candlelight. Her eyes scanned the first years, and she even found a boy who looked to be trembling. Sonya rolled her eyes, how pathetic. Even if he were to be scared, he should at least hide it by gripping his fists closed.
The whole school waited with a bated breath. If Sonya didn't find the fact that an old hat placed you into your house, then she definitely would now. She noticed a rip, which was its mouth. Definitely absurd. But then, it opened and started singing?
