"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...
A week or so of classes had passed, and so had mine and Draco's thirteenth birthday. Today was the day we were going into Hogsmeade.
"Now remember! These visits to Hogsmeade Village are a privilege. Should your behaviour reflect poorly on the school in any way, that privilege shall not be extended again," Professor McGonagall told us. "No permission form signed. No visiting the village, that's the rule Mr Potter."
"All those with permission follow me," Filch said. "All those without, stay put!"
Harry tried persuading McGonagall, but she wouldn't go for it. He turned to Ron, Hermione and I and said, "forget it guys!"
I headed straight for The Three Broomsticks first, eager to try butterbeer and told Hermione and Ron I'd catch up with them in a bit. Some students were already inside, and when I paid for my drink and looked over for somewhere to sit.
That's when I saw her, the young woman with fiery hair and the others that were also in my moving picture album. I had to do a double take, just to make sure they were real. The man who wears a blazer jacket and bow tie stands up and waves me over, as the woman with a mane of dirty blonde hair motioned towards me.
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"Hello!" The bow tie man grinned at me. "I'm The Doctor!"
"Raggedy man," I mumbled and the fiery haired young woman snorted with laughter.
