"Ah, another Malfoy," the hat sounded amused. "You are not what you seem, or what your family and peers see, are you? Your heart is double. A Malfoy in name, but your true lineage is hazy, which makes you quite tricky to place. You would do well in...
With those words, and a lot of gobsmacked faces, mostly from the other first years surrounding me, the sorting began. McGonagall started to call names from a scroll.
"Now, when I call your name, you will come forth, and I shall place the sorting hat on your head," she picked up the hat. "And you will be sorted into your houses."
My heart was beating quicker than a hummingbirds' as I listened nervously, but intently as I waited for my name to be called. A lot of names were called out until I hear Draco's.
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He looks at the hat with a smirk, and it barely touches his head before the hat calls out, "SLYTHERIN!" He smirks with pride and I watch as his robes change to Slytherin House colours as he heads over to the table.
My name is then called and I nervously take a seat, feeling Draco's eyes on me the whole time.
"Ah, another Malfoy," the hat sounded amused. "You are not what you seem, or what your family and peers see, are you? Your heart is double. A Malfoy in name, but your true lineage is hazy, which makes you quite tricky to place. You would do well in all houses, kind, cunning, fierce, intelligent, brave, cleverness, and determination. But you are sly, you'll do what it takes to protect and keep those that you care about, even if it may hurt some. Oh, where to put you...let's go with...SLYTHERIN!"
I sag with mild relief, only because it wouldn't complicate things if I were to have been placed in another House, however, the hat did leave me with some questions.
You aren't what you seem...
A Malfoy in name...
True lineage is hazy...
Heart is double...
I felt all eyes on me as I take a seat beside Draco and the seat on my right was free. Theo would be called soon. Harry and Ron both end up in Gryffindor, and I cheer for them both silently.
***
That night, after the feast is over the prefects led us down to our dorms which were in the dungeons and showed us our rooms. I end up with a dorm all to myself, which is slightly disappointing, but I do like my own time and space.
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I dream of a young woman, who speaks with a Scottish accent. She has long, fiery ginger-orange-red hair. She cradles a baby in her arms as she tells the child a story; she calls the baby girl Melody Pond.
The next morning, slightly dazed from the dream which felt so real, I went down to the common room to meet Draco and Theo. They are both sat on one of the leather sofas; both stop their conversation when they see me.
"Morning Ally," Draco greeted me as I sat down between them. "Something happened?"
I open my mouth to tell him, but something about the contents of the dream I had, felt private; only to be shared with myself.
"Yeah," I replied. "My twin and best friend are holding back on me. You will tell me about whatever it is you're both discussing! If not, I'll hex you both."
Both boys knew that I'm crafty at being able to do certain types of non-verbal magic.
"You don't mean that?" He asks fearfully.
"Draco, I'm always true to my light threats," I grin at him.
He looks at me fearfully, and soon they both start filling me in. We walk to the Great Hall as a trio, or as our parents named us: the Emerald Trio.
We all received our schedules, but as we sit down and fill our plates with breakfast, do we look at them for the first time. Draco barely glances at his, but Theo lays his down on the table between us for me to nosy at. We have four classes together, and by the looks when Draco finally lets me see his, we only have two together.
Soon a girl joins us, she had pug-like features and brown hair tied back in a loose ponytail. She barely casts a look in my direction before her attention is on Draco; they appear to know each other.
"I never got your name?" I gently nudge her arm.
"Well, not that it matters, but it's Pansy. Pansy Parkinson," she retorted.
"Nice to meet you, Pansy," I say politely and she just huffs.
Theo and I are soon rushing towards our classroom for Transfiguration, which has always interested me. We both take our seats towards the front of the class, and soon Professor McGonagall joins us.
While we're still waiting, she asks us to start reading and to make notes. As we do so, she transforms into her Animagus form: a grey and black tabby cat. I gave a small smile as I, myself am a Metamorphmagus; although I can't shift quite like any of those who have an Animagus form, - I can change my physical appearance through will alone.
The streaks that I have through my hair are remnants of my actual hair colour; I only keep it mostly platinum because mother and father insisted I don't show up the Malfoy name. Ergo, not a lot of people know that I have the ability to manipulate my appearance.
The doors into the class burst open and soon Harry and Ron are charging in, their books flailing about in their arms.
"Whew, we made it!" Ron puffs. "Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?"
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Just then, the tabby cat on the desk stood up and leapt off, in mid-air, and she transformed back into our Professor, before walking up to Harry and Ron.
"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron exclaimed.
I hang my head and groan, why Ron? He is completely tactless at times.
"Oh, thank you for that assessment, Mr Weasley. Perhaps it would be more useful if I were transfigure Mr Potter and yourself into a pocket watch? That way, one of you might be on time?" She asked, looking down between them, glasses part way down her slender nose.
After Transfiguration, we had Potions with Professor Snape; he both simultaneously managed to flatter Slytherin house as he stared towards Draco and I, as well as humiliating Hermione and Harry, - both of whom are Gryffindors, of course.
